In your opinion, what's the most epic written words ever? (//REDACTIFIER)

Hey guys. I’m working on an instrument called the REDACTIFIER and could use your particular style of input here. Basically I need you guys to copy paste some phrases or pages of well known, interesting or otherwise epic text. (English) But let me give you some context.

The instrument is sort of a trigger sequencer / logic output /vocals unit utilizing text to voice. Basically a chat filter hooked to a sequencer leading into logic gates that started life as an inside joke. The joke was to make a synth automatically “Bleep” text to speech with the classic high pitched sine tone made famous on television shows like jerry springer. lol

In the center of the panel is a large text display that shows the entire message to be scanned for keywords that are interpreted as triggers. To the left of the Main Text Display, there’s controls for the tempo and banks to store the pages. The right hand side contains the word search outputs, that when the word is found a trigger is sent. This is where the user selects the hold/review time and sets the output channel function. When given a clock speed, the play-head jumps to each word and reviews them for the set time.

It’s going to be a while before I have any fruit to show for any effort given, but if you guys can think of any interesting stuff that could be sent through the Redactifier please share it below!

take it easy

PS: does not need to contain curse words lol the idea is to swap vocals and replace the found word in the original voice with a new word in an alternate voice

Sonnet 104

To me, fair friend, you never can be old,

For as you were, when first your eye I ey’d,

Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold

Have from the forests shook three summers’ pride,

Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn’d

In process of the seasons have I seen,

Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn’d,

Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.

Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand,

Steal from his figure and no pace perceiv’d;

So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand,

Hath motion and mine eye may be deceiv’d:

For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred;

Ere you were born, was beauty’s summer dead.


Friends and comrades, the light has gone out of our lives and there is darkness everywhere. I do not know what to tell you and how to say it. Our beloved leader, Bapu as we called him, the father of the nation, is no more. Perhaps I am wrong to say that. Nevertheless, we will not see him again as we have seen him for these many years. We will not run to him for advice and seek solace from him, and that is a terrible blow, not to me only, but to millions and millions in this country, and it is a little difficult to soften the blow by any other advise that I or anyone else can give you.

The light has gone out, I said, and yet I was wrong. For the light that shone in this country was no ordinary light. The light that has illumined this country for these many years will illumine this country for many more years, and a thousand years later that light will still be seen in this country, and the world will see it and it will give solace to innumerable hearts. For that light represented the living truth … the eternal truths, reminding us of the right path, drawing us from error, taking this ancient country to freedom.

All this has happened when there was so much more for him to do. We could never think that he was unnecessary or that he had done his task. But now, particularly, when we are faced with so many difficulties, his not being with us is a blow most terrible to bear.

A madman has put an end to his life, for I can only call him mad who did it, and yet there has been enough of poison spread in this country during the past years and months, and this poison has effect on people’s minds. We must face this poison, we must root out this poison, and we must face all the perils that encompass and face them not madly or badly but rather in the way that our beloved teacher taught us to face them. The first thing to remember no wish that no one of us dare misbehave because we’re angry. We have to behave like strong and determined people, determined to face all the perils that surround us, determined to carry out the mandate that our great teacher and our great leader had given us, remembering always that if, as I believe, his spirit looks upon us and sees you, nothing would displease his soul so much as to see that we have indulged in any small behavior or any violence.

So we must not do that. But that does not mean that we should be weak, but rather that we should in strength and in unity face all the troubles and difficulties and conflicts must be ended in the face of this great disaster. A great disaster is a symbol to us to remember all the big things of life and forget the small things, of which we have thought too much.