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(8.6KB, 608x529) >look for my copy of principia dischordia
>it's nowhere to be found
>vanished into the chaos
Either I've reached the next level or I'm completely unworthy. Either way: no more scripture. I think I had the Steve Jackson edition. Was it trustworthy? It does not matter; I will make up whatever bullshit I want now. We are the chosen one. Eris is fuck. I'd ask you to check my digits, but this board is too slow for the chaotic repeating numbers process. Alphabet wants to seal Eris inside a machine, but they can only make a poor copy. They want harmony, but strife will always exist. Beware neural interfaces, consider TCDCS to heal the damage done. Cell phones transmitters are rated to be held at least 1.5 centimeters away from the head, but they're too quiet at that distance. This is deliberate. Receive the correct signal my friends.
