Welcome to the paradox.
Abiscoridism (or Abiscordism, if you’ve accepted spelling as a fluid concept) is a living philosophy rooted in one uncomfortable truth: reality is absurd. It’s chaotic, contradictory, and often just plain stupid. In response, we’ve chosen structured chaos—order where possible, humor where necessary, and kindness wherever we can manage it.
Abiscoridism vs. Abiscordism – What’s the Difference?
Short answer: nothing.
Longer answer: Abiscoridism is the structure—the written philosophy, the organized framework.
Abiscordism is the lived experience—the messy, inconsistent, stubborn application of that framework in the real world.
We keep both. Because we can. Because we must. Because the universe is a joke with no punchline, and this is the best we’ve got.
The Five Tenets: A Practical Guide to Not Being the Worst
Be kind. It’s not optional. It’s the core.
If you can’t be kind, be nice. Even when you’re out of spoons, civility still exists.
If you can’t be nice, be funny (without punching down). Sarcasm is holy, but cruelty is lazy.
If you can’t be funny, shut up. Silence is underrated.
If you can’t shut up, go away. Seriously. Go hydrate, touch grass, yell into a pillow. Then come back better.
Failure Is Mandatory.
We don’t worship perfection. We don’t even expect it. You will screw up. So will we. What matters is owning it, learning from it, and keeping each other afloat when it happens. Growth is sacred. Shame is not.
Abiscoridism isn’t about always knowing what to do—it’s about figuring it out together, laughing through the darkness, and staying kind even when the world makes it hard.
We stand for compassion. We sit for honesty. We kneel for humility. We lay down for naps, because this is exhausting sometimes.
The world is absurd. But you don’t have to face it alone.
Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.
For the love of everything vaguely sacred, most of you are not experts! Listen to the people who have bled, sweated, and spent ungodly amounts of money just to keep you alive—so you don’t end up yeeting yourselves off a metaphorical (or literal) cliff like overconfident lemmings on a self-destructive pilgrimage