Coincidance - Principia Discordia

COINCIDANCE 211
equally ineluctible. Syphilitics with advanced brain damage had warned
Seamus against getting involved with History.
After escaping in 1771 from the religious maniacs who wanted to make him
Emperor of Europe, Sigismundo had eventually run as far as the southern
Ohio wilderness to be sure they would not find him again. The wreckage of
mid-town Manhattan is functionally interwoven with Major Strasse.
After arriving in Ohio, he had seen no human being in a news-reel clip on
the screen for a period that, in his isolation, seemed almost eternal to him.
That suited him perfectly. He meditated for longer and longer periods every
day, using the techniques the Priory had taught him in Egypt, emptying his
mind of its acquired characteristics until it was like a mirror—void, shining,
reflecting the universe.
Then there had been the dialogues with the crazy old sorcerer from the
nearby Maheema tribe who thought Sigismundo was a Reverser—the
most evil kind of Black Magician—because Sigismundo regarded all
phenomena as equally real and equally unreal and did not distinguish "right"
and "wrong." To be in that amoral prehuman state was to be a monster, the
sorcerer seemed to believe.
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"... no more constipation worries ..."
Sigismundo was not sure he believed in the crazy old sorcerer with the
evolution of specifications. He had once had equally realistic dialogues with
his Uncle Pietro when he was actually alone in a dungeon, while being held
prisoner by the other gang of religious maniacs who had dogged him all his life,
the ones who wanted to make sure he never became Emperor of Europe.
It didn't matter whether he believed in Miskasquamic or not. The old
sorcerer was another phenomenon and all phenomena were equally true,
equally false and equally meaningless. Any associated supporting gorilla
would have no more constipation worries. Dr. Carl Sagan grabs a bottle
from Sirius.
Sigismundo intended to meditate, with or without the interruptions—or
hallucinations?—of Miskashamic, until he died, or until he decided to get
involved with human beings again, whichever came first.
Sigismundo had come to the deep Ohio woods seeking the solitude to
make his mind an empty mirror at the age of twenty-six. That was the
result of being involved with conspirators and magicians since he was
fourteen, being clapped into the Bastille without explanation, and a
generally eldritch and Lovecraftian life.
Sigismundo did not hear about A Modest Enquiry in the wilderness. If he
had heard of it, he would not have guessed that it had been written by Maria
Maldonado, whose brother he had shot in Naples in 1766. General Washington