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String comment = '>Nothing has changed:
>the moon over Ten-hundred-foot Mountain.
>Five hundred previous lives unborn
>—who are you ?
Can /lit/ answer this question?';
'I don’t know';
'The landscape.';
'I am the ghost of Christmas past, give me your balls or eat my ass';
'>>23361586
chinks really cant into spirituality';
'>>23361586
I am the stillness on the surface of a lake.';
'>>23361586
Woman.
No matter how many days and nights pass, she never changes.
Five hundred chads get through her pussy, and yet all the chads have realized that she is too unstable to not get married.';
'>>23362210
I mean, to get married.';
'Hey guys. Let's have a little talk.
I have a strange habit regarding left and right. I always put on socks starting from the left, but when it comes to shoes, I start from the right. I put my right leg into pants first. I don't know why, it's just always been like that.
When sleeping with a woman, it doesn't matter whether it's on the right or left side of the bed. Some people seem to need a specific side to feel comfortable, but not me.
I read in a book that Hideki Tojo, who was Japan's leader at the start of World War II, attempted suicide with a pistol when the war ended. He meticulously marked the exact location of his heart with ink, prepared himself, and pulled the trigger with determination. But he was left-handed. So presumably, he held the gun in his left hand and shot himself in the left side of his chest.
It's not as easy as it sounds. The angle becomes awkward, and it's hard to apply enough force with your finger. Anyway, Tojo failed at suicide, was arrested by the occupying forces, received a blood transfusion from American soldiers, survived, and was later tried and sentenced to death by hanging.
Living as a left-handed person seems quite tough. Hang in there.';
'>>23361586
This riddle seems to be a form of a Zen koan, which is a paradoxical anecdote or riddle used in Zen Buddhism to demonstrate the inadequacy of logical reasoning and to provoke enlightenment. The answer to a koan is not something that can be given directly, as it's meant to be meditated upon to gain personal insight or enlightenment.
The riddle you've presented, "Nothing has changed: the moon over Ten-hundred-foot Mountain. Five hundred previous lives unborn — who are you?" suggests a reflection on the unchanging nature of some aspects of the world, like the moon's consistent presence, contrasted with the concept of rebirth and the question of identity.
In Zen practice, the answer to "who are you?" is not your name or your occupation, but something deeper about your true nature that goes beyond words and concepts. It's an invitation to look within and find the answer through introspection and meditation. So, in a way, you are the one who can find the answer to this riddle by understanding yourself at a profound level.';
'>>23361586
>I am.';
'>>23362575
Wrong.';
'>>23362552
Thanks for your input, ChatGPT, but you're incorrect.';
'>>23361733
>>23361735
>>23361804
Wrong. Go meditate.';
'>>23361586
I'm me.
Now go, before I show you how to clap with one hand.';
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