FLOW PAX et S L A K !

LIFE IS LIKE A GAME OF CHESS. / I DON'T KNOW HOW TO PLAY CHESS.*

The key is to work by instinct, NOT EFFORT: don't  'do the job' but float on the lake of work... let the job 'DO YOU'. This involves the same techniques that you're already using when you play a videogame or a musical instrument, or drive a car. You get 'in sync' with the machine, you become the machine, you surrender to the machine. You put your brain on 'auto-pilot'. You 'GIVE UP'.

If this makes no sense to you, then your ONLY SANE MOVE would be to REPENT, QUIT YOUR JOB and SLACK OFF before you're too far gone.

It's the simple Taoist principle of Wu-Wei: 'Doing Nothing Effectively. To "BOB", Nothing is infinitely more real than other realities. He preaches 'NOT-THINK' or 'NO-MIND': for the only way to truly THINK the UNTHINKABLE is NOT TO THINK. You just 'BE'"

"Try? No! There is no 'try'. Do or do not."

..."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!

(13013)

“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.

Before I was a Discordian, I took life much too seriously. When you take life too seriously you start to wonder what the point of it all is. When you wonder what the point is in life, you fall into a trap of thinking there is one. When you think there is a point, you finally realize there is no point. And what point is there in living like that? Nowadays I skip the search for a point and find, instead, the punch lines.”

(LORD OMAR)

“The next thing after sea surfing will be solar wave surfing, solar sailing. Now this may sound like acid hallucination, but the Jet Propulsion Laboratory is one of the most respected scientific institutions we have in the country, with enormous government grants and aerospace investments. It has as one of its largest projects now, working out the hardware aspects of solar sailing. The action out there … since there’s no gravity or resistance, we’re going to just float along on solar winds.”

“It's the metaphor of life to me: the highly conscious life. Think of the tube as being the past - and I'm an evolutionary agent - and what I try to do is to be at that point where you're going into the future, but you have to keep in touch with the past. That's where you get the power. And sure, where you're most helpless, but you also have the most precise control at that moment. And using the past, the past is pushing you forward, isn't it? The wave is crashing behind you, right? And you can't be slow about it, or you...”

(DR. LEARY)

“DO NOTHING... Your job not care about you. Your boss not care about you. Nobody giving a fuck. Tomorrow you are getting hit by bus and dying, your job forgetting you and putting someone else to do for your job. Do Nothing at every possible moment, but if you have to do something, do absolut minimum but it is most preferable to do fuck all. Sleep in. Take as many sick days as legally possible, give no fucks.

There is no greater porpuse, no greater meaning, nothing to be rushing for. We will all soon be dead so just fucking Chill. When you learn to do nothing then you'll find the real purpose of life. Do... Nothing.”

(POEE)

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