Being a dispatch from the Pataphysical Symposium Avant-Garde HQ
As many of you are aware, the Catholic season of Lent is upon us. Many fine and downstanding Discordians may feel left out of the fun of this time, as we tend to be rather attached to our vices. I was despairing last night, thinking that I would have to suffer through yet another Lent with no moral support, and without seeming morally superior to those around me.
Eris heard my silent pleas and delivered unto the newest and therefore best Erisian celebration: Discordian Lent.
Historically, Emperor Joshua Norton I lost all his money on a bad rice bid and then fled into the desert, returning as the Divine Ruler of America. What history books do not show is the experiences Norton had in this desert.
Norton discovered in the desert a sort of 1800's rave, with dancing and drinking and people touching eachother and themselves. He was consoled by the partygoers over his loss, and Norton really let loose. Three times did Greyface appear unto him, but because he was sure he was going crazy anyway, Greyface's pleas to "be a good serious man and kill yourself"" fell on deaf ears. Norton was really not much of a party guy, but if you wander into a desert and find one, there's really little else to do. He spent 40 of the most intensely strange days and nights of his life being the most ecstatic of all the people there. At the end, he was crowned their emperor.
This story makes very little sense, but the essential point is that in honor of our Lady's only begotten son, we shall all PICK UP a vice for the next 40 days and 40 nights that you don't usually partake in. This will bring you closer to Eris, or at least it will confuse the hell out of your friends and family, and in the end, aren't these but different ways of saying the same?
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x-posted, what you gonna do about it?
Eris heard my silent pleas and delivered unto the newest and therefore best Erisian celebration: Discordian Lent.
Historically, Emperor Joshua Norton I lost all his money on a bad rice bid and then fled into the desert, returning as the Divine Ruler of America. What history books do not show is the experiences Norton had in this desert.
Norton discovered in the desert a sort of 1800's rave, with dancing and drinking and people touching eachother and themselves. He was consoled by the partygoers over his loss, and Norton really let loose. Three times did Greyface appear unto him, but because he was sure he was going crazy anyway, Greyface's pleas to "be a good serious man and kill yourself"" fell on deaf ears. Norton was really not much of a party guy, but if you wander into a desert and find one, there's really little else to do. He spent 40 of the most intensely strange days and nights of his life being the most ecstatic of all the people there. At the end, he was crowned their emperor.
This story makes very little sense, but the essential point is that in honor of our Lady's only begotten son, we shall all PICK UP a vice for the next 40 days and 40 nights that you don't usually partake in. This will bring you closer to Eris, or at least it will confuse the hell out of your friends and family, and in the end, aren't these but different ways of saying the same?
END TRANSMISSION
x-posted, what you gonna do about it?