The Principia Discordia
The hidden stone ripens Fast,
Then laid bare like a turnip
Can easily be cut out at last
But even then the danger isn’t past.
That man lives best who’s fain
To live half mad, half sane.
- Flemish poet Jan Van
Stijevoort, 1524.




THE ERISIAN AFFIRMATION

BEFORE THE GODDESS ERIS, I (name or holy name), do herewith declare myself a POEE BROTHER of THE LEGION OF DYNAMIC DISCORD.
HAIL HAIL HAIL HAIL HAIL ERIS ERIS ERIS ERIS ERIS
ALL HAIL DISCORDIA!

The presiding POEE Official (if any) responds:

ALL HAIL DISCORDIA!


To diverse gods
Do mortals bow;
Holy Cow, and
Wholly Chao.
- Rev. Dr. Grindlebone
Monroe Cabal


"COMMON SENSE IS WHAT TELLS YOU THAT THE WORLD IS FLAT."