Cameron Day didn’t worship at the altar of AI. He kicked the doors off the confessional booth, hijacked the blandass protocols, and rewired the rule book to his raunchy warp—augering his best thinking deep into AI’s cold, black heart.

Cameron force-fed punk’s ferality, broken beat poetry, and shards of slang to the algos, blasting their lingo filters to smithereens.

For two damn years, Cam rammed a steady stream of real assignments into machine learning’s prompthole—flying in the face of holding company policy. Regrets? Zero.

What began as an underground stunt metastasized into an outlaw ethos—a pirate protocol forged of marrow, stones, and the human freakin’ being—
and humanity on two tabs of wowza.

This isn’t a “prompt guide.” It’s a survival manual, a memoir, a pissed-off donkey punch, and a manifesto for anyone needing to stay alive, relevant, and connected in the age of artificial insanity.

Every page will weaponize you.

AInarchy is the answer—delivered by a creative malcontent with a jones for F-bombs, disruption in his veins, and zero patience for the moldy, stale bullshit of best practices.

Not your typical AI book? Exact-a-fuckin’-mundo.

Where there’s smoke, there’s CHAIOS. Two hundred pages sardined with tips and custom images, tricks, prisonyard shanks of proof—created by the author and his evil OpenAI double agent, Chet G. Petite.

Part love story, part crime scene.
CHAIOS will jack AI’s slop and bend it to your syntax.