Ok...this Eris chick gets more fuckin' cool by the minute. I'm just starting to study her as an archetypal figure. This is pretty astrologically related for me and my reason for being here.

But...sister of Ares or Mars...

.....I can't think of an appropriate adjective to describe my childish sense of glee at this point!

Does anyone know which of the Zodiacal signs are representative of Juno, Venus, Minerva and Paris.

I argue that Venus is Libra, not Taurus...wrong planet, but that's a whole 'nother arguement.

Well, I like embracing pretty broads, but why can't one embrace the broadness of chaos.. enjoying when things go wrong.. seing the flipside of beauracracy as normality and enjoying a hot dog on fridays.

Instigating the instigators! Provoking the provacateurs! Irritating the irrational order of ergonomics! A simple thing really when one thinks about it.. feeling the swirling of it all around us in everything.. just because a butterfly flaps it wings and as a result a discordian chokes on a hot dog bun doesn't mean that that is in fact a predetermined sequence of events.. no no.. lo to the person who doesn't yearn for the gib gnab... we learn about the ebb and flow.. the big give and take.. rarely does it sway one way then the other in perfect harmony and gives us this our daily chao..

This is what I embrace.. grasping at straw in the wind and enjoying the folly of it all.. running naked in a blizzard in the middle of the night.. voting an emu as emperor instead of an ostrich.. organized chaos and chaotic order.. fighting the man while being the man.. I enjoy the spectacle of things that don't belong like a lone evergreen at the top of a cliff or an oriental garden peeking out around the corner from midway up a skyscraper.. I like the status quo, it gives me something to disrupt to make this terrific ball of rock a little more bearable for my personality when I can't be outside of our society of order.

If you want a little more formality if you can't quite handle the nonsensical ravings of a lunatic fringe yet.. I repost in all its catmaticness.. the Pentabarf of Eris.

KNOW YE THIS O MAN OF FAITH!

I - There is no Goddess but Goddess and She is Your Goddess. There is no Erisian Movement but The Erisian Movement and it is The Erisian Movement. And every Golden Apple Corps is the beloved home of a Golden Worm.

II - A Discordian Shall Always use the Official Discordian Document Numbering System.

III - A Discordian is Required during his early Illumination to Go Off Alone & Partake Joyously of a Hot Dog on a Friday; this Devotive Ceremony to Remonstrate against the popular Paganisms of the Day: of Catholic Christendom (no meat on Friday), of Judaism (no meat of Pork), of Hindic Peoples (no meat of Beef), of Buddhists (no meat of animal), and of Discordians (no Hot Dog Buns).

IV - A Discordian shall Partake of No Hot Dog Buns, for Such was the Solace of Our Goddess when She was Confronted with The Original Snub.

V - A Discordian is Prohibited of Believing what he reads.

IT IS SO WRITTEN! SO BE IT. HAIL DISCORDIA! PROSECUTORS WILL BE TRANSGRESSICUTED.

We discordians must stick apart.

If you embrace it, it isn't chaos>>>

I've been reading a bit on "chaos"....I think I might be feelin ya on that one, brutha...

Thank you...

You've managed to keep me amused enough to stick around. ;-)