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"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.

ERIS - GODDESS OF CHAOS, DISCORD & CONFUSION

They awoke to the sound of pins clattering, and found the bowlers
engaged in their game and the waitress busy with making coffee. It was
apparant that their experience had been private.

They discussed their strange encounter and reconstructed from memory
the chimpanzee's diagram. Over the next five days they searched libraries to
find the significance of it, but were disappointed to uncover only
references to Taoism, the Korean flag, and Technocracy. It was not until
they traced the Greek writing on the apple that they discovered the ancient
Goddess known to the Greeks as ERIS and to the Romans as DISCORDIA. This was
on the fifth night, and when they slept that night each had a vivid dream of
a splendid woman whose eyes were as soft as feather and as deep as eternity
itself, and whose body was the spectacular dance of atoms and universes.
Pyrotechnics of pure energy formed her flowing hair, and rainbows manifested
and dissolved as she spoke in a warm and gentle voice:

I have come to tell you that you are free. Many ages ago, My consciousness
left man, that he might develop himself. I return to find this development
approaching completion, but hindered by fear and by misunderstanding.

You have built for yourselves psychic suits of armor, and clad in them, your
vision is restricted, your movements are clumsy and painful, your skin is
bruised, and your spirit is broiled in the sun.

I am chaos. I am the substance from which your artists and scientists build
rhythms. I am the spirit with which your children and clowns laugh in happy
anarchy. I am chaos. I am alive, and I tell you that you are free.

During the next months they studied philosophies and theologies, and
learned that ERIS or DISCORDIA was primarily feared by the ancients as being
disruptive. Indeed, the very concept of chaos was still considered
equivalent to strife and treated as a negative. "No wonder things are all
screwed up," they concluded, "they have got it all backwards." They found
that the principle of disorder was every much as significant as the
principle of order.

With this in mind, they studied the strange yin-yang. During a
meditation one afternoon, a voice came to them: