Much has been left unedited from vanity. Spontaneous authenticity would convey my mentality. Words of a prophet, sacred utterances too valuable to explicate or throw away.
My brain is too important! As a prophet in rags, I scorn making myself presentable to you, dear reader. (I use the present tense to show how ridiculous I am.)
Historians wouldn’t waste a glance . A thinking machine would already remember every revision – even if this digital record survived. God sees all things. And even my friends don’t have such time.