IX

"I have to tell you that you are free.  Many ages ago, My consciousness left man, that he might develop himself.  I return to find this development approaching completion, but hindered by fear and misunderstanding.

You have build for yourself psychic suits of armor, and clad in them, your vision is restricted, your movements are clumsy and painful, your skin is bruised, and your spirit is broiled by the sun.

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."
Principia Discordia
Malaclypse The Younger

"While performing the fire breath in the bathtub the pendulum fixed itself in my thoughts - so many things can be explained by its motion - the thought that every action has an equal but opposite reaction.  Perhaps the divine is but a mirror, but then things would be "backwards".  The thought hit me to go over my journal entries - especially the "close encounters" ( might as well chase this white hare )

[much verbiage removed]

Reading over `96 and `97 it strikes me what a rhythmic pattern my "progress" seems to take.  It's like a (you guessed it) pendulum, moving from One to Omnia, connected to a central sphere, but a pendulum on a larger scale moving to and fro.  I am high to get a bit of a third party perspective on this review.   Also the sleeper must awaken - one must be conscious of their motion - The sleeper must awaken."
Excerpt from the journals of Frater Credo Quia Absurdum