The last time I saw Eris, Goddess of Discord/Confusion/Strife (depending on how you look at it)
The last time I saw her, she started throwing golden apples at my head. Actually, she does that a lot. I’ve gotten used to it, I think.
Eris, Goddess of Discord/Confusion/Strife (depending on how you look at it) (placeholder)
“I am chaos. I am the substance from which your artists and scientists build rhythms. I am the spirit with which your children and clowns laugh in happy anarchy. I am chaos. I am alive, and I tell you that you are free.”
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Who introduced me to Eris, Goddess of Discord/Confusion/Strife (depending on how you look at it)
well i was reading a book on compareitive faiths in paganisim a while back searching for some truth
under “humorous/silly faiths” i found the reformed druids of north america and the discordians
I said “huh thats interesting” to myself and filed it away in my brain of partialy usefull information.
one day i was talking to a friend of mine and the topic came up of silly religons and I mentioned eris.
he said “huh thats interesting” and went to the library to check out the pricnipia discordia
which i promptly stole
(and then returned)
i had found some “Truth” with bouth a capitol T and quotation marks,
(for my birthday i got my own copy of the principa discordia, so i dont have to go stealing from friends with library books.)
The Romans left a likeness of Her for posterity—She was shown as a grotesque woman with a pale and ghastly look, Her eyes afire, Her garment ripped and torn, and as concealing a dagger in Her Bosom. Actually, most women look pale and ghastly when concealing a chilly dagger in their bosoms.
Her geneology is from the Greeks and is utterly confused. Either She was the twin of Ares and the daughter of Zeus and Hera; or She was the daughter of Nyx, goddess of night (who was either the daughter or wife of Chaos, or both), and Nyx’s brother, Erebus, and whose brothers and sisters include Death, Doom, Mockery, and Friendship. And that She begat Forgetfullness, Quarrels, Lies, and a bunch of gods and goddesses like that.
One day Mal-2 consulted his Pineal Gland* and asked Eris if She really created all of those terrible things. She told him that She had always liked the Old Greeks, but that they cannot be trusted with historic matters. “They were,” She added, “victims of indigestion, you know.”
Suffice it to say that Eris is not hateful or malicious. But She is mischievous, and does get a little bitchy at times.
