Archive for the ‘Chaos’ Category

What Is Chaos?

January 31, 2007

Lust, Chico:72, 6006 YD

by: Irreverend Hugh, KSC

Chaos is everything you can’t stand lining up to take a shot at you when you least expect it….at the most unfair time…taking advantage of every one of your hidden vulnerabilities. Chaos doesn’t care about your feelings of uniqueness….Chaos is the motherload of uniqueness. She will smash you apart and make ten-thousand things in the future that will be more unique and special. Chaos doesn’t care about the fact that you feel somehow so special that you should be immortal. Chaos makes you and breaks you all the same. Chaos doesn’t care that you feel yourself to be anything at all because you can think. So what? Thought and consciousness is as common as air. Why should Chaos give a damn about you because you can think/feel/dream? Especially when the intricate patterns of a snowflake are more ornate than any of your monkey ramblings. Chaos is that whisper in your ear every time you feel your pulse and realize that your life depends on the smooth functioning of a muscle. Your so called independence and free-will is shattered. Your life can be cut short by something so small and insignificant as a virus. Chaos is a walk through a dark alley full of crack-fiending knife-wielding claw shrimp…as much as it is a walk through a nice park on a sunny day. Chaos is the roaring sax-like improv tune heard in the screech of an el-train car as it lurches off the tracks and hits the street below. Chaos is the chime-like crystal resonance of shards of glass falling after being blown out of a skyscraper. Chaos is the lone lunatic who flips out in a traffic jam and proceeds to stab out every else’s tires. Chaos is the voice you hear in your deepest “finding-thyself” moments telling you that it’s all full of shit. Chaos is the damned police sirens across the alley going all night making you get out of bed and toss hot water on the cops standing around smoking below. Chaos is when your bad tooth decides to go supernova and you face grows to twice its normal size. Chaos is all of these things and more….

It’s not that the universe is a nice place or a mean place. The universe just IS the way it is, without consideration for our feelings. It’s nothing personal. It’s just Chaos. You can try to philosophize all you want, but philosophy is just an attempt to escape from all the ‘dark’ and ‘scary’ parts of Chaos…i.e. the Chaos that you don’t like, as opposed to the Chaos that you like. Chaos is. Bow in reverence or don’t. See if She cares.

Chaos is you missing the bus/train/plane and cursing the sky for the rest of the day. Chaos is splashing red curry in your eyes and having nothing but jalapeno juice to rinse them out with. Chaos is getting stuck in the middle of a St. Patrick’s Day Parade with a british flag punk t-shirt and being too drunk to run away from the green swill mob. Chaos is you and every stupid/smart thing/thought you have done/thought. Chaos has nothing to teach and there is nothing to learn. Chaos is unspiritual. Chaos is crass. Chaos is commercial. Chaos is corporate. Chaos is a certain slick marketability, sort of like Che Guevara shirts. People buy and sell Chaos to be cool and ‘with it.’ People wear Chaos as a cosmetic that advertizes their attention whoring egos. Chaos is television stuck on all 500 channels at once. It is your cable modem going apeshit and assassinating your coffee maker. Chaos is the feeling in the bottom of your stomach when you realize you just ran over that pigeon. Chaos is alive and well and those of you who are going around saying all kinds of crap about Her….She has this to say:

“What happens when you try to kill the buddha and she kicks the bejesus out of you?”

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The Nature Of Eris

March 28, 2006


Chaos, pure and simple.

All things in the multiverse are inter-connected. All things are ultimately One.
The multiverse contains intelligence. That can not be denied.
Chaos underlines everything, because it is impossible for us to accurately predict what a single quantum particle will do in the future,so something as complex as a human being…..get over your ego’s,cause you can’t.

The nature of the Supreme is chaotic.
If you can explain what is on the mind of the Supreme, and can prove it, please, do so, I’d like to see it.
If the Supreme controls all, then the Supreme is a sadistic bastard who should be overthrown.
If the Supreme just watches and does nothing, then the Supreme is a sick asshole.
But if the nature of the Supreme is chaotic, the Supreme is blameless for all that happens, because in chaos, shit happens, because there is no planning of chaos, chaos just happens. (That is why i am a Erisian. Eris goes through whatever I am going through. And if SHE can deal with it and overcome, so can I).
How ever you believe the Supreme to be, it is. Just don’t expect everyone else to see the Supreme the same way. Theirs are just as valid as anyone else’s.

All named deities are projections of human vanity.
We create the myths. We give them personalities. We give them life and meaning. Our cultures shape the gods, not the other way around (unless of course, you can present proof to the otherwise).
I don’t owe the “Gods” anything.
I didn’t ask to be born, and I know that the the multiverse is not bound in anyway to be fair, so screw them.
I am born of Chaos, I am shaped by chaos, and I will one day return to chaos.
That is the only TRUTH that I have been able to discover.
Everything else is just bullshit egotistical rhetoric.

Maybe i’ll wake up tomorrow, maybe I won’t. If I wake up tomorrow, there is going to be a number of “stuff” I am going to have to deal with through out the day. What will be that “stuff I’ll have to deal with. How the hades should I know?
Do anyone here knows?
Please feel free to clue me in if you do.
Otherwise, whatever comes my way, I will have to deal with, or I don’t.
I may even die tomorrow, can anyone guarantee me that I won’t?

All I know that Eris has given me the ability to deal with any chaos for the last 40 years, and still come out alive. That is the only thing I am thankful for.

Since all things are One, all things are ultimately divine. All things must deal with both the unexpected, and change.
That is a Universal Truth.
All things must adapt or be destroyed, to make way for something that can,
That is a Universal Truth.

"It’s Chaos!"

September 3, 2005

In the coverage of the New Orleans disaster I have heard a minimum of five different newscasters describe the situation down there as “It’s chaos!” . . . well, yes . . . but EVERYthing is chaos. A flower growing in a field is part of chaos. A horse running down a road is part of chaos. A fire eating up a house is part of chaos. A riot is part of chaos, and so is the end of the riot.

What they really mean is that disorder is ruling down there, for the time being, not chaos.

Chaos was always there.

Vacation Reflections

July 25, 2005

I feel like I keep restating the same thing over and over lately, what with my reflections on Apostasia Gloriana and Smug Hank’s wedding recently, and now this . . . but if it’s true, it’s true.

Spent an amazing week near the water . . . collected my wits, relaxed, got sunburnt, talked, laughed, ate, smoke, drank, and was merry. The older I get, those are the only things that seem to matter. I haven’t spent that much time with St. Ray and St.Babs since I lived with them, and it made me sort of miss it. It would be worth considering if Dharma Jam was able to be there, as she was last week.

To close, let me say that if you ever wish to view chaos in its most obvious form, look no further than your closest beach. Watching the waves splash in over and over was mesmerizing, and chaos was evident in each and every wave. Just try to guess where the next one will hit, or how tall it will be. I dare you.

No, I triple dog dare you.

Hail Eris.

All Hail Discordia

June 7, 2005

Chaos is beneath everything, like the little kid under the floorboards in The Changeling . . . just sitting there, quietly observing you.

The simple fact “is”, you are an agent of Mummu, whether you like it or not. Everything you do, every single day, in some small way, adds to the mania that is our chaotic multiverse . . . You can either add to the disorder, which escalates chaos, or you can attempt to add to the notion of order, which also escalates chaos. You are screwed if you do, and you are screwed if you don’t. You’re even screwed for just thinking about it.

Chaos is all around you. Fighting it will not help.

There is an old Taoist story about a man who was observed to fall into what was known as a man killing waterfall. He plunged in, was missing for a few seconds, and eventually made his way to the surface, and swam ashore. The people watching him were stunned. They asked him how he managed to survive.

“Quite simple,” he answered. “I didn’t try to struggle against the water’s superior force. I went with the current and knew that it would eventually show me the way”

It’s the same with chaos. Go with the flow, my brothers and sisters.

It is for this reason, I believe, that we Discordians follow “Hail Eris” with “ALL Hail Discordia”

Hail Eris. ALL Hail Discordia!