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STE. SUYORT XUL
Founder of
The Fnordian Eristocrazy Cabal		 
			
The Diabolical History of The Fnordian Eristocrazy Cabal
lodge#666.23(skidoo!)
On a dark and stormy night in the Season of Bureaucracy, in the year of Our Lady 3163, a disheveled Seeker of Things To Be Sought After returned to Amerika after a lengthy stay in Nurnburg, a city in the Bundestaat Bavaria, Ancient seat of the Notorious ¡Illuminatus! Unbeknownst to him, he had been summoned there by agents of OPERATION MIND PHUCK.
Now back in Dallas, Conspiracy Central, he was struggling to find employment which he found at HPB but, not before he found Eris while groping in the Dark. She slapped him across the face with a copy of THE PRINCIPIA DISCORDIA for groping. Then she thanked him and vanished leaving him discomBOBulated. Puzzled by the dog eared, ketchup stained tome, Troyes took it home and read the whole thing in a night. "What a surrealist peace(sic) of Chaos!",he thought and fell asleep as one who has had too many(insert favorite poison here.) In a dream-delerium induced by partaking directly of the Sacred Chao enfolded in THE PRINCIPIA DISCORDIA, Troyes saw Eris smash his Pineal Gland with the Sacred Chao. A brilliant flash of light engulfed him and verily he did relive the vision of Malcalypse the Younger and Omar Ravenhurst*
There walked into the room a chimpanzee, shaggy and grey about the muzzle, yet upright to his full five feet, and poised with natural majesty. He carried a scroll and walked to the young men. "Gentlemen," he said, "why does Pickering's Moon go about in reverse orbit? Gentlemen, there are nipples on your chests; do you give milk? And what, pray tell, Gentlemen, is to be done about Heisenberg's Law?" He paused. "SOMEBODY HAD TO PUT ALL OF THIS CONFUSION HERE!" And with that he revealed his scroll. It was a diagram, like a yin- yang with a pentagon on one side and an apple on the other. And then he exploded and the two lost consciousness.
Troyes awoke with a gasp and spontaneously plunged into deep DiscomBoBulation contemplating the 5 lifetimes he'd spent Perfecting the 5 Perfections of the Discordian Pentabarf after which he emerged as a fully enlightenedHoly Illuminated M an O f D iscordia. When he emerged from this state of blissful DiscomBoBulation he thought, "this DiscomBoBulation is truly the elixir of all DicomBoBulation, it is the supreme DiscomBoBulation, this DiscomBoBulation surpasses all other DiscomBoBulation, surely all sentient beComings could benefit from this DiscomBoBulation. But if I were to expound upon this DiscomBoBulation perhaps no one would understand. What the fuck! It'll be fun to DiscomBoBulate others! Thus Troyes became Pope LoU DI Cruce {H.I.M.O.D.} and he founded the FNORDIAN ERISTOCRAZY lodge #666.23(skidoo!) to institutionalize those wHoly DiscomBoBulated. Afterall crazy people should stick together! Since the foundation of the Fnordian Eristocrazy, Pope LoU DI CRUCE has waged a war of Promethean Proportions on all GREYFACES via GUERILLA ONTOLOGY and OPERATION MIND PHUCK.
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