OR KILL ME!! - Principia Discordia

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Rev Roger, Sermon 31:
Shit Your Hate or You Will DIE!
"Goddammit, Roger, I really hate you."
- Larry the Diseased Mountain Monk, after "The Incident".
"YOU'RE BEING PLAYED, OPIE!"
- Chef, in our head, last week.
"Summer is over, the harvest is in, and we are not saved."
- The Old Testament
Bretheren and Cistern, the time has come for The Good
Reverend to renounce Discordianism as a failure...a rather silly
failure, at that. nothing has been accomplished in two years of
bullshit, "creative disorder" is a sad joke, and all the blog
threads and imaginary bars on the internet haven't saved you.
Face it, you're fucked, and you have nobody to blame but
yourself. Instead of using discordianism to disrupt - even for a
few precious seconds - The Machine(tm), you have used it to
play haiku games and to form factions. The "commandment"
that Discordians must stick apart has been warped out of
usefulness. You remembered the "apart" thing, but not the
"stick" part, didn't you?
Well, good. You deserve every shitty thing that is coming
down the pike. The Grayfaces won, and you let them.
Personally, I think it's funny as hell.
What's that you say? "Fuck you, Roger"? Yeah, I am perfectly
well aware that some of you hate my guts these days. GOOD.
If you LIKED me, I'd re-evaluate the way I am living my life.
The LAST thing I need is "friends" who think that "Three
or kill me