"Personally, I think we Discordians could work out a similar path to liberation via surfing. That sounds like a program that would work for me. I cannot honestly say I've never met a man I didn't like. But certainly I have never met a surfer I didn't like.
When Pope Paul excommunicated Saint Christopher - who happens to be the Patron Saint of Surfers - for what seems to us like the rather negligable fault of never existing, the Discordian Society adopted him, along with Saint Patrick (discharged for the same reason at the same time).
Already an experienced beach bum, with many years on the sands of Florida's Sun Coast, I think I might very well spend the twilight years of my life in the holy land of California mastering the graceful art of riding a surfboard. When I am ready to take on disciples, you can probably find me somewhere along the stretch between Venice and San Diego, praying to Eris for surf. But joining me will entail sacrafices because a Discordian surfer will be prohibited from owning anything but a surfboard, trunks, a toothbrush, a beach towel and an automobile (maybe a hot rod or dune buggy). Because surfing is not just a sport; it's a lifestyle. And Discordianism is not just a religion; it is a mental illness."
(Omar Ravenhurst; POEE)
..."Surfing the Luck Plane" - floating down the Path of Least Resistance - "greasing the skids" and EXPLOITING your MISTAKES. You negate effort by not trying, by not even doing... by merely "letting". When you can finally "let", and just "SEE" rather than "look", then and only then will you achieve Achievingness without trying.
And this can mean INSTANT MONEY - LUCK AT THE RACES - AN AVALANCHE OF FRENZIED SEX - ANYTHING YOU DESIRE!!!
IT REALLY WORKS!
(Revelation X; 13013)
Iglesia del Surf del Cristo Risueño de la Costa LTD. MMXXII ©
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