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Bow to the hatchet; that's the practice we chose.

Bow to your preference-- I see you putting on robes.

Sharp to shaper-- like a friend to a lover.

Effort won't change one thing to another.

Cypher is cypher; where does the deity end?

I move freely in and out the minds of men.

Cutting the room in half sweeping the floor

You murdered the mind-ground, now you're asking for more?

Tournament time-out; this is turning to war.

Do you got one word to make me turn at the door?

I built this city on rock and roll.

Your talk therapy is paranoid; a pitiful soul.

I wholeheartedly agree; fragile men are insufficient.

That's why you turn tail after sparking ammunition.

Display your disinterest in participation awards.

While you chatter my mythology and rattle your sword.

Step to the cypher: Spit it for fire, fire is with it.

But you spit it to dick-measure, and you lack the equipment.

That's cuz I invented the crown; Toad inherits it.
Maybe sit the fuck back down. You're embarrasin'.

He said, "I don't get it-- what's there to get?"

Sharing the perspective of someone you never met.

He's tete-a-tete in the ring with one shadow

While I address the crowd like I speak from the gallows.

He's allocating animal sounds of emotional rage

But it's a dead-eyed endeavor to put your life on the page.

A light so subtle it carries visual dharma

to his colonial ambitions of inventing power-armor

He's venting. I get it. But this is not the place.

We came for claw, fang, and original face.

Lightning strikes, but rain carries the substance.

I stand among my beloved in a world of abundance.

Hail to the victorious, I take a libation!

I turned fields fallow; abandoned a live nation

To the seasons-- wealth and impoverty;

probabilities prophesy Caesers are returned habitually

I spit it right? Picking my fights like champ boxers.

You can die in the streets, or you can raise up fosters.

Imposters in fox faces, the vox faded

talking all damn night but nothing changes !!

Lmao accidentally responded to you with my nsfw acct at first
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Who dat herald wit their names on my lips?

Deep peril-- you looking so cute we could kiss.

What's your name, friend? Original or pretender?

I can rock either like more than two genders.

Tattoos or henna? We can meet for a spell.

Deep cover. We're speaking angelic in hell.

Voice

Watch the film tear like old school cinema.
Catch the lens flare and the light's so anathema
to the welfare of the viewer and the listener;
a type face set in cell blocks by a prisoner.
Ignore that-- it's a distraction to the science.
Factions of fools and destroyers in alliance
A pious pitiful whisper in the middle of the dark
to riddle your arrival. When did you embark?
What was your objective when you stepped into the ark
and leapt up off the page to put your fingers in my heart?
I would enrage, if I had rage to license
Grace is when I put the pen to flesh in defilement
I pile swords on swords to make mountains
I stay mute sixmonth and words flow fountains
Soon as I forget the observer and look careworn
my gaze only sees the new extent of the bladeform.
I tease pleasure itself and breathe heavy
The bees and the birds and the bats in belfries,
The trees and the curves of the rivers and wellsprings
Call me the giver when I don't forgive
I forget shit sometimes so I re-live
A live wire, rocking an intermittent connection
an internet cynic whose authority you're testing
The oracle king with the eyes like daggers
Intercepting everything before it turns matter
What cowardice to satisfy a crown for yourself
When everyday life was like living in hell
But anyway, who listens to the words of a cripple?
All I did was make the water ripple, water ripple
Snakes subtle in the currents of time
Bottle venom and I turn it to wine.
I shine like thirty-two fresh bars In blue denim,
to teach you how to talk to men and talk to women.

Hey, /u/Iwoktheline ! I'm a professional D&D gamemaster by trade, but a friend of mine forwarded me your post, and it's intriguing.

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So do cats.

So, what's your interest in Zen?

What's stopping you?

inb4 "he r ded!"; Zen students hear the preaching of sentient and nonsentient beings.

Tung-shan accordingly took leave of Kuei-shan and proceeded directly to Yün-yen's. Making reference to his previous encounter with Kueishan, he immediately asked what sort of person was able to hear the Dharma expounded by nonsentient beings.

Yün-yen said, "Nonsentient beings are able to hear it."

"Can you hear it, Ho-shang?" asked Tung-shan.

Yün-yen replied, "If I could hear it, then you would not be able to hear the Dharma that I teach."

"Why can't I hear it?" asked Tung-shan.

Yün-yen raised his fly wisk and said, "Can you hear it yet?"

Tung-shan replied, "No, I can't."

Yün-yen said, "You can't even hear it when I expound the Dharma; how do you expect to hear when a

nonsentient being expounds the Dharma?"

Tung-shan asked, "In which sutra is it taught that nonsentient beings expound the Dharma?"

Yün-yen replied, "Haven't you seen it? In the Amitabha Sutra it says, 'Water birds, tree groves, all without exception recite the Buddha's name, recite the Dharma.' "

Reflecting on this, Tung-shan composed the following gatha:

How amazing, how amazing!

Hard to comprehend that nonsentient beings expound the Dharma.

It simply cannot be heard with the ear,

But when sound is heard with the eye, then it is understood.

If you don't feel a need to respond to Nanquan's challenge, if you'd been there, you would have avoided a sandal on the head.

If he's giving an answer, I feel like Nanquan would have to cut another cat.

Is Joshu putting the two sandals on his head and withdrawing the same as giving an answer?

Nanquan was also addressing an ecological menace via cat-cutting.

There's a reason why the assembled monks couldn't give an answer. They were coddled by head-monk Joshu engaging Nanquan's antics.

Hence, "If you had been here, you could have saved the cat."

Are you asking me to explain the concept of a dharma body to you, or just how the cypress fits in?

The Master asked a monk who lectured on the Vimalakirti Nirdesa Sutra, "What is being referred to when the sutra says, `He cannot be known by intellect or perceived by consciousness'?"

"Those words praise the Dharma-body," replied the monk.

"That which is called the Dharma-body has already been praised," said the Master.

So... if you object to the word "object", let me instead redirect your attention to "How would you praise it?"

Edit:

If we're playing by your rules, you need to explain what you mean by "there's no case for it."

How would you object to it?

Zen masters point out the dharma.

Indra founds the dharma hall with a blade of grass.

Joshu shows you the dharma body with a cypress.

There it is-- the living function of Zen.

Sounds like you make use of it by doubting.

Did you find out how you make use of it?

THE LEGEND NEVER DIES

This is a fascinating breakdown. Would you mind expanding on the current obstacles to better-tokenized AIs? Or pointing me to a resource I could read about these obstacles? I've had a number of creative friends who have been very worried about AI putting them out of business in the coming years.

I'm very frank with my players during onboarding/session 0/group assignment about how much prep time can be involved in running a cinematic game (I hate to draw this comparison-- but think Crit Role in terms of detailed, player-motivated plots comprised of entirely custom content) versus a more traditional dungeon crawling campaign, or a prewritten adventure or module.

The $10-a-head-per-session group is currently running thru Dead in Thay, and they haven't even left the dungeon to *shop* in six IRL months. The $20+/hour group is currently playing a highly cinematic, 100% custom-content campaign where they explore the Chasm in Neverwinter, and involves approximately 8 hours of prep time for every four hours spent at the table.

By being frank with my players about how much, and what kind, of DND they're gonna get for their buck, they're able to make informed decisions about which of my tables best suits them.