Ye shall make ye no vomit nor barf, neither rear you up a smell image, neither shall ye set up any image of throw-up in your landm to bow down unto it; for I am the Cat in your Hat. And your sniveling shall reach unto the vintage, and the vintage shall reach unto the auditing time; and ye shall eat your Igloo to the full, and dwell in your smile safely. And ye shall eat old jello, and bring forth the old because of the new. I am the boat to your moon, which brougt you forth from the land of America, that you should not be their slave, to live in the State of Confusion; and I have broken the bonds of crapitalism, and made you go pencil.

"Tis an ill wind that blows no minds"-The Principia Discorida Everything is true. Even false things are true. But there is no true. Therefore there is no false. Thusly, reality is either an illusion, or what we percieve the chaos of the universe as, through our own filters that we call "brains". Scared yet? If you aren't, here's another hint: 99.9% of what we percive to be solid, includind ourselves, is empty space, vacum if you will. We only percieve solidity because we are mostly nothing, just like everything else that is "solid". If we were completely solid, 2 things would happen: 1) We wouldn't percieve what we perceive now, because it is mostly vacum, and 2) everything would be so dense that the universe would collapse in on itself, forming an infinitely large black hole, 3) This belongs in the above paragraph, not this sentance, but because we are mostly vacum, beings and objects of varying degrees of solidity are everywhere in the infinetely large universe, thus 4)proving that there is extraterrestrial life and5) that the universe is infinetly dense anyway, proving the universe is a black hole, and thus we are infinetly dense. I just canceled out the last several sentences I typed. Cool. That's discordian metaphysics for you!