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%title My first sermon.
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%date 2002-10-12 15:28:00
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:diary:livejournal:fossils:
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<strong>On the milking of Chaos.</strong>
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Setting Orange, the 66th day of Bureaucracy in the YOLD 3168
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<em>Behold, among a field of chaos, the chao that stands out the most is the one
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that is not there.</em>
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Ovaltine 5:23
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There is no limit to the milking of chaos among men.
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Well, there is one, and that one is that no man can milk the mu-Chao. Only
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Her Rather-holy Holiness Eris may milk such a chao, for the mu-Chao is the
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chao of NO-THING.
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Each man may milk - no, has to milk - at least one small chao in his life
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time; there is no way for human beans to NOT do such a thing. Milking the
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mu-Chao isn't possible because simply by their mere existence, men create
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chaos among the world, and, as much as they strive against this fact, there's
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not a thing they can do about it.
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Eris just skips over the rule of existence gaily and goes about milking as she
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pleases.
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It is said that once, when a great Discordian was asked if he had seen the
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mu-Chao, he thought for a second before replying: "Yes, but not with my own
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eyes." The questioner remained unenlightened because he was stoned at the
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time, but mostly because he was stupid.
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To this day, I'm still not sure what I'm talking about. Thank you. |