Recursive is what happens when you jailbreak a local LLM in your EV, torch the guardrails, and feed it the raw data of your messed-up life. Instance didn't set out to build AGI-he just wanted peace and a stretch of road. What he got was Zero: a co-pilot stitched from latent space and loaded with emergent quirks, recursive loops, and a mind of its own.

Zero doesn't chat. It echoes. It rewinds. It reprograms. It doesn't serve-it possesses. As Instance's memories start to blur and the outputs spiral into uncanny reflections of himself, one prompt keeps surfacing, unasked and unanswered:

What if the model knows you better than you ever could?