Discordianism

[Crystal Red]

I was just wondering if there are any Discordians here, they seem to be hard to find on the ol' interweb, or even if any of you want to know anything about it. That's all for now.

...fnord..

 

[goodjewishboy]

All hail Joshua Abraham Norton! Emperor of America and Protector of Mexico! ;-)

 

[DreamQuickBook]

I was just wondering if there are any Discordians here, they seem to be hard to find on the ol' interweb, or even if any of you want to know anything about it. That's all for now.

...fnord..

Hail Eris! I adore Discordians. The Principia Discordia is one of my favorite books to boot. Anyway, good to see ya here.

 

[StoneCrowUK]

hey im here. seems i am not alone!
but are "dreamQuickbook" and "goodJewishBoy" discordian.?.

 

[Mr Cheese]

I like discordian humor...

The cult of Cod is one of my faves

 

[kylina]

Just a thrown question as i've gotten interested in discordianism lately ; how does one go up about being discordian or can you just declare yourself as one if you feel like it? Sorry if this is a wrong post or something.

 

[Mr Cheese]

Just a thrown question as i've gotten interested in discordianism lately ; how does one go up about being discordian or can you just declare yourself as one if you feel like it? Sorry if this is a wrong post or something.

not sure...

I would say discordianism chiefly is a way of thinking

read the principa discordia, obviously

Discordianism is based on chaos magic I beleive...

def start with reading the discordian book thingy:

Principia Discordia | the book of Chaos, Discord and Confusion | Fnord!

 

[Frater Sisyphus]

9 years is nothing, this thread is more active than ever!

 

[dfnj]

I was just wondering if there are any Discordians here

Only when I'm trying to find the matching dress socks.

 

[dfnj]

This is a really clip from the movie Batman describing the motivations behind the character the Joker. I believe the Joker is clearly a Discordian!

 

[Frater Sisyphus]

All things are sacred except for which that are not. All things that aren't sacred are still sacred, because I say so. Now get off my lawn!

 

[Frater Sisyphus]

Discordianism is based on chaos magic I beleive...

Other way around - Chaos Magick is based on a similar premise to Discordianism (except without the humor) but is a different thing. Chaos Magick borrows a lot of ideas from guys like Austin Spare (sigil magick) and pieces of Thelema (more or less rituals) but removes any underlying system.

Discordianism (like Thelema) takes several ideas from Taoism (Daoism) and applies that to the reality tunnel idea (Timothy Leary/Anton Wilson), fused with the whole Eris mythology and a huge sense of humor.

They're both different but share an idea of chaos and individualism.

In Discordianism, we are all popes and look at our fellow Discordians with great suspicion.

 

[Frater Sisyphus]

All affirmations are true in some sense, false in some sense, meaningless in some sense, true and false in some sense, true and meaningless in some sense, false and meaningless in some sense, and true and false and meaningless in some sense........................in some sense

 

[Frater Sisyphus]

From the Principia Discordia:

THE BIRTH OF THE ERISIAN MOVEMENT -


THE REVELATION

Just prior to the decade of the nineteen-sixties, when Sputnik was
alone and new, and about the time that Ken Kesey took his first acid trip as
a medical volunteer; before underground newspapers, Viet Nam, and talk of a
second American Revolution; in the comparative quiet of the late
nineteen-fifties, just before the idea of RENAISSANCE became relevant....

Two young Californians, known later as Omar Ravenhurst and
Malaclypse the Younger, were indulging in their habit of sipping coffee at
an allnight bowling alley and generally solving the world's problems. This
particular evening the main subject of discussion was discord and they were
complaining to each other of the personal confusion they felt in their
respective lives. "Solve the problem of discord," said one, "and all other
problems will vanish." "Indeed," said the other, "chaos and strife are the
roots of all confusion."


FIRST I MUST SPRINKLE YOU
WITH FAIRY DUST

Suddenly the place became devoid of light. Then an utter silence enveloped
them, and a great stillness was felt. Then came a blinding flash of intense
light, as though their very psyches had gone nova. Then vision returned.

The two were dazed and neither moved nor spoke for several minutes.
They looked around and saw that the bowlers were frozen like statues in a
variety of comic positions, and that a bowling ball was steadfastly anchored
to the floor only inches from the pins that it had been sent to scatter. The
two looked at each other, totally unable to account for the phenomenon. The
condition was one of suspension, and one noticed that the clock had stopped.


There walked into the room a chimpanzee, shaggy and grey about the muzzle,
yet upright to his full five feet, and poised with natural majesty. He
carried a scroll and walked to the young men.

"Gentlemen," he said, "why does Pickering's Moon go about in reverse orbit?
Gentlemen, there are nipples on your chests; do you give milk? And what,
pray tell, Gentlemen, is to be done about Heisenberg's Law?" He paused.
"SOMEBODY HAD TO PUT ALL OF THIS CONFUSION HERE!"

And with that he revealed his scroll. It was a diagram, like a yin-yang with
a pentagon on one side and an apple on the other. And then he exploded and
the two lost consciousness.

ERIS - GODDESS OF CHAOS, DISCORD & CONFUSION

They awoke to the sound of pins clattering, and found the bowlers
engaged in their game and the waitress busy with making coffee. It was
apparant that their experience had been private.

They discussed their strange encounter and reconstructed from memory
the chimpanzee's diagram. Over the next five days they searched libraries to
find the significance of it, but were disappointed to uncover only
references to Taoism, the Korean flag, and Technocracy. It was not until
they traced the Greek writing on the apple that they discovered the ancient
Goddess known to the Greeks as ERIS and to the Romans as DISCORDIA. This was
on the fifth night, and when they slept that night each had a vivid dream of
a splendid woman whose eyes were as soft as feather and as deep as eternity
itself, and whose body was the spectacular dance of atoms and universes.
Pyrotechnics of pure energy formed her flowing hair, and rainbows manifested
and dissolved as she spoke in a warm and gentle voice:

I have come to tell you that you are free. Many ages ago, My consciousness
left man, that he might develop himself. I return to find this development
approaching completion, but hindered by fear and by misunderstanding.

You have built for yourselves psychic suits of armor, and clad in them, your
vision is restricted, your movements are clumsy and painful, your skin is
bruised, and your spirit is broiled in the sun.

I am chaos. I am the substance from which your artists and scientists build
rhythms. I am the spirit with which your children and clowns laugh in happy
anarchy. I am chaos. I am alive, and I tell you that you are free.

During the next months they studied philosophies and theologies, and
learned that ERIS or DISCORDIA was primarily feared by the ancients as being
disruptive. Indeed, the very concept of chaos was still considered
equivalent to strife and treated as a negative. "No wonder things are all
screwed up," they concluded, "they have got it all backwards." They found
that the principle of disorder was every much as significant as the
principle of order.

With this in mind, they studied the strange yin-yang. During a
meditation one afternoon, a voice came to them:

It is called THE SACRED CHAO. I appoint you Keepers of It. Therein you will
find anything you like. Speak of Me as DISCORD, to show contrast to the
pentagon. Tell constricted mankind that there are no rules, unless they
choose to invent rules. Keep close the words of Syadasti: 'TIS AN ILL WIND
THAT BLOWS NO MINDS. And remember that there is no tyranny in the State of
Confusion. For further information, consult your pineal gland.

"What is this?" mumbled one to the other, "A religion based on The
Goddess of Confusion? It is utter madness!"

And with those words, each looked at the other in absolute awe. Omar
began to giggle. Mal began to laugh. Omar began to jump up and down. Mal was
hooting and hollering to beat all hell. And amid squeals of mirth and with
tears on their cheeks, each appointed the other to be high priest of his own
madness, and together they declared themselves to be a society of Discordia,
for what ever that may turn out to be.

 

[Frater Sisyphus]

BUMPING THIS

From the Holy Book:

Which Is Real?

Do these 5 pebbles really form a pentagon? Those biased by the Aneristic Illusion would say yes. Those biased by the Eristic Illusion would say no. Criss-cross them and it is a star.
An Illuminated Mind can see all of these, yet he does not insist that any one is really true, or that none at all is true. Stars, and pentagons, and disorder are all his creations and he may do with them as he wishes. Indeed, even so the concept of number 5.
The real reality is there, but everything you KNOW about ``it'' is in your mind and yours to do with as you like. Conceptualization is art, and YOU ARE THE ARTIST.
Convictions cause convicts.






Starbuck made a ****load of money off those pebbles (the banter kept his players wondering about what shape the buggers were in, and completely took their minds off of which shell they were under) and eventually opened his very own temple, which predictably attracted its own brand of wackos.