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Discordian
Te Chings
Prepared
by Hooflonj Poo Atma-Windu, MRNET,
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Now this
is the Noble Truth of FNORD!: birth is FNORD!, aging is FNORD!, death is
FNORD!; sorrow, lamentation, pain, grief, & despair are FNORD!s; association
with the unbeloved is FNORD!; separation from the loved is FNORD!; not
getting what is wanted is FNORD!. The aneristic illusion is FNORD! The
FNORD! That can be defined is not the true real eternal FNORD! The FNORD!
That can be heard or seen is not the ultimate illuminated FNORD!
Contemplations on The Sublime FNORD!
FNORD!, without desire to possess, knowing well that in the ultimate sense there is no possession and no possessor: this is the highest FNORD! FNORD!, without speaking and thinking of "I," knowing well that this so-called "I" is a mere delusion. FNORD!, without selecting and excluding, knowing well that to do so means to create FNORD!'s own contrasts: dislike, aversion and hatred. FNORD!, embracing all beings: small and great, far and near, be it on earth, in the water or in the air. FNORD!, embracing impartially all sentient beings, and not only those who are useful, pleasing or amusing to us. FNORD!, embracing all beings, be they noble-minded or low-minded, good or evil. The noble and the good are embraced because FNORD! is flowing to them spontaneously. The low-minded and evil-minded are included because they are those who are most in need of FNORD! In many of them the seed of goodness may have died merely because warmth was lacking for its growth, because it perished from cold in a FNORDless world. FNORD!, embracing all beings, knowing well that we all are fellow wayfarers through this round of existence — that we all are overcome by the same law of suffering. FNORD!, but not the sensuous fire that burns, scorches and tortures, that inflicts more wounds than it cures — flaring up now, at the next moment being extinguished, leaving behind more coldness and loneliness than was felt before. Rather, FNORD! that lies like a soft but firm hand on the ailing beings, ever unchanged in its sympathy, without wavering, unconcerned with any response it meets. FNORD! that is comforting coolness to those who burn with the fire of suffering and passion; that is life-giving warmth to those abandoned in the cold desert of loneliness, to those who are shivering in the frost of a FNORDless world; to those whose hearts have become as if empty and dry by the repeated calls for help, by deepest despair. FNORD!, that is a sublime nobility of heart and intellect which knows, understands and is ready to help. FNORD!, that is strength and gives strength: this is the highest FNORD! FNORD!, which by the Enlightened One was named "the liberation of the heart," "the most sublime beauty": this is the highest FNORD! And what is the highest manifestation of FNORD!? To show to the world the path leading to the end of suffering, the path pointed out, trodden, and realized to perfection by Him, the Exalted One, the FNORDster. For one
who clings, motion exists; but for one who clings not, there is no motion.
Where no motion is, there is no motion sickness. Where no motion sickness
is, there is no caravaning. Where no caravaning is, there is neither cumming
nor going. Where no cumming nor going is, there is neither orgasm nor pissing
away. Where neither orgasm nor pissing away is, there is neither this word
nor a word beyond, nor a state between. This, verily, is the end of this
text.
Written
by Fnord Prefect in a Vogon jail cell
while awaiting a private poetry reading |
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