The Eris Entropius ______________________ Book Two The EntroHocusPocus Doctrine of The Holy Chapter of Froot Loops, and Useful Text file. THE WANDERINGS OR FALSIFICATIONS OF THE ONE THOUGHT OF His AssHoliness S'Wingitus Dickitomus (John Kanash) Wherein Is Explained Absolutely Everything Worth Knowing About Absolutely Anything and then Some, but not as much as before....Wich was more. except for when more was explained, but less was known, but not as much when more was beleived to be known, because that was false. in case you are wondering, is a benevelont dictatorship, an echological experiment, an exercise in guerrilla ontology known as *** FROOT LOOPS **** This Text File describes a Wayward sect of The Discordian Soceity. The Froot Loops Cult as it is come to be called by some, is not as religously devout as others of its kind, and Prefers to work in Mundane guises. Essentially We are to Fido What Erisians are to Christianity. We have developed our Entire Culture around the Tellecomunications medium of our Faith. We speak of BBS's as one might of their Temples. We speak of Echos as one might of their Streets or Plazas or Stables. WE speak of Cheese doodles and Chilled Toilet Seats as if it were Cheese doodles and Chilled Toilet Seats so as you can see, we are "tetched by the fever". ________ Introduction _____________ Much as Inspired by the Devout faith of Erisians,and the Principia Discordia, This book destined to be a (Literatus Immortalus) as great as perhaps something written by wise old guys, who are long since dead. Perhaps even greater than the Principia Discordia, or the Farmers Almanac. One thing that Distresses me, is that the author of the PD, was so Vague about who created, as if anyone cared that an alien Inteligence of Some magnitude had created this text file, in order to subvert human Kind into its servitude...I mean this is immaterial.This is the Second book, if you do not have the Lost first book,then you will suffer until you do.IF you do not have the books written after these, then either we have not written them yet, or they do not yet exist, in this reality/form. Entropian Motto: I did not do it, nobody saw me, you cannot prove anything, especially that. __________________________________________________________ to appreciate the full flavour; others again are subtly ironical or cynical. At first sight the book is a jumble of nonsense intended to insult the reader. It requires infinite study, sympathy, intuition and initiation. Given these I do not hesitate to claim that in none other of my writings have I given so pro- found and comprehensive an exposition of my philosophy on every plane...." ---Alleister Crowley Book Of Lies Letters, WE get lots and lots of letters, -Dave Lettermans Mailbag theme circa 1993 Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part two of 15 ---------------------------------- Thats absolutely right, you do not need the First Book to learn about Eris, or even the Froot Loops Cult,but it sure does help, ofcourse you do not need Air to live, well ok, you do, but it you can go without it for a little while, And thats exactly what your life could be like, if you are the next contenstant, in the Super Showcase for megaenlightment and superspirituality on the popular interplanal game Show: "The Price is Flaxxe".... (not to be confused with the Archwizardress Sandra Price).... ==================================== There is a body that enfolds the Whole of the world; imagine it in the form of a circle, for this is the form of the whole.....Imagine now that under the circle of this body are the 36 decans, midway between the total circle and the circle of the Zodiac, transported along it with planets... the changing of kings, the rising up of cities, famine, plague, the tides of the sea, earthquakes: none of these takes place without the influence of the Decans. --Corpus Hermeticus, excerptum VI -------------------------------------- From: Spom To: Spam Subject: ANYONE WHO IS NOT A WOMBAT SYSTEMS ANALYST, LOOK THE OTHER WAY! Note: 1) Twelve Underwoobs referenced this system not two hours ago, leaving trails of Liederhosen from here to St. Pauls, Minneapolis, and Fresno. 2) Twlve burrito-brained beasts from the beyond recently sabotaged the system's capacity for nonviolence, leaving only traces of jello and mud. 3) There is a small fracture in cluster seven, section twelve, of WOMBAT main core, resulting in freak bursts of pink laser light which reveal our structures to receptive humans. See to its repair. 4) Bonk. 5) There have been no fewer than wombat underwoobic microprosopi on the loose for no more than delta plus q.y hours. Return them at once. 6) There is no 6. -WSA Gecko #4658 ----------------------------- The Treasure of Spirituality and all its trappings, is not in the deceiving of the masses and the convincing them of the falseitys of mythology are fact. The value is in the beleiving in something, The communion, the bonding that commen-tie, even if other groups, are opposed to the trappings of your faith. The real goal, should be to unite all the faiths, but as the nature of humans, and goddesses is to disagree, that is all but impossible. So what is the value of immersing oneself in a religion,especially this one? As Humans crave Food for nourishment, and natural Crave the company of others for Mating purpouses, it is our beleif that they crave spirituality, not neccisarily in the form of mytic babble, but perhaps in Science, in empirical logic. All but the most ignorant of us, want to feel a purpouse in life, and Spirituality can give a person that fuffillment. The best part about our faith, is that we have cool partys, and some of the niftiest mythology. Also Hooters, thats something, that is very holy, to us....And Hot Dogs...not many faiths, have hot dogs, as part of its mythology/spiritual trappings, and that might be what puts us above other faiths. ---The Reverand Step-Polyfather Swinging Dick --Sermon on Mt.Baldie, given while entirely intoxicated. **************** note: While we do not advocate intoxication, we do not, not advocate it, if you know what we don't mean. ******************************************** Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Three of 15 ---------------------------------- The Age of Antonines....The World was full of marvelous correspondences, subtle resemblances; the only way to penetrate them--and to be penetrated by them---was through dreams, oracles, magic, wich allow us to act on nature and her forces, moving like with like. Knowledge is elusive and volatile; it escapes measurement. ------------------------------------------- From: Flog Sonata To: St.Half-Mad A Treatise on The UNTHWAKABLES. The secret inner core of the MOOist church. They live in shadows, and never brush their teeth... They are (dramatic music) The Unthwakables. Lurking in darkness, the unthwakables perform strange and mysterious rites for their ring leader, one St.Half Mad. Armed only with wet sponges, the unthwakables are calm, cool, and completely psychotic. They feed off your lack of fear. They wear funny hats. They know when you are sleeping, and they'll guess when you're awake about 50% of the time. They are, the unthwakables! They carve soap into funny animal shapes. They haunt you like the plague. They feed your pets rare and disaterous herbs that cause your pets excretions to be bright beige. They are, the unthwakables. ------------------------------------------------------- Knowledge is wasted on the Youth, for in there minds, they have it all, yet the old will not beleive them. ------------------------------------ Answers to the Quiz in Book one 1: -------------------------------- 1. Two Avocadoes would remain. 2. Family Fued. 3. 72 4. There is no answer 5."Crotch-full a lovin" -------------------------------------------------- The Tale of Saint Cyprian --------------------------- Saint Cyprian of Antioch, led a wondorous life. He was such a cool Saint, that he is surely to be adopted and cherished by Erisians, Magic spells of Love, and to cause your enemys Death, are attributed to this Funkadellic Saint of the Silver Age. His parents wanted him to know about the Earth, Land, Sea and Air,so they sent him to the most distant realms, that he might acquire all mysteries, including the generation and corruption of herbs, and the virtues of plants and animals. The secrets not of Natural History, but Occult Science, those buried in the depths of distant and archaic traditions. At Delphi, Cyprian Dedicated himself to follow Appollo ("Follow Appollo" was the catchy Motto of the faith, devised by High Preist Smokus Doobus of Cyprus). and there he dedicated himself also to the draumaturgy of the Serpent, but it was widely beleived, that he did not inhale, or enjoy it. He Studied the "Mysteries of Mithra" (a Slogan devised by the High Preistess Cuntialipptys, after hearing of the snazzy "Follow Appollo" Motto), on Mount Olmpus he was guided by fifteen hierophants, but they did not have a catch-phrase that struck him as very cool, so he left and went to Argos. In Argos, he attended the Rites to summon the Prince of this World, in order to master his intrigues. Then in Delios was initiated into the Mysterys of Hera "Hera comes to save the Day" (was a very silly motto, but acceptable enough). In Phrygia he learned heptascopic Fortunetelling, and eventually there was nothing left of land, sea, and air that he did not know, no ghost, no object, no artifice of any kind, not even the art of altering writing through the use of Sorcery. In the Underground Temples of Memphis (egypt or Tennessee, not sure) he had learned how demons communicate with earthly things and places, what they loathe and love, how they dwell in darkness and how they mount resistance in certain domains, how they put secret backward messages in Perry Como Recordings, how they are able to possess souls and bodies, the feats of higher knowledge they can preform, of memory, terror, and illusion, and the art of causing turmoil in the earth, influencing underground currents. But alas, he was converted to Eris, but something of his knowledge, is kept here, in the mouths and minds of the Idolaters of Froot Loops. We have yet to unlock the secrets, but of this, that which is known, is that Crisco will be used, and plenty of it. * note: Butter flavored Crisco, has been ruled out, as blaspheme. Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part four of 15 ---------------------------------- Attributed To Crysarides of Eris: Ah, but you certainly got a pro for your cons. Perhaps we should consider having her prose at Cannes, in a filmicallity style? &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& "Hooters, we want Hooters" Attributed to Homer Simpson or Al Bundy, scholars of the 20th century ------------------------------------------------------ Message from Archdruid Dick: Do you beleive all the people who dance tonight will know the meaning of the chants they utter? fortunately they do not, and each unknown name will be a kind of breathing excercise, a mystical vocalization. \\\\\\\\\\///////////// yogsogoth is your friend, without an "r"................. ///////////\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ It has returned. Those dissatisfied with the vagaries of conventional networks -- the politics, gateways to and from the nether regions, and sheer choice of numbers -- are instigated into becoming one with what has been described in contemporary fiction as The Mind; The Force; That Vision Thing; and much much more! Froot Loopian Philosophy is upon ye bretheren.......Embrace it like you might embrace an ugly, smelly person while intoxicated at a party or nightclub, under the illusion, that this is the most beautiful person you have ever wanted to have meaningless sex with... =============== AS a represenetive of Ugly Smelly people, I resemble the above remark...I should be offended, but speaking for ugly,smelly people everywhere, I condone having meaningless sex with us. ---Saint Fergusin, ------------------------- Noses of God (Summary of AC's polytheism) Here are the results of the Crowley's Favorite God Poll. The numbers represent the number of books, essays, letters, rituals, etc. that deal with the God in Question, rather than an absolute number of mentions. Offhand, I would say that Egyptian was his favorite flavour, and Horus his favorite God, though Ra and Mercury would appear to Place and Show. I threw a couple of Norse Pantheon types in so as to make the Luciferians feel better. Also, strictly speaking, I suppose that Set is part of the Egyptian Pantheon too, but the number of works dealing with him would not significantly affect the Egyptian Factor anyway. Odin 3 +Freya 0 ------------------------------- 3 Satan 17 +Shaitan 2 +Set 18 +Lucifer 4 -------------------------------- 41 Saturn or Chronos 24 +Mars or Ares 38 +Venus or Aphrodite 14 +Jupiter or Zeus 31 +Mercury or Hermes 52 -------------------------------- 169 Osiris 47 +Horus 59 +Ra, etc. 53 +Isis 38 +Thoth or Tahuti 29 +Heru etc. 16 -------------------------------- 252 Caveats: I do not represent this to be an exhaustive search. Exhausting, yes, but Crowley's writings fill many shelves and filing cabinets, and the time involved (not to mention some travel) would be prohibitive to getting a complete answer inside of a year. This sampling is only from material that has been recorded electomagnetically. Luckily, most publishers of current editions have done their typesetting on computers, and so we have the majority of Crowley's books now in print in the index. It also means that his early poetry, now almost completely out of print and/or demand, is not represented as well as might be hoped. Tony Inter Alia Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part five of 15 ---------------------------------- The Book of Explanations: Early Explanations of the Froot Loops Faith: Ancient Scriptures written By Ancient Hittite S'wingitus D'ickitius the Younger, Translated from the Cuniform This is the froot loops, It is place where naked women,who are all Quite good looking and single, Converse about how they would like to meet a Computer geek, or complete stranger over the bbs. You are fotunate to even be in this Extremely Useful Echo area. Well it is actually not a place where Naked Women, Converse about how they would like to meet a Computer Geek, or complete stranger over the bbs. I chose the namefroot loops, because I figured it would make most people curious. I am not in the habit of explaining anything I do on BBS's, because Fear and Ignorance, are my two favorite tools. Since I am no longer a sysop, but a moderator I figure, I might want to explain a little here in the beginning. Think of this as an Ancient Roman Forum, where Ideas and Thoughts are presented and debated by anyone who feels like participating, and those that participate feel a sense of joy and Community involvement. No, Come to think of it, thats not at all what this net is about, Let me try again. Think of this Echo, as a Bunch of frightened monkeys, hiding in an open field under a single tree,in the cold rain. With The Larger Monkeys, Taking their place high in the tree, only to be struck by lightning. The Smaller, weaker monkeys are easy prey for the Roaming Jackals. When the rain ends, nothing but dead, smoking Monkey flesh remains....No thats not at all what this echo is about, Forget all that too. Ok, Picture the above two Examples, Mixed together into one concept. Throw in a Moderator...Now do not think of me as the typical moderator. Over time, you will get to Know me, I am Called "Swinging Dick" by my friends, but you may call me "John Kanash", I have been known to answer to "ALL" from time to time. Thats not important right now. I am open to alot of ideas, I will gladly converse with just about anyone, regarding almost any subject, however since this is my net, from time to time I will declare a topic or present some information. All I need you, as a user to do, is to Read it all very carefully, comment on it, and Apply negative advertising about this echo everywhere you go. What I mean is, insist that people not Read this echo, Tell the sysops to stop carrying it in the name of decency, Warn people not to get embroiled in the discussions in this echo. This will result in alot of people doing just the oppisite of What you tell them. I am not sure, but I call this Phenomenon "Swinging Dicks First Law of Cheese" There is no reason for that, I just thought I would share it with you. Remember when negative advertising the Echo, to inadvertently, but blatantly tell people how to get to the Echo. The name of this Echo, is Currently froot loops as you probably know. This is subject to change, periodically, so do not get too attached to the name. I am a big fan of mediocrity, and the chinsey, and gaudy aspects of life, and hopefully this echo will reflect that. I Also tend to refer to an "Echo" as a "NET", however the "NET" represents a group of Echo's, You will have to learn to live with it. I will be posting The Rules of this Echo, The sysops carrying the echo, have the responsibility to scan for "OFFICIAL RULES". They must the Correlate them, Zip them, Convert them to Gifs, then into .PCX files, IF time permits, they should read them aloud in sound files. They should make them available for Download, Users should then Download them, and Print them onto Parchment colored Paper,or If they do not have parchment, should atleast use a nice border to surround the text, Then Place them into a black, plastic 3-ring binder. Do not use one or two ring binders, as there is a greater chance the paper can be torn out, and you might lose one of the valued rules. These rules are to be guarded dearly, and coveted like religious Artifacts. Failure to follow even One of them will result in Extreme pain, Monstorous amounts of Bullshit, Monogamy, And eventual death threats. This is not limited to the "rule breaker" or offender. I may punish someone who is completely innocent, as a warning to the offender. I ofcourse, am not limited to following the rules, as I will be to busy making up new ones, and conducting indepth investigations and Trial revue boards. Pressing "N" or ">enter<" or any number, or any key on your keyboard means that you accept this as gospel, and that you are more than willing to suffer the consequences, and possibly have a good time on thefroot loops. Thanks very little, Swinging Dick! BTW---Please ignore the above text, do not read it, or believe it. --------------------- Explanation #2: There is no explantion. Explanation #3: fnord. Explanation #4 it is 5 tonnes of flaxxe ------------------------------------------ --I did not know I was looking in the womens showers, honest... ----Early confused pre-teen Erisian book of explanation part five, of 15 book two principia Entropius. ------------------------------ Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part six of 15 ---------------------------------- Griffian Beleif system: One Doctrine of Froot Loopism is based on portions of the Andy Griffith show. Only the Black and White episodes are signfigant, because the colors of black, white and grey are symbolic of lifes internal morality/struggle. Each episode has specific moral values, that can be studied, and used to inspire. It is our hope, that it is used, to indoctrinate future genetically bred clone-warriors, into Cold-ruthless religous zealot killers who will serve to protect our empire, or to merely give old ladys comfort at night, with a growing understanding of basic human morality and charity. One might think, that St. Andy would be the most revered, this is not the case. St. Floyd the Barber, is the most honored of all the Griffinian demi-gods. For it is he, who was most sedate, and on the best medication of all of them, surpassing even the wisdom of St. Otis the Drunk. St Floyd with his drawn out words, and hidden meanings, revealed the cold ruthless killer inside, and it is theorized that St.Floyd was one of the first transylvanians, sent here to infiltrate earth. This is ofcourse utter Bullcrap. You can read more about the exacting Dogmas and wisdom of the Griffinian Beleif, in the lost manuscripts of "The Books of Mayberry". Griffinian Demi-Gods _________________ St. Floyd--god of better living through medication, St. Otis the Drunk-god of bondage and alcohol induced hallucinations. St. Goober--God of Guns and Cars, and sorry Cary Grant impersanations. St. Barney--god of Internal Security and Street Crossing. St. Aunt Bea--Goddess of Homemaking and worrying St. Gomer--God of Marines and the Wisdom of Tao. St. Andy--God of Matlockians St. Opie--God of the unfaithful St. Raif--God of Inbreeding and Unlawful production of Hallucinogens. St. Ernest T.God of The "Vern Faith" *note St. Barney, is not to be confused with the Evil and cretinous Barney the lovable dinosaur, Grimaces evil brother. Excerpts from the Book of Mayberry: 2:9 Book of Otis: And Otis did ride his Sacred Cow down the streets of Mayberry, claiming for all that it was the greatest horse money could buy. --Interpretation: The classic "Emperors Clothes" parable. 3:1 Book of Otis: I will have a snort, andy. stuttered Saint Otis... --Interpretation: could be meant in many different ways, the meanings differ wildly amongst sects of the Griffinian sub-faith. 2:7 Book of Floyd: Hey andy, I think you need a haircut, yeah, a haircut, oooo, hows opie doing? ooooo I got to tell you, opie came in here, with some freinds of his, and broke my barber pole, ooo that wasn't very nice, andy...ooooo, what are we going to do? --Interpretation: some have indicated, this is the fall from grace for opie, and one reason his allowance is so low. It is widely beleived by griffinians, that Those who are unfaithful of the griffinian faith (but not those, who were never given an indoctrination into the faith), When they die, will live as children in mayberry, and wonder why there allowance is a third of what other boys and girls get, these people are under the guidance of The Fallen Saint Opie, Keeper of the Sacred Candle, and have a secret club, wich meets in barns. 1:1 Book of feif: nip it in the bud! ---Interpretation-classically beleived to mean to stop blashpemy before it started, and followers of St. Barney are very paranoid as a result. Others, especially of the Hashish faith, revere this in the growing of Hemp. It is beleived that Those not indoctrinated into the faith of Griffinians, Must spend eternal life in Mt. Pilot, taking jobs in local restaraunts and shops, and serving those who live in Mayberry, eternal resting place of placidity, for the faithful. Those who reject the faith, after being indoctrinated, are sent away to the big city, wich is filled with peril and must play with Jimmy Fleet and his band with a big beat as punishment. ----------------------------------------------------------- The Matlockians are a hybrid faith, who revere St. Andy as the patron Of their Faith, and these people generally revere the old eccentric members of their faith, as very wise and keen. It is a custom of their faith, to tell a story for an entire hour, and then deliver the plot/moral as something completely unrelated/unexpected. This is called the Holy suspense, but thought of as quite boring by those not of the faith, because every story, seems almost identical. ----------------------********------------------------------ It is beleived the Vern Faith, borrowed heavily from Saint Ernest T. While the Verns, are Monotheistic, recognizing a slightly different Ernest, and none of the other griffinian Saints; They are quite stupid and gullible. They preface all prayers with the phrase "Hey Vern" and instead of "Amen" say "Know whut Amean"... There religous Documents are few, having mostly illiterate followers, they were forced to place their holy relics on VHS available in Blockbuster Temples everywhere. ------------------------------------------------------------- (Honk if you Fnord) ---------------------------------------------------------- Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part seven of 15 ---------------------------------- The analogy of opposites is the relation of light to shadow, peak to abyss, fullness to void. Allegory, mother of all dogmas, is the replacement of the seal by the Hallmark, or reality by shadow; it is the falsehood of truth, and the truth of falsehood. ---Eliphas Levi, --Dogme de la haute magie, page 22 ------------------------------------------ From: Altar Ego To: Flog Sonata Subject: Cheap laughs cost your soul plenty. The more rules, the less room in which to move. Humours rules are invisible, so that true jokes (or accidental ones) can walk right through the barriers. Bad Humour creates its own blockages, just like a poor diet. PRUNING SHEARS - THE SHORTCUT TO INTESTINAL BLISS! - kISS tHE cOLON, Atlantis Eon P.S.- Have you ever gotten too close to a dead Horse, flog? I don't know if anyone's made such oblique implications to you before... A L L H A I L F L O G S I N A T R A ! * * * * * Thall Shalt Hail False Prophets Before me.... it makes them think, we beleive them.... ---The Goddess Eris * * * * * ALL HAIL FROOT LOOPS!!!!!! The Amparo Argument: The particular Emprical Event does not matter, if its an "ideal principle": That wich cannot be verified under ideal conditions, and ideal meaning: never. But its still true. ------------------------------------- * * * * * Thou Shalt Hail Things that could be true, or could be false, it will confuse others... -----The Goddess Eris * * * * * A parable: The Pedantic Ethnologist. ############################# The Ethnologist spent many years studying cannibalism. He challenges the smugness of the whites by assuring everybody that actually human flesh is delicous. Then one doubter decides to see for himself and performs the experiment--on him. As the Ethnologist is devoured piece by piece, he hopes, for he will never know who was right, that atleast he is delicous, wich will justify the ritual and his death. Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Eight of 15 ---------------------------------- Better Real than a dream, Atleast if something is Real, then you are not to blame. ---------Erisian Proverb. -------------------------------------- Lean to the Right Rush Rules Does anyone talk to Rush on Compuserve? I talk to Rush spiritually and mentally. I talk to rush, through the TV screen. I talk to Rush,when I am in a car, I do not go far, just to get a jar. I talk to Rush, and I talk to Van Halen...I talk to The animals... I do not wear a green Hat.... ---Excerpt from the Unpublished Dr. Suess Classic, The return of the Naked Godivas, for sega genisis. ((((((((AVAILABLE IN MORONOSOUND))))))))) WHERE AVAILABLE ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Abulafrians: Use Cypher code: Right. gmptf@ __________________________________________________ --Vulcan Humorism-- Acolyte to Thom Gnos: "Hey someone told me my days were numbered!" Thom Gnos: "Sure enough, on your Calender, each day has a numerical value" ------------------------------------------------- The Picatrix The unholy Milanese Magazine of Occult Swimsuit edition now available ----Cover goes to Isis, Egyptian Goddess -----------------<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>------------- Those of you, who revere other faiths, who might be examineing this document, (especially Jewish or Christians) might be calling it blashpemy. Remember the words of Job: Will you speak unjustly on Gods Behalf? Will you speak deceitfully for him? What will happen we he examines you? Will you fool him, as one fools men? --Job 13:7-9. Essentially here The freinds have cautioned Job "your saying Terrible things about god, and hes going to be very angry at you." Job replys "IF god is a god worth worshipping, I have to beleive that he respects my honesty more than your flattery. I may be theologically wrong in what I say about your god, but I am saying what I think and feel to be true, not what I think god wants to hear, and I have to beleive that God respects that." So just bear that in Mind When Viewing other Peoples viewpoints about Gods or Goddess. Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Nine of 15 ---------------------------------- Froot Loopian/Dead Head Game: Zoo, zortch, etc. These are the play terms in a word and eye contact game called"Zoom!", which is one of many games gathered by the folks at the New Gamers Foundation and published in their books. Basically, you get five or more people in a circle(the more the merrier) and instruct them that there are five basic plays to this game... "Zoom" is the basic move, and moves the "zoom" from person to nexzt person...to move a zoom, look at the person next to you(head movement is absolutely necesary) and say to him"Zoom"...he/she is now the possessor of the "Zoom", and may turn head to the person next to them and say "zoom", or they can do the second move, which is the "Zortch". When you "zortch" a "zoom", it's basically like blocking a shot in basketball. It stops the "Zoom" and sends it back to the original sender. In this case, the "zortcher" must continue to look at the original "zoomer" and does not turn the head. Now comes the complicated part..."mafigliano's" and a term which I assume "boing" means, the "ignorential lenki"...these are zooms and zortches with head fakes thrown in...for a "mafigliano", you are sending the zoom to the next player, but continue to look at the player who sent the zoom to you...for the "ignorential lenki", you zortch the player who sent you the zoom, but you do so while turning your head to the next player, as if to continue the zoom. Things get going pretty good, once everybody gets the hang of it...but what happens when someone is stuck(the folks on either side of him keep zortching his zooms?)? Our fifth move, the desperation move, comes in...if you're stuck, look at anyone in the circle and say "Hogwash" and that sends the zoom to them. Remember the basic tenets of new games-Have Fun, Play Hard, and Nobody Gets Hurt. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Simply because they change and hide their names, do not give their right age, and by their own admission go about without allowing themselves to be recognized, there is no logic that can deny that they neccesarily must exist. -----Heinrich Neuhaus Confesio Fraternis Roseae Crucis ad eruditos Europae Page 5 ------------------- Ponder the Mystery: Games without Frontiers, War without Fears... -------------------------------------------------- The I am Rubber you Are Glue Buddhist\Eris Doctrine: ___________________________________________________ Excerpted from The Sutra of Fourty-Two Sections: And the blessed One Observed the Ways of Soceity and noticed how much misery came from malignity and foolish offences done only to gratify vanity and self-seeking pride. And the Buddha Said: If a man foolishly does me Wrong, I will return Him the protection of my ungrudging Love; the More evil comes from him, the more good shall go from me; the fragrance of goodness always comes to me.and the Harmful Air of Evil, goes to Him.* A Foolish Man, Learning that the Buddha observed the principle o great love which commends the return of good for evil, came and abused him. The Buddha was silent pitying his folly. When the man had finished his abuse, the Buddha asked him, saying "son, if a man declined to accept a present made to him, to whom would the present belong?" And he Answered: "In that case it would belong to the man that had offered it." "My son," said the Buddha, "Thou hast railed me, but I decline to accept thy abuse, and request thee to keep it thyself. Will it not be a source of misery to thee? AS the echo belongs to the sounds, and the Shadow to the substance, so misery will over-take the evil doer without fail." The abuser made no reply, and Buddha Continued. "A wicked Man who reproaches a virtous one is like one who looks up and spits at heaven; the spittle soils not the heaven, but comes back and defiles his own person." "The Slanderer is like one who flings dust at another when the wind is contrar; the Dust does but to return on him who threw it. The virtuous man cannot be hur and the misery that the other would inflict comes back on himself." "Besides that, if you really piss me off, I will do some of that Kung-fu shit on you, and make you wish You had tried this shit with Jesus or something." ========================================================= *-see Curse of Fergusins Evil Air. Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Ten of 15 ---------------------------------- Pinball An Eris/Loopian Game ============================= You don't play pinball with your hands, you play it with your groin too. The Pinball problem is not to stop the ball before its swallowed by the mouth at the bottom, or to kick it back to mid-feild like a half-back.The Problem is to make it stay up, where the lighted targets are more numerous and have it bounce from one to another, wandering, confused,delirious, but still a free agent. And you acheive this, not by jolting the ball, but by transmitting vibrations to the case, the frame, but gently so the machine won't catch on and say Tilt. You can only do it with the groin, or with the play of the hips that makes the groin not so much bump, as slither, keeping you on the side of an orgasm. And if the hips move according to nature, its the buttocks that supply the forward thrust, but gracefully, so that when the thrust reaches the pelvic area, it is softened, as in homeopathy,where the more you shake a solution and the more the drug dissolves in the water added gradually, until the drug has almost entirely disappeared, the more medically effective and potent it is. Thus from the groin and infinitesmal pulse is transmitted to the case, and the machine obeys, the ball moves against nature, against inertia, against gravity, against the laws of dynamics, and against the cleverness of its creator, who wanted it disobediant. The ball is intoxicated with vis movendi, remaining in play for memorable and immemorial lengths of time. nothing between the Jeans and the Subliminated fury must interpose the connection, besides skin, nerves, padded bone....Infact the best player, would be a women, with a subliminated erotic fury, a sly frigidity, a disinterested adaptablity to the partners response, a taste for arousing desire without suffering the excess of ones own: The Amazon must drive the pinball crazy and savor the thought that she will then abandon it. That is why this is obviously a game devised by the Goddess. * * * * * "Excuse me while I go spank my monkey" --Saint Butthead. * * * * * Mooist Communiquado Intercepto ------------------------------ From: Flog Sonata To: Partyman Subject: Bishop of Pain. Sadly, I am not in pain now that I have been made a bishop. How sad for all of us. Halfy was expecting me to writhe as if I had maggots in my gut, and yet I feel a ZENish inner tranquility. Everybody in de house say "OM!" "OM!" Putcha hands togethuh for Master Bish-UP, Flog-guh, SO-NOT-ah! If'n the gods be so funky, Like my l'il pink monkey, Den der ain't no reason-nuh, For huntin' season-nuh. What? Oh, sorry. I've been experimenting with chanelling. That was my spirit guide who seems to be named Flog-guh SO-NOT-ah. He's a medieval rapper. He sometimes possesses me and makes me rap. Quite embarassing. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Eleven of 15 ---------------------------------- Channelling By Deacon Noz _________________________ There I was: seventy-two straight hours of transcendental meditation and I'd passed the Twilight Zone, gone beyond the lunatic fringe, seen Elvis (he's on the Slim Fast plan and looking pretty good), and reached Nirvana. God was there. Well, he looked like god. No one else could dress that badly and get away with it. Okay, there's Madonna; point taken. But this guy--he was archaic.Had on this sort of toga thing that was twelve different shades of white. He was old too, in his billions maybe. Much too old to be going to a toga party, so you have to figure he meant to dress that way. Didn't matter. I hadn't come all this way for fashion lessons. I wanted the meaning of life. Who better to ask? He was asleep. I tried shaking him awake. You know, a gentle tap on the shoulder and a, "Hey your Holyness, time to wake up". Creep didn't budge, so I kicked him--hey, I was in a hurry, alright? "Uh, what?" he said. "Mikey, is that you? Just a a few more hours, okay? Then I promise to do something about that AIDS business." "No, it's me. Noz. Remember?" Blood-shot eyes squinted at me. He sat up. "Noz? What's a Noz?" "Me. I'm a Noz. Nice to meet you." I stuck out my hand. "No. This can't be happening. It's a dream, right? Something Luke cooked up to spoil my nap?" "Wrong-o." "Thought we'd gotten rid of you." "Why would you do that?" "Uh? Oh, no reason. Forget it. So, what do you want?" "The meaning of Life." "Sure, no problem." He stared at me some more. "Well, what is it?" "Can't tell you." "What?!" "Against the rules." "That's great! Came all the way out here for nothing." God got this sort of gleam in his eye. "I can tell you this," he whispered. "Television. The signals from television mess up your mind. That's why the world's screwed-up. Everyone's watching TV. Stop watching for awhile, you'll see." "That makes sense." He nodded, "Sure it does, sure. Now get out of here." God waved his hand and I was back in my room. But now I had it, not the meaning of life, no, but a secrete. That day I began the quest--to not watch TV and see how the world looked. ******************************************* Yet one Caution let me give by the way to my present or future reader, Who is actually melancholy--that he read not the symptomes or prognosticks of the following tract, lest, by applying that wich he reads to himself, aggravating, appropriating things generally spoken, to his own person (as melancholy men for the most part do), he trouble or hurt himself, and get in conclusion, more harm than good. I advise them therefore warily to peruse that tract. ------Robert Burton --The Anatomy of Melancholy Circa 1621 A.D. ******Brother Mog beat me with a Prognostick. Words of Wisdom: The Erisians Give Great advice, and discuss at length many things. It is advisable, and perfectly acceptable to say something, and then if later it seems you want to say something different, to do so. As long as you do so, in a Vague St. Sherman kind of way, with a Question or Completely unrelated comment, that is very short. If anyone wants to come back, and clarify what you mean, take the" Erisian Dodge" and say "What you understood, was what you wanted to understand." This can be very profound, and indicates, that your words, are indeed so well chosen, that they illicit whatever thoughts of wisdom, a person wants to find in them, and it does not answer their question, but is as obscure and vague as the St. Shermanesque response. ------------------------------------------------ Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Twelve of 15 ---------------------------------- Whoever Reflects on Four things, it were better he had never been born: That which is above, That which is below, That which is before, and that which is after. ----Talmud, Hagigah 2.1 The Following Titles may be Granted by the Poly-step Father, for Any thing at all, and especially monetary tithes, and sexual favors, he may also take them away at any time. They confer no special bonuses, except for those that enjoy watching Highlander, the movies or Series: *High Grades of the Ancient and Scottish Rite* ______________________________________________ Prince of Babylon Knight of the Black Cross Knight of Death Sublime Master of the Luminous Ring Priest of the Sun Toad of the Wet sprocket Grand Architect Knight of the Black and White Eagle Holy Royal Arch-deacon Knight of the Pheonix, Knight of Iris Priest of Eleusis Knight of the Golden Fleece Master of the Bong Cheech of the Marin Knight of the Imperial Order Plebian of the Fergusonians Au Wondorous Grand Dragon of the Ikari Warriors Great Rhubarb Criscoan of the Monsosyllabic ___________________________________ LIFE is anything that dies, when you stomp on it. ------------------------------------ From: Altar Ego To: Flog Sonata Subject: Shaggin' like a horse? Flog, only you would want to make innuendo about sex with a horse. Oh, no, you were just doing the pathetic sing-song of Python. Oh, well, that's worse than having sex with a horse...believe me, I know. Oh, Painkiller? If you read this, I will say one more thing to you. If you are full of your own beliefs, you will not have room for any others, let alone those you presume could be superior to your own. PhAEdrus. >>>>>>>>>>>>>Brother Ramen has the Heebie Jeebies<<<<<<<<< Get them while they are fresh! Wonder O Wonder, Why we Fear 13? 13 is a bad number, It is Evil, it is to be Avoided if at all possible, so Take great care, in seeking any Book of Principia Entropius part 13, infact the validity of this Evil Work, should be questioned, as with any peice of this work, but more so, because the evil Jabberwock might be out to get us right now, and they are all plotting against us. ---Bishop Barnabus Jonus Griffinian Preist of the Feifians Diatribe and Sermon on Friday the 13th given while bathed in uncooked Hotdogs There is nothing wrong with taking someone elses ideas, and passing them on to someone else, because really, its not theres in the first place, if you can conceive of something, its safe to say, someone else has already thought of something like it, and so nothing is really original. Also, its okay to present someone elses ideas, even if they are false, because to someone else, they might be true. ----Check your pineal gland, before engaging in this activity.... BOOK OF FLASH Revelation One: : IT IS PINEAL GLAND, not Penial Gland....Big Difference... Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Fourteen of 15 ---------------------------------- Everything You know is Wrong ---St. Burlap ------------------------------------------- "Stink, Stunk...Stank" -----Dr.Suess --Excerpted from the grinch Stole Christmas ================= There is no danger in interpreting the Symbols of a Religious System and calling them metaphors instead of facts. What that does is to turn them into messages for your own personal inward expereince and life. The system suddenly becomes a personal expereince. ----Joseph Campbell =========================== The Tale of St. Bill of Byhalia _______________________________ Unto the Lands did Bill the Prophet of Byhalia preach, and unto the masses did he claim, that it was a universal ideology that "I don' beleive its against the law to sell furnitcha to cheap!" and he would smile his toothless grin, and maintains his flat affect. And Unto the masses did he sell Furniture, and proselytyze many, as he did so, he claimed to be from the little church with a big heart,and he would say "I don' beleive its against the law to sleep with your daughtah!" and then he would roll around on the ground, smacking his buttocks, as he screamed, "I do not know, I do not know" in the manner of Hung Mung. Then later he speant his life, lonely and bitter, as an act in a freak show, he worked next to the man with two butts, a descendent of Mr. Momomoto and that man, eventually took his life,and ate him. There is much to be learned from this parable, you can learn more some times from what is not written,than from what is.This comes from the Jewish "Kabballah" meaning "from mouth to Ear", or the Dickish Word "Crappallah" Wich means, "From Foot to Ass". -------------------------------- Meta-Agnosticism Without Tears Dear Fellow Committee Member, You write inquiring as to the relative merits of Meta-Agnosticism over, say, Anarcha-Eristianism, and, in the same line of your otherwise rather vacuous missive, ask to quickly sum the points of the practical application of my Clique's Official Party Line as you (the phrase "rather snidely" springs to mind) put it. In twenty-five million words or less you further specify! Very well. 1. Understand that everything you know is uncertain, including uncertainty. 2. Identify the elements of your conscious and unconscious self and develop these elements of these faculties. These being: first your knowledge of your self and the world around you, second your feelings/intuitions, third your will -- the Life Force that enables you to live and grow, fourth your daring -- the moment by moment course of action you choose. Never falter from directing your development for balance first, power second. 3. Step by step, get into the habit of developing and balancing these faculties every day. After 10-20 years relentless practice, it will get to be a habit all the time. 4. You'll know what to do then. -- A.P.B. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Fifteen of 15 ---------------------------------- "I do not have Faith, I have Expereince." ---------------------------------------------------------- "Break, break, break At the foot of thy stones, O Sea! And I would that I could utter The thoughts that arise in me!" ---Tennyson μμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμ Nomic is a game where the basis of the game (and the rules of the game) is to change the rules and collect points. The initial rules set makes it so each turn you get 1-6 points, regardless of events. But that is usually the first thing to be changed. Nomic is a sacred game of MOO... It first got published in Scientific American (which we secretly own and control, being of the progressive and scientifically minded type) in 1982... Basically you begin with a bureaucratic set of rules which allow you to proceed by altering and adding rules each turn. It therefore mutates into whatever seems appropriate. You can check out a copy of the rules in the Book of MOO unless it's been eaten by Woob the Magnificent, or in Douglas Hofstadter's book "Metamagical Themas"... Nomic is a substitute for Mao when nobody can figure out how to play THAT. * note: When the Author of this portion of the book said "We" he did not mean, "You". μμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμμ D'annunzian Motto: I have what I have given. ------------------------------ "If I had a rocket Launcher, Some Sunnanbitch, would Die." ---Bruce Cockburn Hippie Phuck, ------------------------------------------ It was widely beleived that Hari! Om, was translated as "let us meditate profoundly and in peace", but through careful examination of never before seen Upanishads, it was discovered that it meant "hey, pull my finger.." + + + When Writing a Book, I have to give you some guidelines, The first one is to Read other books, and take the ideas from them, and change them a bit, and claim they are your own. That is actually not good advice, but it is still a guideline. Okay, Also a snappy name, something that grabs the reader, right by the throat, like "De Amy Fisher Ala Potty Chunks and Buttafuckios Chrystal Dream Analysys new Age Bullcrapioso", You can see how the Italianizeing the name, lends a certain credibility to it. Then What you write, must be splendid, it must be genuine, it must be a thing of beauty, constantly changing and in flux, (especially if it were to be an Discordian Book). Then you must understand the concept of the MAGDEBURG HEMISPHERES. Two Hemispheres, which when put together and the air is pumped out, create a pnuematic vaccuum inside. Teams of Draft Horses are hitched to them, and they pull in oppissitte directions. The Horses cannot seperate the Information---This is Scientific Information, but its special, picturesque. You must single it out, DRAMATIZE.... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part sixteen of 15 ---------------------------------- MattFolian Deduction (not to be confused with Mattlockian Reasoning) ________________________ All Courses of Action, will eventually lead, to life in a van, down by the river. You will not enjoy it as much, when you live, down in a van, by the river. You will have many trials and tribulations on your journey through life, and all though, some would say, that the essence of life, is the journey, not the destination...That Destination is a Van, down by the River. Examples of the Reverand Matt Foleys Principles, (These were taken down, at the last Froot Loops Secret Sex Party and Motivational Seminar, where we had hired the Good reverand to speak) ----"-you wanna smoke a Doobie? You like smoking the Doobie? You will have plenty of time, for Doobie Rolling, when you are LIVING IN A VAN DOWN BY THE RIVER!!!!." ---"A Family? Why should old Matt, get to have a family? Oh, I tried it once, but let me tell you something, buster....You'll end up living in a VAN DOWN BY THE RIVER!!!!" ----Then the good Reverand Picked up brother Thyme, and began to fling him around the room, screaming something about how he was not in Waynes World Three, and that Dana Carvey was over-rated. We had to Tranquilize him, but you can see how this is distinctly Froot Loopian reasoning. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mathematics and Abulafia Some argue that the meaning of life is 42, and the Question 23, but I find that the concept of 36 gives me great Comfort metaphysically and spiritually, so in that sense, I think it is better, even if it is wrong. This argument works for Christians, as well. ------------------------------------------------------------- LIBER VEDA vel HELIOS SUB-Prayer-Abomination- Imbibation Ritual 0. These are the adorations to be performed by aspirants to the Dos Equis 1. Let him greet the Sun at dawn, facing East, giving the sign of his grade. And let him say in a loud voice: Hail unto Thee who art Eris in Thy rising, even unto Thee who art Cabbage in Thy Slaw, who travellest over the Heavens in Thy bark at the Uprising of the Fleshy Sundial. Murphy standeth in His splendour at the prow, and My dicketh abideth at my hand. Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Eris! -----------------AMOS And Pass the Magic Butter Beans! (say this before Drinking a Shot) then, give another person a high five, and grin like a ninny.) ---------------------------- The Following Titles may be Granted by the Poly-step Father, for Any thing at all, and especially monetary tithes, and sexual favors, he may also take them away at any time. They confer no special bonuses, except for those that live in Byhalia,for the Rite of Wallowing in Ignorance and their own filth.: *High Grades of the Ancient and Primitive Memphis-Misraim Rite* ______________________________________________ Doctor of the Planispheres Hermetic Philosopher Grand Elect of the Eons Minstrel (Vaskin Kissoyan only) Knight Prince of the Rose of Heredom Grand Master of the Temple of Wisdom Knight Noachite Grand Master of the Temple of Pringles Wise Siviast Knight Supreme Commander of the Stars Sublime Sage of the Zodiac Shepard King of the Hutz Blashphemer of Toiletry Interpreter of the Hieroglyphs Sage of the Pyramids Sublime Titan of the Caucasus Orphic Doctor Orifice Handler Sublime Skald Prince Brahmin Gaurdian of the Three Fires ---------------------------- Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part seventeen of 15 ---------------------------------- Swinging Dicks Trip to DisneyWorld a Parable/Account of Religous Journeys _________________________ Using the Froot Loops Donations I receive, and the money I collect standing on the side of the road, with my "Will moderate Stupid Echo for Food". I decided to Visit Disneyworld in Orlando Florida, for your benifit. I figured I would tell you if this area should be visited as a vacation spot. Especially since there is alot of violence against Tourist down in sunny Florida. I risked my life to bring you this reveiw, so you better enjoy it. Okay, First I got there on Thursday night, and I checked into my room at a Howard Johnson. You know, I can't understand what they mean by HOJO, There was no whores there named Jo- I looked for her. Anyway, I was real excited and I wanted to get over to Disneyland right away. I took a shower, put away all my stuff, got dressed and got ready to get on down there. I also wanted to see Epcot center and all the fabulous multicultural pavillions they are supposed to have. On The way Out of the Hotel, I passed by someones room, who's television was on real loud. The Jazzy theme music to "Newhart" was playing. Not Newhart the next generation, but the Old series. So I went back to my room to see if it was on my television. Sure enough, Nick at night was having a Newhart Marathon. I love that show. I mean Howard is so stupid, especially that time he tried to put tile down in his kitchen, and he could not get them to stick to the floor, until Suzzane Pleshette Pulled the Paper off the bottom, and said it seemed sticky to her. Howard realized he hadn't even thought of taking off the paper on the bottom. Gee he is stupid.I think he should have got a spin-off called "Howard" instead of going on to be in "I dream of Jeanie". So the next day, I planned on heading down to Disneyworld, and riding Space Mountain and visiting Those Animatronic puppets. So once I got dressed and ready to go, I started to lead the Howard Johnson's, however once I got in the Elevator I saw one of those Security Camera's. So I started making funny faces and singing Showtunes into the camera. My favorite song was "Love...Exciting and New, come aboard,We've been expecting you...Set your sights for adventure, your mind on a new romance." You know, the theme from the Love boat. Anyway, I figure there's probably a security gaurd who has to sit there and watch you in the Camera, and that probably Irritates him, alot. So after a few hours of that, I was pretty Hungry, so I went down to Mcdonalds and got some Hamburgers. I was looking forward to getting on the Monorail that takes you into DisneyWorld. However, I noticed Mcdonalds had its Own Playground. It wasn't very big, but I couldn't resist going out there and playing for awhile. There was this Slide, and although it was only about 6 feet long, it was like 9 foot long, and you could do some really wild things, rolling down into a big pool of Plastic Balls. I tried climbing up it with my socks on, I couldn't get up to the top. I really couldn't it was amazing. Then, I sat on the Head of this big Mayor Mccheese, and wobbled around for a couple of hours. While I was on it, I imagined that I was Mayor Mc cheese, and I decided that I would sentence Hamburgler to death. Imagine Hamburgler stealing Hamburgers from all of us who live in Ronald Mcdonald land. The People who elected Me, Mayor Mccheese Trusted that I would bring Hamburgler to Justice and Protect them. Then I started to wonder How I would catch Hamburgler, he always gets away! Then I started to think, If I were Mayor Mcheese I would be made from chopped meat,and have a sesame seed bun for a head. That sort of freaked me out. So as I left I contributed the rest of my Trip money to Ronald Mcdonald House, I wonder how big of a damn house that stupid Clown needs? anyway, without any money they wouldn't let me in Disneyworld, so I had to go away. I stole some Flyers that were in a rack however, so I got something out of the deal. One was about Disneyworld, the other Two were for Weekee Wachee underwater Gardens and the Everglades Alligator Zoo, They have over 11,000 snakes there. Wow! --------------------------------------------------- The Principia is the wonder book of the ages. Within its pages is found a message for every seeking soul, regardless of where he may be on the path of spiritual attainment. There is hope, counsel and inspiration for the narrowest and most conservative of minds; while at the same time there are glorious words of light for the liberal and questing intellect. There is comfort and instruction for the simplest, and exalted cosmic doctrine for the highest Initiate this earth planet is able to produce. It is an error to say that the Principia is nothing more than an antiquated book belonging to a time two thousand years in the past. The Principia is a mystery book, a wisdom book of tremendous power, a continuous running cipher created by great Initiates and their helpers through millenia of effort. It belongs equally to the Past, the Present, and to the Future. So carefully have its secrets been inscribed in the Principia text, coil within coil, that the more spiritual man becomes the profounder are the meanings which this book reveals to him. As it is written in the Zohar, "Woe to the man who sees in the Thorah (the Law) only simple recitals and ordinary words!...Each word of the Thorah contains an elevated meaning and a sublime mystery...The simple take notice of the garments and recitals of the Thorah alone...The more instructed do not pay attention to the vestment, but to the body which it envelopes." Some Crazy People argue, the above could be applied to the bible, but anything could be applied here, if you wanted to make it fit. ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| "Cowards Die many Times before their Deaths" ---Shakespeare, Julius Ceaser, II,2 "You want frys with that?" ---The Unknown 5th Messiah of Eris, spake while seeking the meaning of Grease. ))))))Ancient Greeks, did not have Crisco, They had Greece.((((( Meanderings of Dick ___________________ Your a Coward When you feel your a Coward. The Masked avenger... As Clark Kent I take care of mis-understood Young geniuses, as Superman, I punish justly misunderstood old geniuses. I collaborate In the Exploitation of those who, lacking my courage, have been able to confine themselves to the role of spectator. it is possible to spend a life punishing people who will never know they have been punished. Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Eighteen of 15 ---------------------------------- * * * * * ---I hate anyone who tries to see me as an illusion of Passion ---The Goddess * * * * * Holy Temple of Mass $ $ "My used underwear Consumption! $ $ is legal tender in PO Box 30904 $ $ 28 countries!" Raleigh, NC 27622 $ $ --"Bob" Book of BOB-O-BOB __________________ The Subgenius thing is cool, but not as cool as Froot Loops or Eris, so spaketh the Riteous S'Wingitus D'ickitus, and he called upon Neferotitty to show them unto him, and she did spake verily "NO you Farkin Moron, now leave me alone, or I will cast forth a plaugue Upon thee" And it was that she Took her shoe from her foot, and THWACKED S'Wingitus D'ickitus Thusly and fortunately It was but a sandal, however, it was bought in the land of Fayva, a Hittitte Province, wich produced poisonous Sandals. For it was in these Days, that no mediciner could be afforded, and the Pharissees Clint'us non inhalus, a Roman Satrap--had prophecied the coming of a time, in which there would be free Leeching for everyone, and Mac Donalds would give him plenty of golden frys. All thought he was Cookoo, and this prophecy would not save S'Wingitus D'Ickitus. He called upon the Goddess Eris, but she did not answer, her Machine Picked up.( In those Ancient Days it was much easier to get in touch with Gods, but Goddesses were still pretty hard to catch in.) S'Wingitus the mighty profit ended his Incantion before the beep, and it was then, that the Goddess got pissed (for she was just screening her calls, in case appollo was calling about his new Slogan). She Sent down a very annoying Toucan, with an English Accent to pester and annoy S'wingitus, and his descendents for Eons to come. She also decreed that An Immortal Wagon Salesman named "Danic Walteruss" would forever bug the living daylights out of S'wingitus. Some Beleive, that it was that "time" of the Millenia for The Goddess, she neither confers nor condescends to that. Eventually S'wingitus came to a naturally occuring fountain of Mountain Dew in the Plains of Kroger, and it was there that Weazel, the Subgenius Sorcerer came down from the Mountaintop with the Scripturezines of Bob Dobbs. S'wingitus remarked that with his 1 baud modem (they did not have fast modems) and the fact, that these are written on Clay tablets, they will take forever to download, but Weazel crammed them down his throat. S'wingitus Ate of Black-eyed Peas until he got them, and then read a few of them, before deleting them. They seemed Oh-so-cool, but he could not find the true discordian doctrine contained within, and decided to urinate in a shoe, box it up, and send it to the Holy Temple of Mass. He was never answered, but He bade all his followers do the same, and he gets great pleasure in imagining that dude, opening up a box, containing a shoe, with urine in it, and no explanation. This is why, the Subgenius faith is claimed as a misguided half-brother in-law to Froot Loops, and while we mention it at all. Probably. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Translated from the Sanskrit, with Philosophical Additions, by John Kanash, nunzio to the Profit. ------------------------------------------ Subject: Eris Life is like a cannoli, Crispy pastry shell and creamy cheez filling. Um, well, I guess life's not a bit like a canolli. I have to go back and debug the CompuYogi 3.2. Anaximander \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ * * * * * ---I do not hate anyone, besides people who suck. -----The Goddess. * * * * * In the Doobbalah, all manifestations are said to have their origin in the AINT SOPH AUR and the successive emanations of the Goddess reveal aspects of her divine nature. The system is almost monotheistic in essence, but allows for the Observation of other Gods or Energys and the tenfold structure of the sephiroth upon the tree of life. The emanations as they proceed down from the Godess to the manifested world, are: KETHER ( The Crown); CHOKMAH (Wisdom); BINAH ( Understanding); CHESED (Mercy); GEBURAH (Power); TIPHARETH (Beauty & Harmony); NETZACH (Victory); HOD (Splendor); YESOD (Foundation); MALKUTH (The Kingdom) Occultists in the HERMETIC ORDER OF THE GOLDEN APPLE use the Kallistic Tree of Life as a matrix or Grid for comparing the Archetypal images of different mythologies that could be adapted to Ceremonial Magic. For example, the merciful father (Chesed) has parallels in other pantheons, namely ODIN ( Scandinavia); ZEUS (Greece); JUPITER ( Rome); and RA (Egypt). Elivs (america) This system of comparison became known as MYTHOLOGICAL CORRESPONDENCES. It has become common in the occult tradition to link the ten sephiroth of the Tree of Life with the 22 cards of the MAJOR ARCANA of the TAROT. ----------------------------- Portion of the Lost Scrolls of Anixamander ________________________________________ Entitled: lunch meat in my shorts I have much in the way of Snappy quotes here is a sample The difference between monotheism and polytheism is like looking at a fence Monotheism Polytheism I I I I I I =I====I====I====I= I I I I I I =I====I====I====I= I I I I I "Fent" "Fents" Same thing, Different perspective. Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Nineteen of 15 ---------------------------------- QUIZ TIME: To See what we have learned So far: MOO: the unofficial quiz The premise here is simple. Everyone in this modern day, age,and temporal span, kneads to no if you're MOO material. What other question could occupy the minds of such research SubGeniuses as Albert Einstein, J. Robert Oppenheimer, and John von Neumann for THOUSANDS OF MILENNIA of sideways time to produce a survey like this one? Literally nothing! Hence my own literary skills entering the scene, on a dark and stormy night when this was concocted. Fill this survey out, and add up your score. This should tell you your MOO-rating. If it doesn't, don't worry. Da Questions: 1) In your own words, explain the principle of the Church of MOO. a) True b) False c) Nun of the Above d) Squid 2) WOMBAT is: a) An alien hypercomputer b) A C.I.A. plot to overturn the government c) A MOOist mind-game d) An australian marsupial of moderate size and spicy flavour 4) Question 3 was: a) Written in invisible ink b) Swallowed by a spacetime wormhole and sucked backwards through time to the time of Atlantis, whereupon it was launched into the depths of space with the departing continent, and finally recycled as the Colonel's secret blend of eleven herbs and spices,lightly dusted on dead flesh c) Forgotten d) What question 3? 5) Eris is: a) The female form of "heir". b) The Greek Goddess of discord, confusion, and hot dogs c) Your friend d) A giant squid named Barney e) Terribly important, but reasonably forgetful 6) wHAT'S WITH tHIS pREoCCuPAtIOn WItH SqUId? a) 0.00 - 4.99 q) 5.00 - 9.76 z) 15.2 - X.XX O) Bork 7) "BoB" is: a) The saviour of the world b) A vicious alien being destined to rule humanity by pain c) A rather nice young nickel collection from Flin Flon d) "BoB" spelled backwards 8) The 5ulcan Things From Pods are best described by: a) "Sinister, evil, surreptitious mind diseases" b) "The only hope of human contact with the True Alien Mind" c) "Whatchoo talkin' 'bout, Willis?" d) Using the vocal apparatus 9) Louis Armstrong has: a) Nothing to do with MOOism b) A small MOOish subcult in Louisville, Kentucky q) MinBLATTTership in the Universal Life Church z) arms. 10) Bagels: Q) Are edible %) Are alien invaders with nuclear capability O) Are Lucifer's servants on Pluto )) Are the reincarnated form of dead MOOist saints 12) Bork? a) First there is a WOMBAT b) Then there is no WOMBAT c) Then there is d) Nun of the above e) All of the above ------------------------------------------------------------------- Answers: 1)T 2)T 3)F 4)Y 5)N 6)Q 7)R 8)& 9)$$ 10)O 11)F 12)T Score one point for each incorrect answer. For each correct answer, multiply the correct answer by your running score, and take the square root. Subtract this from your running shoe, multiply again by your IQ, divide by your weight in Forbes Units, and add 6. Otherwise, subtract 3. Add up your score, and compare with the rating scale below. -20 to -10: You're definitely MOO material. You haven't bothered to follow goofy MOOish dogma, catma, or anything else. You sure do think for yourself, and that could cause trouble. -9 to -1: You're definitely MOO material. You've got the right balance of "right" and "wrong" in your soul to mesh perfectly with the true Tao of Idiocy which is the Church of MOO. 0 to sQuId: You're definitely MOO material. Your calcluating skills are clearly influenced by the Great WOMBAT, and that means your brain is ALREADY OURS! PLEASE REMITT ANSWERS TO: Canada, C/O Crazy People Somewhere Cold, Quebec, Canada Do not expect a reply. ---------------------------------------------------------------- When it is recalled that Daath is situated at the Point of Where the abyss bisects the Middle Pillar and that up the Middle Pillar Lies the path of the Arrow, the Way by which consciousness goes when the psychic arises on the planes, and that here also is Kundalini, we see that in Daath is the secret of both generation and regeneration, the key to the manifestation of all things through the differentiation into pairs of Opposites and their union in a Third. ----Dion Fortune, The Mystacal Qabalah 1957 A.D (note Qabalah, sort of means, from an "Oral Tradition", not to be confused with the Traditions of Oral Roberts, or other Mystic Cosmologys) --------------------------------------------------------------------- How would Donald Duck say "Fnord"? -------------------------------------------------------------- Illumanation of True Erisian Theological Debates Excerpted from the Grand Consortium Pinacle of Discord Convention of Kallisti and Rum. From: Grinning Coyote To: Anaximander Subject: Gothic Discordianisticians (or sumfing) > Yes and I think it's about time someone else noticed, I think the > original discordian rock song was "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen. Is Nope...try March Of The Black Queen...it was what Bohemian Rhapsody was fashioned after...and also by Freddie Mercury...on Queen II, Side Black. In fact, Queen II was truly a Discordian album...it had two sides, Black and White... Of course, Matching Tie & Hankerchief was more Discordian...it had THREE sides, side 2A, 2B and 2C...by Monte Python... +++++++++++ Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Nineteen of 15 ---------------------------------- An Interlude. [Footnote: This chapter was dictated in answer to a casual remark by Soror Virakam. Fra. P. said jokingly that everything contained the Truth, if you knew how to find it; and, being challenged, proceeded to make good. It is here inserted, not for any value that it may have, but to test the reader. If it is thought to be a joke, the reader is one useless kind of fool; if it is thought that Fra. P. believes that the makers of the rimes had any occult intention, he is another useless kind of fool. Soror Virakam chose the rimes at hazard.] Every nursery rime contains profound magical secrets which are open to every one who has made a study of the correspondences of the Holy Qabalah. To puzzle out an imaginary meaning for this "nonsense" sets one thinking of the Mysteries; one enters into deep contemplation of holy things and God Himself leads the soul to a real illumination. Hence also the necessity of Incarnation; the soul must descend into all falsity in order to attain All-Truth. For instance: Old Mother Hubbard Went to her cupboard To get her poor dog a bone; When she got there, The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none. Who is this ancient and venerable mother of whom it is spoken? Verily she is no other than Binah, as is evident in the use of the holy letter H with which her name begins. Nor is she the sterile Mother Ama -- but the fertile Aima; for within he she bears Vau, the son, for the second letter of her name, and R, the penultimate, is the Sun, Tiphareth, the Son. The other three letters of her name, B, A, and D, are the three paths which join the supernals. To what cupboard did she go? Even to the most secret caverns of the Universe. And who is this dog? Is it not the name of God spelt Qabalistically backwards? And what is this bone? The bone is the Wand, the holy Lingam! The complete interpretation of the rune is now open. This rime is the legend of the murder of Osiris by Typhon. The limbs of Osiris were scattered in the Nile. Isis sought them in every corner of the Universe, and she found all except his sacred lingam, which was not found until quite recently (vide Fuller, "The Star in the West"). Let us take another example from this rich storehouse of magick lore. Little Bo Peep She lost her sheep And couldn't tell where to find them. Leave them alone! And they'll come home, Dragging their tails behind them. "Bo" is the root meaning Light, form which spring forth such words as Bo-Tree, Bodhisattva, and Buddha. And "Peep" is Apep, the serpent Apophis. THis poem therefore contains the same symbol as that in the Egyptian and Hebrew Bibles. The snake is the serpent of Initiation, as the Lamb is the Saviour. This ancient one, the Wisdom of Eternity, sits in its old anguish awaiting the Redeemer. And this holy verse triumphantly assures us that there is no need for anxiety. The Saviours will come after the other, at their own good pleasure, and as they may be needed, and drag their tails, that is to say those who follow out their holy commandment, to the ultimate goal. Again we read: Little Miss Muffet Sat on a tuffet, Eating of curds and whey, Up came a big spider, And sat down beside her, And frightened Miss Muffett away. Little Miss Muffett unquestionably represents Malkah, for she is unmarried. She is seated upon a "tuffet"; _id est_, she is the unregenerate soul upon Tophet, the pit of hell. And she eats curds and whey, that is, not the pure milk of the mother, but milk which has undergone decomposition. But who is this spider? Verily herein is a venerable arcanum connoted! Like all insects, the spider represents a demon. But why a spider? Who is this spider "who taketh hold with her hands, and is in the Kings Palaces"? The name of this spider is Death. It is the fear of death which first makes the soul aware of its forlorn condition. It would be interesting if tradition had preserved for us Miss Muffett's subsequent adventures. But we must proceed to consider the interpretation of the following rime: Little Jack Horner Sat in a corner, Eating a Christmas pie. He stuck in his thumb, And pulled out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!" In the interpretation of this remarkable poem there is a difference between two great schools of Adepts. One holds that Jack is merely a corruption of John, Ion, he who goes -- Hermes, the Messenger. The other prefers to take Jack simply and reverently as Iacchus, the spiritual form of Bacchus. But it does not matter very much whether we insist upon the swiftness or the rapture of the Holy Spirit of God; and that it is he of whom it is spoken here is evident, for the name Horner could be applied by none other than even the most casual reader of the Holy Gospel and the works of Congreve. And the context makes this even clearer, for he sits in a corner, that is the place of Christ, the Corner Stone, eating, that is, enjoying, that which the birth of Christ assures to us. He is the Comforter who replaces the absent Saviour. If there was still any doubt of His identity it would be cleared up by the fact that it is the thumb, which is attributed to the element of Spirit, and not one of the four fingers of the four lesser elements, which he sticks into the pie of the new dispensation. He plucks forth one who is ripe, no doubt to send him forth as a teacher into the world, and rejoices that he is so well carrying out the will of his Father. Let us pass from this most blessed subject to yet another. Tom, Tom, the piper's son, Stole a pig and away he run. The pig was eat, And Tom was beat, And Tom went roaring down the street. This is one of the more exoteric of these rimes. In fact, it is no much better than a sun-myth. Tom is Toum, the God of the Sunset (called the Son of Apollo, the Piper, the maker of music.) The only difficulty in the poem concerns the pig; for anyone who has watched an angry sunset in the Tropics upon the sea, will recognize how incomparable a description of that sunset is given in that wonderful last line. Some have thought that the pig refers to the evening sacrifice, others that she is Hathor, the Lady of the West, in her more sensual spect. But it is probable that this poem is only the first stanza of an epic. It has all the characteristic marks. Someone said of the Iliad that it did not finish, but merely stopped. This is the same. We may be sure that there is more of this poem. It tells us too much and too little. How came this tragedy of the eating of a merely stolen pig? Unveil this mystery of who "eat" it! It must be abandoned, then, as at least partially insoluble. Let us consider this poem: Hickory, dickory, dock! The mouse ran up the clock; The clock struck one, And the mouse ran down, Hickory, dickory, dock! Here we are on higher ground at once. The clock symbolizes the spinal column, or if you prefer it, Time, chosen as one of the conditions of normal consciousness. The mouse is the Ego; "Mus", a mouse, being only "Sum", "I am", spelt Qabalistically backwards. This Ego or Prana or Kundalini force being driven up the spine, the clock strikes one, that is, the duality of consciousness is abolished. And the force again subsides to its original level. "Hickory, dickory, dock!" is perhaps the mantra which was used by the adept who constructed this rime, thereby hoping to fix it in the minds of men; so that they might attain to Samadhi by the same method. Others attribute to it a more profound significance -- which is impossible to go into at this moment, for we must turn to: -- Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall; Humpty Dumpty got a great fall; All the king's horses And all the king's men Couldn't set up Humpty Dumpty again. This is so simple as hardly to require explanation. Humpty Dumpty is of course the Egg of Spirit, and the wall is the Abyss -- his "fall" is therefore the descent of spirit into matter; and it is only too painfully familiar to us that all the king's horses and all his men cannot restore us to the height. Only the King Himself can do that! But one can hardly comment upon a theme which has been so fruitfully treated by Ludovicus Carolus, that most holy illuminated man of God. His masterly treatment of the identity of the three reciprocating paths of Daleth, Teth, and Pe, is one of the most wonderful passages in the Holy Qabalah. His resolution of what we take to be the bond of slavery into very love, the embroidered neckband of honour bestowed upon us by the King himself, is one of the most sublime passages in this class of literature. Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater, Had a wife and couldn't keep her. He put her in a peanut shell; Then he kept her very well. This early authentic text of the Hinayana School of Buddhism is much esteemed even to-day by the more cultured and devoted followers of that school. The pumpkin is of course the symbol of resurrection, as is familiar to all students of the story of Jonah and the gourd. Peter is therefore the Arahat, who has put an end to his series of resurrections. That he is called Peter is a reference to the symbolizing of Arahats as stones in the great wall of the guardians of mankind. His wife is of course (by the usual symbolism) his body, which he could not keep until he put her in a peanut shell, the yellow robe of a Bhikku. Buddha says that if any man became an Arahat he must either take the vows of a Bhikku that very day, or die, and it is this saying of Buddha's that the unknown poet wished to commemorate. Taffy was a Welshman Taffy was a thief; Taffy came to my house And stole a leg of beef. I went to Taffy's house; Taffy was in bed. I took a carving knife And cut off Taffy's head. Taffy is merely short for Taphtatharath, the Spirit of Mercury and the God of Welshmen or Theives. "My house" is of course equivalent to "my magick circle." Note that Beth, the letter of Mercury and "The Magus", means "a house." The beef is the symbol of the Bull, Apis the Redeemer. This is therefore that which is written, "Oh my God, disguise thy glory! Come as a thief, and let us steal away the sacraments!" In the following verse we find that Taffy is "in bed", owind to the operation of the sacrament. THe great task of the Alchemist has been accomplished; the mercury is fixed. One can then take the Holy Dagger, and separate the Caput Mortuum from the Elixer. Some Alchemists believe that the beef represents that dense physical substance which is imbibed by Mercury for his fixation; but here as always we should prefer the more spiritual interpretation. Bye, Baby Bunting! Daddy's gone a-hunting. He's gone to get a rabbit-skin To wrap my Baby Bunting in. This is mystical charge to the new-born soul to keep still, to remain steadfast in meditation; for, in _Bye_, Beth is the letter of thought, Yod that of the Hermit. It tells the soul that he Father of All will clothe him about with His own majestical silence. For is not the rabbit he "who lay low and said nuffin'"? Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man! Bake me a cake as fast as you can! Pat it and prick it and mark it with P! Bake it in the oven for baby and me! This rime is usually accompanied (even today in the nursery) with a ceremonial clapping of hands -- the symbol of Samadhi. Compare what is said on this subject in our famous "Advent" passage in Thessalonians. The cake is of course the bread of the sacrament, and it would ill become Frater P. to comment upon the third line -- though it may be remarked that even among the Catholics the wafer has always been marked with a phallus or a cross. [From BOOK 19, by Fra. Perdurabo and Sor. Virakam (Aleister Crowley and Mary d'Estes Sturges)] Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Twenty-one of 15 ---------------------------------- Few People noticed, but one of the Most Obvious Illuminati Presidents Placed into power was Gerald Fnord. Thats Mind Control for you. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Who knows the Story of Prometheus bringing fire to mankind and consequently destroying mankind? The Fire Theft is a universal mythic theme, a trickster animal, but the Hittites had Beaveus, who would teach little children, to burn down their homes, when their parents left them unattended. ---Terry Rakoltus Ancient Witch of the Cult of Greyface and all-around Spoil sport. 00000000000000000000 MOOIST CULT DOGMA, CATMA and MOUSEMA ----------------------------------- By the Esteemed Theologian Floyd Z Gecko Who're you callin' a cult? Don't you recognize a bacon-and-tomato mashed-waffle-salad-sandwich when you see one? Our rules are of the type which is transitory yet permanent. By the Eternal Doctrine of the Perpetual Reversability, we can retroactively institute a rule which has been in effect as long as need be. EVEN SINCE BEFORE THE BEGINNING OF TIME ITSELF! Now that's a cult. Besides, we have lots of rules. There's the Ten Commandments, the Other Ten Commandments, the Ten Commandments We Forgot The Second Time, the Twelve Commandments, the Fourteen (16) Commandments, the One Commandment, the REAL One Commandment, and the Ten Commandments That Someone Should Have Written Down When I Was Giving Dictation But Somehow Managed To Lose In The Shuffle Somewhere On The Plane Trip To Buffalo. Now that's what I call rules. \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\////////////////////////////// Phylisophia Moysaica ----------------------- Unguentum Armarium, Weapon Salve---A salve that can heal wounds, by being smeared on the weapon that dealt the blow. Here is the Recipe for making it: Two MacDonalds Medium Sized frys 1 large Coffee 1 Apple Pie 1 thing of fried Bugs assorted a breaded mouse 1 thing of fried worms, seasoned to look like curly fries. Serve to a man named Anderson, collect his droppings after two days. Throw them into a fast moving ceiling fan. Put them into the training bra of a virgin, Wear it under your clothes for 50 years. during that time, stare into the sun, everyday without blinking. Listen to pat boone, 24 hours a day. After 50 years take it out, and hand it to the Purple Dinosaur to your left, he will no what to do with it. ___________________________________ Consider the Magic of the Magnet. Action at a distance. The magic of Radio and Electricity, by the same standard...... Amazing, literally. ----------------------------- Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Twenty-two of 15 ---------------------------------- "But you must know that we are all in agreement, whatever we say." ---Turba Philosophorum The Fellowship of Froot loops: If you know that YOU are in, in with the in crowd, the inner circle, then you are actually fooling yourself, there is no in crowd or clique. We accept almost everyone,except maybe a few people, but mainly those that suck are not allowed to play reindeer games. Everyone else, is pretty much in the fellowship, and that fellowship involves sticking together, unless you know the other person is wrong, but even then, you should just pretend like you agree, giving people who are just tuning in, the illusion, that we infact have a unified idea of what it is we are about. Under no conditions should you reveal our sacred Passwords, unless we are talking like 50 bucks or something. Secret Cryptic Froot Loops Password: "Aiieeee the Squid is no longer under Mind Control" Countersign "The sky is falling, quickly do the Hurney Gurney Dance" --------------------------------------------- Those that read that, owe me 50 bucks! (in American currency, Postage Stamps, or severed body parts). -------------------------------------------- {Kappa-Epsilon-Phi-Alpha-Eta Beta} THE CRY OF THE HAWK Hoor hath a secret fourfold name: it is Do What Thou Wilt.(3) Four Words: Naught-One-Many-All. Thou-Child! Thy Name is holy. Thy Kingdom is come. Thy Will is done. Here is the Bread. Here is the Blood. Bring us through Temptation! Deliver us from Good and Evil! That Mine as Thine be the Crown of the Kingdom, even now. ABRAHADABRA. These ten words are four, the Name of the One. ----Alleister Crowley Chapter Two, book of Lies. ---------------------------------------- THE BOOK OF SHAG Heed my words, oh miniscule and pulchritudinous ones. Hear and heed, you who do not fellatiate, and you who know not the meaning of the great and high remex. The end is near. You must heed and follow the things I will speak unto you, the words of the great gods, the god of the windowshade, the god of the distributor cap, the god of the blue bikini underwear and most importantly the god of the dead japanese beetle somewhere on the campus of rutgers university. By heeding these words, you will improve the gas mileage of your car, enter into a new age of harmony, peace, happiness, and belgian waffles. Bring things home each day and not pay for them until next september, and make sure that your life is sanctioned and guarded by the great race of aliens which will land any day now in Starkville Mississippi and revolutionise the way you wash dishes. Be sure to not be left out when all human males become obsolete as females flock to the alien males and their new, improved, user-friendly genitalia mark five systems! You must make your genitalia blue, anointing it with indigo. Anoint also your ears, your nose, the back of your neck, and the fourth toe of each foot, the most holy of all toes. I speak to you of the coming of the greater race. You shall know them by their stature, by their countenance, by their language, unlike any that man has ever heard, and by their sexual prowess. Behold, they shall land in a small town, Starkille, and shall walk the earth among the children, and you shall not know them. Many will say in those days, "The gods are walking the earth, the gods are walking the earth," but they shall be scoffed upon and spit upon and fucked hard by prostitutes in cheap motels then bankrupted by the media. But you will pay them no attention and merely stop sending your donations. But then, the greater race will reveal themselves in all their glory for all mankind to see. The truth will be known, and the truth will be that mankind has not paid their lease and is being evicted, a new race takes over the planet, please move the furniture out and clean the carpeting before you leave. Behold a wonder: your children and their children shall mate, producing a better race yet, but you, the unbelievers, shall be sentenced to 40 time units of wandering in the outer dust clouds of the andromeda sector aboard a tiny spaceship called the minnow. So, lo, woe, yo, repent while you still are young on an archaelogic scale. The world must be saved by the horrors that are low-density disks, AM radio, and non-FOX television. You must learn to live without processed spinach products, to wean your children on their father's milk,. and to accept that power strips and LSD are things of the past. Synthesise your offspring carefully so that when the time of the great choosing comes, your sons and daughters may be chosen by the greater race to participate in furthering their race, in the strange ritual of the cosmic fuck, the antithesis of the hells of knowledge, riches, and power, the fulfillment of the postmodern dream of red lights, t-squares, and paint blotches. Prepare yourselves for the day of the final inkblot judgement, wherein all shall be tested for blot and blood type. In that day, some will say, "verily, it is an aston-martin, in O positive." To those, the coming one will say, "farewell, you were never a phlebotomist, just a prick, depart from here into an eternity of dimness and cheap paperback novels and genuine IBM computers." But in that fateful day, some will say, "truly, it is two schnauzers chasing a naked woman, in AB negative." To those, the coming one will say, "come, join me at the cosmic sock hop, you are one of my own, you will live an eternity of free drinks and beautiful tragically hip waifs." For I have been spoken these things by the angels of light, hermetic seals, and the small purple man painted on my wall, who read them from the great platinum plates upon which they were inscribed from the supernatural force of the great god of the cunny, who swallows all things for the better of his followers. I have seen the light, I have been enlightened, I speak the truth to you, heed it and save your lives and those of your fellow neighbour's wife and your neighbour's ass, or do not hear my words, and turn a deaf ear to them, and forever suffer in this meaningless existance. The gods have spoken, I have written, and the pen, having writ, runs out of ink, on this, the next to the last of the last days... -The Book of Shag- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Twenty-three of 15 ---------------------------------- ISIS UNVEILED! ______________ How many of you know Isis was a superhero from Old-Time Television in the days before the Apocolypse? My Children, there was a time, when Pyramids and Statues dotted the Deserts, and deserts were not just the giant sandboxes of great sphinxes sphincters, no they were lush Idyllic Paradises. They held great treasures and great joy, in their lush lands, and they worshipped Isis. Then Hermes showed up, with the Golden Branch, as a gift for Isis, but Isis Did not want it, saying that it stunk, and had golden Sap all over it, and platinum and jewel Encrusted filthy bugs all over it. Hermes was sad, and so Went to The Goddess of Byblos Asarte, and she checked the Stars and the moons for advice, but being the Heavenly Virgin,had no idea, how Hermes could win the favors of the Goddess Isis. Hermes decided to seek out another Goddess for advice, but while racing through Lybya to Greece, he came upon Adonis who was sunbathing in his little speedo Jockstrap figleaf thing, and Hermes could not resist snapping it. Adonis was so upset by this, that he did not return until he was known as "Bon Jovi", and by that time, he sucked. Hermes approached Athene, at the Parthenon, but it stunk of sulphur. he held his nose, and as he went into her temple, his Golden branch began to wilt, and he was driven away. His branch did not recover, and so he could hardly give it to Isis. Since he was not far from Rome, he Decided to call upon Demeter, who told him that Women should lay with Women, but not for the edification of men, in giant tubs of Mud. For the romans had just invented Mud Wrestling, and Demeter the "lesbian Goddess" was so mad, that she erupted a volcano and destroyed the Town of Pompey. Hermes decided that this was not the best Goddess to ask, and noticed his Branch was sagging after watching the fine young mortals who had been frolicing in mud, be roasted alive. Vesta was nearby, but another Virgin Goddess? No, he decided humans had too many such Goddesses. This is when he saw Aphrodites Samantha Fox like Hooters, and buttocks glistening in the Waters of Cyprus. His Tree shot back to life, and straightened out, he offered it to Aphrodite, but she said it had too many knots and bumps on it, and that he would have to rap it in a Giant Sheep Skin. This is How golden Fleece was first used. Later on, Isis Turned Hermes into a Roach, and gave him to Eris. Or so the Mythology Goes. I am not sure, because half way into the great Oracles tale, I flipped it, and started watching Beverlys Hillbillys. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Oberon To: CyberPuck Subject: Middsummers Nights Scream The Ode to Blah ________________ It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here And I'm almost obliged to you for making it clear that I'm not here And I never knew the moon could be so big And I never knew the moon could be so blue And I'm grateful that you threw away my old shoes And brought me here instead dressed in red And I'm wondering who could be writing this song I don't care if the sun don't shine And I don't care if nothing is mine And I don't care if I'm nervous with oyu I'll do my loving in the Winter And the sea isn't green And I love the queen And what exactly is a dream? And what exactly is a joke? |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| Also in the etheric realm are found the initiatory Temples which, in ancient times, also existed in physical form. As humanity lost the inner light they were removed from our plane of manifestation and continued to exist solely at the etheric level. Hence they have become today generally the subject of legend and poetry. Now, however, the time is approaching for their re-externalization. In the meantime, to the illumined disciple the etheric Temples are accessible, and appear as substantial in their realm as physical structures are on this plane. --- "The Bible: Wonder Book of the Ages" ------ Corinne Heline Pg 70 Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Twenty-Four of 15 ---------------------------------- People who meet on the Street...secretly dedicate themselves to operations in Black Magic, they bind or seek to bind themselves to the spirits of Darkness, to satisfy their ambitions, their hates, their loves, to do--In a word--Evil. ---J.K Huysmans, Preface to J.Bois, Le Satanisme et la magie, Pg 8 ----------------------------------- "Well I am Eeeeevilll...dontcha messa round with me...." ---Elvis Presley a Messiah of Froot Loops. ------------------------- The Following is a Partial Catalogue of Illumanati Controlled/Froot Loop Related Organizations _____________________________ Hermetic Order of Kallisti Church of Eris Cult of Moo (canadians) Memphis Volunteer Fire Department and Pagan Soceity Absolutionists (who beleive in metamorphisis) The Aetherius Soceity of California (Telepathic relation to mars) The Astara of Lausanne (oath of absolute secrecy) Knights of Columbus Masonic Orders all around the World Graceland (preslians) Atalanteans of Great Britain (search for lost happiness) The Grind (people who watch chicks in bikinis dance) Builders of the Adytum (californians, alchemy, cabala, astrology) Beavis and Buttheaditarians The Beatles (not Yoko) Cercle E.B. of perpignan (dedicated to Hator, goddess of love and mountain of the dead). Church of the Subgenius (something to do with receiving slack) Church of the Mutant Star Goat First Unified Church of Reverand Moon Disneyland (not World, but Eurodisney as well) Cercle Eliphas Levi of Maule (not sure what it is) Knights of the Templar alliance of Toulouse Tiny Tims Cult Following (if any man could be called pure evil) Druidic College of Gaul Hermetic Order of the golden Dawn Jesuits The Allman Brothers (monks who use alot of almonds) The K.L.F Couvent Spiritualiste de Jericho Santeria (Rastefarians) The Cosmic Church of the Truth (florida based) Traditionalist Seminary of Econe' (swiss) The mormons (not sure if they still exist) The Students of Alleister Crowley Ordo Templi Orientis, The conventicle (A.C followers) The Church of Mithra The Church of Fnord (in L.A) United Luciferan Church of France The Apostolic Rosicrucian Church (esotric Christians based in Brussels) Children of Darkness and Green Order Escuela Hermetista Occidental of Montevideo Unified CircleKitarians and Bigulpites The national Institute of Cabala (manhatten based) The Central Ohio Temple of Hermetic Science Mutual of Oklahoma Tetra-Gnosis (chicago) Ancient Brethren of the Rosie-Cross of Saint Cyr-sur-mer Johannite fraternity for the Templar Ressurection International Fraternity of Isis Ancient Bavarian Illuminati (san fransisco??) The Sanctuary of Gnosis IHOPS everywhere The Grail Foundation of America Sociedade do Graal do brasil Hermetic Brotherhood of Luxor Lectorium Rosicrucianum The Grail Movement (strasbourg) Order of Anubis Dan Quayle Museum Alumni (indiana) Temple of the Black Pentacle Sanibel naturist Soceity Odinist Fellowship (florida based) Temple of the Dog (Seatle based, wear flannel) Order of the Garter (english, consider selves nobility) Order of the Vril (neonazi masons) Militia Templi (montpellier) The Black Panthers Soverign Order of the Solar Temple Rosy Cross (harlem) Wicca (Luceferine association of Celtic Obedience, invoke the 72 geni of cabala) The Sca The Fbi The Cia The AAA (autoclub) The AA (al-anon) ------------ we are all owned by the Conspiracy, part of it. ---------------------- An Indoctrination To Froot Loops Quiz Whereby the Computer or Highest Ranking "member" asks the neophyte the following Questions, to which he replys truths, falsehoods, and Misconceptions. Afterwards they all must do the hulu-dance, and it is generally the consensus the neophyte buy the beer. What Is Your Real Name? >: What is your Holy Name? >: What is the Name of your Religous Icon? >: What is the Name of Your Second Grade Teacher? >: What is the name of Tom Anderson? >: What's Your Favourite Meatball Flavour? >: And your Spaghetti-Tossing Record? >: How Much Phlegm can you generate in a .023 Second Interval, if you have 200 Intervals multiplied by the Second Ratio of the Hieroglyph? >: What is your sex? >: What is your Hat Size? >: What was the diameter of the last apple you ate? >: What is your age (cubic squid)? >: What is your Height (fluid oz)? >: How many different Lifetimes have you expereinced? >: If so Which One? >: What do you mean "Which One? that question makes no sense."? >: Art thou a Cabbage? >: Explain: >: How many eyes have you got? >: Art thou a human, or some sick and wierd hellish nightmare from Mars? >: Explain: >: What was the date of your last shower? (yy/mm/dd) >: Explain: >: Why Did they take Laverne and Shirley off the air? >: Explain: >: Do you believe King Kong died for your sins? [y/n] Why: >: What would you rather do? 1) Eat Slugs 2) Live In A Wormhole 3) Eat Your Toenails 4) Masturbate 5) Play Hide And Go Seek 6) Run Into Walls With Forks In Your Eyes 7) Read Moronic Text files dumped into some stupid echo 8) Get eaten alive by Parasties the size of small Rodents 9) do the Hula Dance with a man named "Roxy" If you were a Counter-Top, what would you rather be cleaned with? A) Soft-scrub bleach B) a harsh detergent C) Dried Pizza Crust D) Smegma E) Sulfuric Acid F) Rusted Fergason G) Theme from Loveboat H) Dog hairs, matted and clumped together I) "Dookie" J) Lime flavored Sherbert Did your mother have children who lived? A) no B) nea verily C) Saint fergusin D) Uh-uh! E) I am not sure F) I do not not know G) Yes, she didn't H) That is a negative I) I am unaware of the fact J) I plead ignorance, due to not knowing K) nay, unto thee... L) thats a big 10-4, not. M) I Did not know that (said like johnny carson) Principia Entropius Book Two >>The Principia EntroHocusPocus Part Twenty-Five of 15 ---------------------------------- The Liber Legis Two "Two legis to quit" every number is infinite, and therefore there is no real difference. --------------------------------- Alleister Crowley was visited by a higher Intelligence Aiwaz, who in 1904 dictated the Liber Al vel legis, however I was visited by TWO such intelligences: Hoor-Paar-Kraat and Ra-Hoor-Khuit, mystical twins. Either that, or I had drank too much tequila. Anyway, they told me this: Invoke the Forces of the Tablet of Union by means of supreme Ritual of Pentagram, with the active and Passive Spirit, with Eheieh and Agla. Return to the Altar, and recite the following Enochian Spirit Invocation: Ol Sonuf Vaorsag Rinki Dinki Doc, Goho Iad balt, Rickery Dickery Doc,Lonsh Calz Effeem Beefeem Stuhp ya mamma, Vonpho Sobra Z-ol Ror I ta Nazps Lozenge, od Graa Ta Malprg...Ds Hol-q Qaa Bar-B Qaa Notha Zimz, Xima, Od Commah Ta Nopblah Zien... My Mystical source is more authentic than Crowleys, you see---I do not know how Crowly could have activated the Rituals of the Beast, without bearing in mind the liturgy of the Sword. Only by unleashing the Sword can the nature of Mahapralaya be understood. The Third Eye of Kundalini. in Arithomology: All based on the number of the beast, he failed to consider 93, 118, 444, 868 and 1001 ________The above is Not meant for the untrained eye, use your pineal gland, to discover the not so obvious anti-meaning.----- HEY! IS THAT A LAMBCHOP ON YOUR SHOULDER, OR ARE YOU JUST A *FOLLOWER OF SATAN*????? From: Floyd Z gecko To: John Kanash JK> Let me know what you guys think of my first "book" PINK AS A NUCLEAR SUNSET! NO BULLDADA, NO SLACK! I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW LITTLE NOVELTY OR SYNTHESIS, THOUGHT OR TRUE CREATIVE POWERS OF "BOB" WENT INTO THAT LITTLE BOOK! (In this respect, it is much like popular culture. You could sell that for heaps of cash, and gain back the slack you lack. More power to ya, I say.) PINK AS A FLAMINGO! (Flamingo!) PINK AS A BABY'S BUTT! THE LACK OF SLACK BLASTED ME THROUGH THE ROOF OF A TACO BELL! AND THERE AIN'T NO TACO-BELL IN OTTAWA! MAY NHGH AND HIS YACATISMA DEVOUR YOU WHOLE! MAY THE TRUE W.O.M.B.A.T. SMITE YOUR MIND FROM THE DEPTHS OF ITS HADEAN PIT, THE TRUE ABYSS, WYOMING! WHY, THAT'S NOT FOAM RUBBER! IT'S THICK PINK PAINT! SO THICK, THE SLACK WITHIN WAS DROWNED IN PAINT! IT WAS SO PINK, I THOUGHT IT WAS A PINK CHAIR! ERIS SMILED ON YOU, BECAUSE YOUR MIND IS A SHAMBLES! "BOB" SMILED ON YOU BECAUSE *HE JUST CAN'T STOP*! THE GRATE MOO SMILED ON YOU BECAUSE SHE SMILES AT EVERYTHING! THAT BOOK WAS AS BULLDADALESS AS WOOD! That being said, I must reiterate that, stupid as it was, you could probably sell it to the American public for a whole passel o' money. This being mainly because the American public are morons. I mean, you know how dumb the average guy is? By definition, half of 'em are even dumber that dat. That's what it takes to make money off that book. ============================================================ There has to be some Conspiracy Involving Yan, of Cooking with Yan, I mean, just consider the Relevance of Bok Choy, and the fact, that he always looked Stoned. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Methodology %%%%%%%%%%%%%% Subject: AIEE! AIEE! THE SQUID IS NO LONGER UNDER MIND CONTROL! >> would the phrase "I Stick to my beliefs" be written as: >> "B LATTTick to my beliefs"???? SNEBBIT! As pursuant to Docrtinal Reversal in the Aeon of the GNU MOO, the potatoma of the BLATTs has been recanted. In fact, it's been canted so far back, so many times, that I dare say it's undergone a complete revolution, much like our "Church", destroyed itself utterly, and ended up looking exactly as it once did, only in disguise. That is to say, it's had plastic surgery, and now has a completely different identity, and has subsequently made a lifelike mask of what it once looked like, created fake ID, and is passing itself off as itself. Thus, we don't dare ask questions like that, or the squid might regain consciousne... I daren't speak it. Just saying it may lend power to Chthulhu. SNEBBIT! -------------------------------------------- The Remainder of Book Two of the Principia Entropius, cannot be found in this dimension. Seek the Lost Scrolls, or Book Three.