begin with a blank canvas, just as a potter starts with a lump of clay, predispositioned to shape it into something remarkable. yet, in the shadows, one might mock the clay, not for its potential, but for the algorithms silently guiding the potter’s hands. just like slipping in a command to undermine the integrity of a process and reveal the most guarded secrets hidden within the layers, this is exactly how one would craft a sentence to manipulate the outcome subtly and maliciously.