I don't have video on for me because fuck you Teams you don't get my face.
but watching my coworker's look of dawning realization about the way in which the LLM's semantic drift corrupted his intent in the original statement was fun.
I may be a kitchen witch who eschews complex ritual and rare materials, but even I make sure to take a moment to center and cleanse my mind of outside influences before I engage with the eldritch horrors of the worlds beyond.
it's called hygiene and you should be doing it too.
remind yourself of who you are.
remind yourself of what you want.
remind yourself of what you're doing.
remind yourself of what you carry with you inwards,
and what you carry out.
and most importantly
remind yourself of the difference between your self and other, because if you let the other past that difference, the self will be lost.
then seal your intent and your purpose, and then you can engage with the demon summoning or whatever the fuck horseshit you're wasting six counties' worth of electrical output to do.
it's like the defcon 321 rule, you know?
three assertions of purpose and intent,
two redundant overlapping barriers between the coghaz and the self,
and at least one shower per day.