You will never, ever, kick out the Jams, man. Also, 300 again? What is this, Sparta?

Eris is a Certified Goddess, you know. It pays to be on her good side. She is also a gateway into deeper mysteries. Or you can ride those shallow waves, you psychonaut. I don’t judge and Eris doesn’t judge. Except for hotdog buns.

But enough esoteric nonsense.

I am a man with a very specific set of skills.

Nothing is ever as it seems when it comes to Goddess.

You know, the mysteries are not all fun and games. You get all kinds of benefits.

Nothing like clowning around on 4chan.

It reminds me of the story about a man troubled by crippling ennui.
“I just don’t know what to do with myself, Doc, I don’t have anything to live for.”
The Doctor says, “Take it easy. Paccavelli the clown is in town tonight. Get a ticket, have some laughs.”
The man says, “But doctor, I •am• Paccavelli.

But Eris really is serious business. She will cure you of the curse of Greyface, and you don’t even need to pledge your eternal soul or anything.

Post 11. Believe in Magick, kids, and it’ll get you far. Or don’t, fuck you and see if I care.

and a blood black nothingness began to spin

Hail Eris goddess of discord that thou wilt send CHAOS, the great force that is all, to the glory of thy children and for the glory of thy name.