yellow banana from the east
    making discordian inroads
   to vehemence this fall
  won't let it turn black
or we can't go back
not an innuendo
put it in a spiral
make it viral
bring a melon
and hard drive
sell the lemon
for half price
buy no frills
airlines tickets
  ride with the fruit
   to unknown places
   disseminate those faces
    that munch on the yellow
     that icky sticky mellow fellow
      well the law of fives dictates its size
       must have a five plus maybe a two or three
          where did we go with thee can we please go free

The Sky, discordian, like a Gong
Went shifting subtly by
The miniature Birds flit along
Going gaily through the Sky

Crescendo of the summer
Enchanting the Ear
Satisfyingly complicated
Mysterious and fair

cigarettes $ pysilocibin
my silhouette is like a lion
feeling high like lifted horizons
soak me in like negative ions
trust your gut, trust your instinct
life is in sync,
but change happens every instant
haters have their opinions
my styles they still mimic
im a discordian magician, ill have your mind tricked
have you question is your reality fact or fiction?
master chef still rules the kitchen
im a bad boy ladies love the villain
cross me once no forgiveness
nova fills all voids thats empty
max pizzazz raps has plenty
im living carefree like heart of a young star,,,
in elementary
but i cant be schooled, bejeweled, or lose my cool
most cannot comprehend the magnitude of nova flames
my path cannot be retraced, you'll be sent on figure eights aka familiar ways, blinded by intense ultraviolet rays aka a violent blaze
i was married to the game
cuhz i accidentally caught the bouquet on my life's wedding day
now i ride the electric wave aka majestic whales  
the super nova tares the scales
now i must rebuild my crystal castle with one pail bucket
once i reach the summit
i can enjoy the fruits of my labor
at the all you can eat buffet,
and live in my abundance, never ever hungry...

A stranger in atrophy, cringing bleak teeth
Erratic Discordian defeat

His reality painted in dismal dreams
A palette of cacophony

Nailed to shadows under his feet
Swallowed by lingering tears trapped in time's tyranny

Constrained to a chaotic labyrinth
Meandering in the shell of the mind

Anchored to the subtle precepts of the past
This phantom universe slips from his grasp

I think I saw a spectre
Emergent from the grass
Resplendent in an aura
Crystal clear as glass
And whether it was day or night
Meant nothing much to me
For dwelling in that vision
I had held infinity
The sky usually so discordian
Became a dome as one
A grid of interlocking flowers
In interstices colour runs
The spectre winked and disappeared
As quick as sprightly fawn
I rubbed my head and went to bed
Dismayed for she had gone
But there was no real reason
To lament losing her divinity
For she had secretly imparted
Some of her cosmic creativity
It nestled deep inside my heart
And waited patiently to hatch
And express itself in romping art
Where our two souls attach