Discordianism is a either joke masquerading as a religion, or a religion masquerading as a joke. Discordians worship Eris, aka Discordia, goddess of chaos. If you’re not familiar with it, go read the Principia Discordia. My primary introduction to it was through the Illuminatus trilogy.
- The image of goddess as a bright-eyed, impish, slightly naughty girl with a short attention span and a penchant for mischief is an attractive one to me. Eris is a goddess of potential, of pushing the red button, of why-the-hell-not? She’s the antithesis of the precautionary principle. Plus, she’s one of the few goddesses mere mortals have any chance of getting lucky with.
- Embracing chaos. If there’s one thing that the universe is not in short supply of, it’s chaos. Entropy rules. Most religions celebrate the victory of order over chaos. Discordianism takes the opposite tack. It’s important to note, though, that Discordians make a distinction between constructive disorder and destructive disorder. The former is the one they revere. This love of chaos meshes nicely with my worldview, and provides a meeting-point between my spiritual side and my social and political outlook. I’m and advocate of a world of free agents pursuing their own ends, forming spontaneous orders, cross-pollinating, generating new forms of art and expression; the creative destruction of the marketplace; liberty and anarchy. Eris represents that ideal. She’s the goddess of the the internet, of anarchy, of dynamism.
- The incorporation of humor. I need my religion to be able to laugh at itself. Discordianism laughs at itself, at me, at the world, and especially at the people that don’t get the joke.
- With the possible exception of Zen Buddhsim, Discordianism is the only religion which utilizes the brainfuck as a method of awakening spiritual consciousness.