On the vision granted to me last night....

[Bebek Sincap Ratatosk]

Some say Eris is a bitch,
"In her bosom lies a knife."
And they talk about that wedding
pointing to the world's Strife.
Some say Eris is a Hippie
tripping lightly through the Void
Stoned out of her Gourd
and listening to Pink Floyd.

Some say she's 'who Done it All'
Others say she's just some words
Some worship her,
some don't
Some can only see the fnords.

Yet,
I wonder,
sometimes...
thinking...
in the dark and voidlike night.
Are any of these really her?
Are any of these right?
Is she the Cosmic Bitch,
or is she the Cosmic Clown?
Does she smile on the world,
or does she burn it down?

Last night in NyQuil slumber,
she came to me in dreams
and told me
"Silly Squirrel, It's never as it seems.
Sometimes I can be bitchy,
sometimes I'm cool as ice.
Sometimes I can be awesome,
once I was even nice.

I'm all of these and none of these
and things you've not yet thought...
And sometimes I get off starting wars
and sometimes I'm stoned on Pot.
Dear Bob and Mal and Omar were children just the same,
as the Gipper, George and Tony Blair and even old Hussein.
Cause in the end, my darling Squirrel,
its not me that causes Strife,
or Chaos,
Discord,
Confusion...
that is just human life.
And every Childe of my womb
from birthing room
to stinking tomb
will do just as they wish to do,
and if they like it, what's that to you?"

And then I saw a parting Veil,
but as I stepped ever nearer
I saw myself on the other side
for it was just a mirror.
And She, my Goddess Eris
said, "Now, Squirrel do you see?"
She touched the surface and passed through.

"This is really me."

- Ratatosk, Squirrel of Discord

[Eater of Clowns]

I enjoyed it, Rat.

[Telarus]

 

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Very nice, well written!

[ñͤͣ̄ͦ̌̑͗͊͛͂͗ ̸̨̨̣̺̼̣̜͙͈͕̮̊̈́̈͂͛̽͊ͭ̓͆ͅé ̰̓̓́ͯ́́͞]

Well done Rat.

The ending was perfect.

[notathing]

i love this, man

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Very, very good.

[Requia ☣]

This was awesome.