Time to bid you a fond adieu, faithful readers (and I do see from the stat counter there are those who still pop in from time to time). It seems my time has finally passed, or I’ve finally realized that it passed sometime last winter. I believe next on the itinerary is a series of motivational speeches or some such endeavor. In my stead I leave you with that astute philosopher, Zadig. I will let him make his own introduction in his own time.

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Malik: Mal2 once told me that pacifism was a dilemma. If everybody was a pacifist then everything would be perfect. But nobody is going to be a pacifist unless I am first. But if I am and somebody else is not, then I get screwed. He said that there were five choices under that circumstance. The first was napalming farmers and the second was executing your parents. The third was hypocrisy, the fourth was cowardice, and the fifth was to swallow the dilemma. Zenarchists are trained in dilemma swallowing.

Occupant: So are other Erisians, like POEE.

Ignotius: That is characteristic of the Discordian perspective.

Hill: But of course training contradicts Discordian principles.

Malik: Oh so what. Contradictions are nothing to Discordians.

SPECIAL AFTERWORD to the Loompanics Edition of PRINCIPIA DISCORDIA G.H. Hill, San Francisco, 1979 INTERVIEW WITH NORTON CABAL by Gypsie Skripto, Special Correspondent

I do blog elsewhere. I tried out tumbler occasionally over the last year. Very nice system, in many ways better than Blogger. I think I shall start up there again. The main focus will be on the words–as opposed to the images here–that illustrate our illusions, be they Aneristic or Eristic.

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Please to enjoy your pagan holidays and all their variations…

One night in a meditation vision Avalokitesvara the Hearer and Answerer of Prayer said to me “You are empowered to remind people that they are utterly free” so I laid my hand on myself to remind myself first and then felt gay, yelled “Ta,” opened my eyes, and a shooting star shot. The innumerable worlds in the Milky Way, words. I ate my soup in little doleful bowlfuls and it tasted much better than in some vast tureen . . . my Japhy pea-and-bacon soup. I took two-hour naps every afternoon, waking up and realizing “none of this ever happened” as I looked around my mountaintop. The world was upsidedown hanging in an ocean of endless space and here were all these people sitting in theaters watching movies, down there in the world to which I would return. . . .

Jack Kerouac – The Dharma Bums

But other Powers as great
Fell not, but stand unshaken, from within
Or from without to all temptations armed!
Hadst thou the same free will and power to stand?
Thou hadst. Whom has thou then, or what, to accuse,
But Heaven’s free love dealt equally to all?
Be then his love accursed, since, love or hate,
To me alike it deals eternal woe.

John Milton. (1608–1674). Complete Poems.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

Lucian Freud’s “Naked Portrait with Reflection” is viewed through Barbara Hepworth’s “Sculpture with Colour (Oval Form) Pale Blue and Red” at Christie’s Auction house in London May 19, 2008. Freud’s work, painted in 1980, is expected to sell for between £10 and £15 million when it comes to auction on June 30 in London.

REUTERS/Luke Macgregor

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It has been suggested that more Blondes are needed around here.
How racialist.