O thrice-great Hermes, Lord of the liminal. Caduceus-bearer of the gods. O god of the crossroads, bringer of knowledge. Your wit knows no end, Mercurius, I honor you and your nature.

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1. don't just summarize the whole thing

2. change up recipes, language, and images

3. create your own visual to add

4. combine multiple sources

5. quote and cite anything you use word for word

6. insert your own tips, tricks, or commentary, especially on quotes

i think it depends on what kind of source we're talking about, if it's something relatively short, an infopost/compilation, article etc just summarizing it is not rly necessary i agree. but for ancient texts, lengthy scientific works and ones that use less accessible, more academic language just putting it in simpler terms while retaining key info is actually quite helpful.

with changing things up it gets tricky, it's my personal preference but when doing my own research i tend to differentiate very clearly between information i'm pulling from a source (ofc properly cited) and my own additions and where they come from (interpretation of source, another practice, upg etc). while i'm far from just sticking to sources and i think upgs and personal additions are just as valuable, i believe the reader should have the right to know what came from where. this is how we can trace claims back to the source, vet the source and prevent spreading misinformation (like the whole pillars of hellenism thing or what happened with khernips).

O swift-footed Hermes, cunning and wise,

Born in the hills ‘neath the wild-roaming skies.

Son of the Thunderer, fleet as the breeze,

Running the hollers, slipping through trees.

Patron of rogues with a grin full of light,

Guiding the lost in the dead of the night.

Hand of the wanderer, voice of the tongue,

Silver-lipped speaker, forever unsung.

You taught us the ways of the barter and trade,

Showed us the roads and the trails that you laid.

You smile at the sly and the sharp-minded kin,

The fox in the henhouse, the luck that we win.

Breaker of locks and opener wide,

Bringer of blessings that cannot be tied.

Oft have I prayed when my feet found the road,

And oft have you lightened my wearying load.

Keeper of gates where the pale spirits go,

Leading them on where the cool rivers flow.

Friend of the dying, whose hands take their own,

Walking beside them, yet never alone.

Come now, O Hermes, by firelight’s glow,

Under these mountains so ancient they know.

Grant me your cunning, your laughter, your grace,

A quicksilver blessing to carry my pace.

Hail to you, Hermes, swift-footed and free,