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%title My first sermon. %date 2002-10-12 15:28:00 :diary:livejournal:fossils:

On the milking of Chaos. Setting Orange, the 66th day of Bureaucracy in the YOLD 3168

Behold, among a field of chaos, the chao that stands out the most is the one that is not there. Ovaltine 5:23

There is no limit to the milking of chaos among men.

Well, there is one, and that one is that no man can milk the mu-Chao. Only Her Rather-holy Holiness Eris may milk such a chao, for the mu-Chao is the chao of NO-THING.

Each man may milk - no, has to milk - at least one small chao in his life time; there is no way for human beans to NOT do such a thing. Milking the mu-Chao isn't possible because simply by their mere existence, men create chaos among the world, and, as much as they strive against this fact, there's not a thing they can do about it.

Eris just skips over the rule of existence gaily and goes about milking as she pleases.

It is said that once, when a great Discordian was asked if he had seen the mu-Chao, he thought for a second before replying: "Yes, but not with my own eyes." The questioner remained unenlightened because he was stoned at the time, but mostly because he was stupid.

To this day, I'm still not sure what I'm talking about. Thank you.