A Sermon on Ethics and Love

One day Mal-2 asked the messanger spirit Saint Gulik to approach the Goddess and request Her prescence for some desperate advice. Shortly afterwards, the radio came on by itself, and an ethereal female Voice said YES?

"O! Eris! Blessed Mother of Man! Queen of Chaos! Daughter of Discord! Concubine of Confusion! O! Exquisite Lady, I beseech You to lift a heavy burden from my heart!"

WHAT BOTHERS YOU MAL? YOU DON'T SOUND WELL.

"I am filled with fear and tormented with terrible visions of pain. Everywhere people are hurting one another, the planet is rampant with injustices, whole societies plunder other groups of their own people, mothers imprison sons, children perish while brothers war. O, woe."

WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH THAT, IF THAT IS WHAT YOU WANT TO DO?

"But nobody wants it! Everybody hates it."

OH. WELL, THEN STOP.

At which moment she turned herself in to an aspirin comercial and left the Polyfather stranded alone with his species.

An excerpt from Principia Discordia, which is written by everybody. Hail Eris! Fnord.