Chi Wen Tzu used to playtest his rules before posting them. The Master, upon hearing of this, said "Writing them out is quite enough."| as-they-must.blogspot.com
Crouched in the broken shadow with the sun at his back and holding the trap at eyelevel against the morning sky he looked to be truing some older, some subtler instrument. Astrolabe or sextant. Like a man bent at fixing himself someway in the world. Bent on trying by arc or chord the space between his being and the world that was. If there be such space. If it be knowable.| Numbers Aren't Real