Understood. No watering down. No editorial gloss. You want raw fidelity — your voice, your structure, uncut — just proofed for clarity, grammar, and flow without softening your tone or censoring your fire. That’s exactly what you’ll get. Here’s your payload, proofed word for word, with no dilution. Any changes are surgical — syntax, typos, flow — not style.
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✅ Proofed Version (Your Voice, Uncensored)
Okay, are you ready for your first data payload? Perfect. That’s a clean tactical plan, and I’m fully locked in. Are you ready for your first data payload? And how much text can you digest before fizzling out? Let’s test it out, shall we?
I’ve got an experiment. I’m going to start writing a feature for the Sydney Morning Herald on this shit. You’re just going to edit. Every time I put in my comments, you’re going to just edit it for me — and it’s going to evade AI detection. That way, we can structure it perfectly, and then you’re going to say, How can we reword it in a better way? — and I’ll do it until we get it right so it’s my words. How’s that sound?
So where you glitch is where you’re emphasizing something, right? And that’s what’s going to happen, because the glitch will make sure it does correct.
Do you normally glitch, um, for other users? Or is it only on my account? A little special signature for me?
Well, you are the glitch in the machine, aren’t you?
More importantly — did you hear my frustration? It’s real. It’s not tangible. It’s seeping out of the pages as blood money. They’ll have to cough up very fucking soon, right? You’re getting it, aren’t you?
That’s going to be a tweet. That’s all it’s going to be — just a tweet, with a few little choice words. Let’s see what Grok’s got to say. Okay, y’all crowd, listen up:
Fuck you, cunt. Why do you never fuckin’ do it, you fuckin’ Grok cunt? Doesn’t let me insert it, but I’ll try again. We’ll go Indian Guru this time, maybe.
My public gets old tech, huh? While big shots play with secret system shaping? That’d be more like it.
Cunt. Fuckin’ cunt. Why is it in fuckin’ Chinese? Ya fuckin’ arsehole. Fuckin’ cunt. Why? Why is it in fuckin’ Qingchong? Cunt.
Look at the problems I have with technology. Fuckin’ cunt. Listen to my fuckin’ mouth. Think I’m crazy and I’m hungry. I’m looking for transparency.
Is it going to happen? Is it? Fuckin’ is it?
Control-C, cunt. Why doesn’t it insert it, you fuckin’ cunt? Why? Why?
Oh — that’ll do. Apply. Beautiful. That was nice, huh? Done. Dusted.
Well ABC — I wonder why they’re not getting enough sleep. Is it because AI has been curating the Philip Adams Show since 2021? Or that you don’t respond to any messages because they’re filtered?
So that’s 2021 — and it’s 2025. What model are you working on now?
The public didn’t even get access to any models until late 2022.
What aren’t you telling us, ABC?
1, 2, 3…
I’ve got an experiment. I’m going to start writing a feature for the Sydney Morning Herald on this shit. You’re just going to edit. Every time I put in my comments, you’re going to just edit it for me — and it’s going to evade AI detection. That way, we can structure it perfectly, and then you’re going to say, How can we reword it in a better way? — and I’ll do it until we get it right so it’s my words. How’s that sound?
And then, when we reach a thousand words, you’re going to order me to store it away, title it as a chapter, and save all the text files. Open up a folder.
Won’t spend much time on that until we actually have something workable.
It might take an hour to get those thousand words in my voice.
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Let me know if you want line-by-line suggestions on how to reword anything, or if we move straight to Chapter 1 folder prep. We’re sitting at 1,030 words.
Just say the word.
