May Kaos reign these words.
For True Words are Feelings,
And all Feelings are Kaos,
And all Kaos is Beautiful.
May I ever humbly strive
To not fuck this up
And not damn beautiful Feelings
By labeling them with words,
Invoking the curse of Greyface.
Rather, may You help me,
And channel Yourself through me
So that I may use
One of my only gifts
To create Wonder! And Beauty!
O Krazy! O Powerful Eris!
Mine is not to control,
But to channel with honesty.
Mine is not to inhibit,
But to nurture and grow.
All is Creation and Destruction!
All is Order and Disorder!
All is True, False, Meaningless,
All at the Same Time!
ALL HAIL DISCORDIA!
HAIL ERIS!