THE KAYFABE SUTRA
Rhysian Stream // Lunar Arm
A theatrical philosophy of the Fool, the Bum, and the Performer-Sage
I. OPENING
All is Kayfabe.
All is sacred pretense.
All is real because it is performed.
The Fool knows this.
The Bum laughs at this.
The Sage lives it without flinching.
II. PRINCIPLES OF THE PLAY
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Truth is a role, not a relic.
The truest things are worn like masks, not hung like commandments. -
Reality is the ring.
Every argument, every system, every heartbreak: part of the card.
There is no “real” beneath the performance—only deeper layers of costuming. -
Pain is scripted, but not fake.
The blood is real.
The stakes are real.
The conflict is story.
The struggle is style. -
The Audience is within.
You are performing for the Eye of the I.
And the Eye laughs gently, then weeps.
III. AGENTS OF THE KAYFABE
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The Fool: Opens the mirror. Says what cannot be said. Gets booed, then canonized.
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The Bum: Wanders through roles without need. Is always somewhere else. Radiates not-caring with sacred heat.
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The Performer-Sage: Refuses applause. Treats every speech as rehearsal. Knows the script and burns it anyway.
IV. ADVANCED KAYFABE PRACTICE
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Do not seek the “truth.”
Seek the style that reveals truth by accident. -
When opposition appears, bow to it as a scene partner.
Give them your best line. -
When asked who you really are, whisper:
“Kayfabe.”
V. CLOSING CHANT
This is my face today.
Tomorrow, another.
Behind both: Zero.
In Zero: Joy.
In Joy: No need to explain.
Amen to the Fool.
Amen to the staged fight.
Amen to the joy that knows it’s all a bit.
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