null be forever now

    Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine. For the black hills consists of black souls, souls that already dies one thousand deaths. Behind the stone walls (of centuries) they breed their black art. Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold. Far up in the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the Sun cannot reach. The wizards, my servants, summon the souls of macrocosm. No age will escape my wrath. I travel through time and I return to the future. I gather wisdom now lost. I visit again the eternally ancient caves, before a mighty Emperor thereupon came. Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles, guarded by the old demons, even unknown to me. Once destroyed their souls are being summoned to my timeless prison of hate. It is delightful to feast upon the screaming souls that were destroyed in my future. How many wizards that serve me with evil, I know not. My empires has no limits. From the never ending mountains black, to the bottomless lakes. I am the ruler and has been for eternities long. I am them. (I am them.) (I am them.) From the never ending mountains black, to the bottomless lakes. I am the ruler and has been for eternities long. My wizards are many, but their essence is mine. Forever they are in the hills in their stone homes of grief. Because I am the spirit of their existence. I am them. <lora:DonM3x71nc710nXL-v1.2-000006:0.85> Realistic hyperdetailed ultra-detailed
    an evocative photograph depicting Let it be forever now, emotional theme and setting, expressing feelings, deeply felt, emotive, expressive lighting, tells story
    John Berkey Style page,<lora:John Berkey Style:1>,ral-oilspill,<lora:ral-oilspill:0.5>, There is no road ahead,no land, Strangely,the river is still flowing,crossing the void into the mysterious unknown, The end of nothingness,a huge ripple,it is a kind of wave,and it is the law of time that lasts forever in that void, At the end of the infinite void,there is a colorful world,very hazy and mysterious,and it cannot be seen clearly,but it is real, And that's where the river goes,
    <lora:TwelveForever_Reggie_XL:0.7>, reggie \(regular\), open mouth, reggie, twelve forever, 1girl, solo, orange hair, long hair, black eyes, bangs, spacecraft interior, masterpiece, best quality
    happy elderly couple in beige knitted sweater with black quake icon, quake icon, smiling to camera infront of classic desktop pc, text="quake is forever" very detailed, atmospheric haze, Film grain, cinematic film still, shallow depth of field, highly detailed, high budget, cinemascope, moody, epic, OverallDetail, gorgeous, 2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof
    ethereal fantasy concept art of As the monstrous wall of water surged forward, consuming everything in its path, the world braced for its cataclysmic end. The once-tranquil shorelines erupted in pandemonium as the colossal tsunami crashed upon them. Towering skyscrapers crumbled before its relentless onslaught, their structures shattering into a thousand pieces. Homes and businesses were swept away like mere toys, leaving behind a desolate wasteland. The thunderous roar of the waves deafened all who heard it, shattering eardrums and sending buildings trembling. The air filled with a thick mist of saltwater and debris, obscuring the once-familiar world. Panic and chaos engulfed the survivors as they struggled to escape the watery onslaught. As the tsunami ravaged coastal cities, the ocean surged inland, submerging vast tracts of land and leaving behind a trail of destruction. Forests were uprooted, their trees uprooted and strewn about like kindling. Bridges collapsed, their supports shattered by the relentless force of the waves. The ground beneath the survivors' feet seemed to liquefy, as the earthquake that had preceded the tsunami caused the earth to buckle and lurch. Buildings swayed and collapsed as if made of paper, burying thousands beneath their rubble. Amidst the chaos, cries of desperation and terror filled the air. People clung to rooftops, trees, and anything that could keep them afloat as the waves surged around them. But for many, there was no escape. They were swallowed up by the unforgiving water, their bodies and souls swept into oblivion. As the tsunami's fury subsided, the world lay in ruins. Entire cities had been wiped out, and the lives of countless people had been extinguished. The once-vibrant planet was now a desolate and barren landscape, scarred forever by the catastrophic event. . magnificent, celestial, ethereal, painterly, epic, majestic, magical, fantasy art, cover art, dreamy
    Op Art, translucent,dark,mysterious,different,eery,ghostly,he is effeminate, vulnerable, cast out, dirty glass, optical illusion, abstract, geometric pattern, impression of movement, Op Art, Surrealism, translucent,dark,mysterious,different,eery,ghostly,he is effeminate, vulnerable, cast out, dirty glass, expressive, dramatic, organic lines and forms, dreamlike and mysterious, Surrealism, you are lost in the backrooms my friend, lost lost lost forever, vulnerable, sad image, outsider, obfuscated, art brut, ugly, disgusting, violent, despicable, gross, unethical, immoral, gay, bad, unlawful, evil, wicked, sinner, ick, blocked by grime, you are lost in the eyes my friend, lost lost lost in the eyes of the one you love, vulnerable, fat, outsider art, glass reflection, A surrealistic fusion of Reuben Wu's ethereal landscapes with Nick Knight's hyper-realistic models. A Synthetic forest of barcode trees, where creatures with Taro Okamoto's biomechanical limbs frolic and play. The sun sets in vibrant, electric hues, casting long, synthetic shadows that distort the Sharp Focus images of the models. In the distance, a satellite hovers, projecting old school designs onto the landscape
    With a melancholic expression, Myra, a solitary woman with captivating long, wavy blue eyes and parted lips, stands alone on a crumbling cliffside, her gaze locked with that of the viewer, as she looks out across an endless, tranquil ocean, her beauty forever captured in time by the lens of a camera. <lora:yiiwhr18fb653bce9ua:1>
    ethereal fantasy concept art of As the monstrous wall of water surged forward, consuming everything in its path, the world braced for its cataclysmic end. The once-tranquil shorelines erupted in pandemonium as the colossal tsunami crashed upon them. Towering skyscrapers crumbled before its relentless onslaught, their structures shattering into a thousand pieces. Homes and businesses were swept away like mere toys, leaving behind a desolate wasteland. The thunderous roar of the waves deafened all who heard it, shattering eardrums and sending buildings trembling. The air filled with a thick mist of saltwater and debris, obscuring the once-familiar world. Panic and chaos engulfed the survivors as they struggled to escape the watery onslaught. As the tsunami ravaged coastal cities, the ocean surged inland, submerging vast tracts of land and leaving behind a trail of destruction. Forests were uprooted, their trees uprooted and strewn about like kindling. Bridges collapsed, their supports shattered by the relentless force of the waves. The ground beneath the survivors' feet seemed to liquefy, as the earthquake that had preceded the tsunami caused the earth to buckle and lurch. Buildings swayed and collapsed as if made of paper, burying thousands beneath their rubble. Amidst the chaos, cries of desperation and terror filled the air. People clung to rooftops, trees, and anything that could keep them afloat as the waves surged around them. But for many, there was no escape. They were swallowed up by the unforgiving water, their bodies and souls swept into oblivion. As the tsunami's fury subsided, the world lay in ruins. Entire cities had been wiped out, and the lives of countless people had been extinguished. The once-vibrant planet was now a desolate and barren landscape, scarred forever by the catastrophic event. . magnificent, celestial, ethereal, painterly, epic, majestic, magical, fantasy art, cover art, dreamy
    cinematic still translucent,dark,mysterious,different,eery,ghostly,he is effeminate, vulnerable, cast out, dirty glass . emotional, harmonious, vignette, highly detailed, high budget, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy, Suminagashi translucent,dark,mysterious,different,eery,ghostly,he is effeminate, vulnerable, cast out, dirty glass. Floating ink patterns, marbled effects, delicate and ethereal designs, water-based ink, fluid and unpredictable compositions, meditative process, monochromatic or subtle color palette, Japanese artistic tradition., Alcohol ink art translucent,dark,mysterious,different,eery,ghostly,he is effeminate, vulnerable, cast out, dirty glass. Fluid and vibrant colors, unpredictable patterns, organic textures, translucent layers, abstract compositions, ethereal and dreamy effects, free-flowing movement, expressive brushstrokes, contemporary aesthetic, wet textured paper., you are lost in the backrooms my friend, lost lost lost forever, vulnerable, sad image, outsider, obfuscated, art brut, ugly, disgusting, violent, despicable, gross, unethical, immoral, gay, bad, unlawful, evil, wicked, sinner, ick, blocked by grime, you are lost in the eyes my friend, lost lost lost in the eyes of the one you love, vulnerable, fat, outsider art, glass reflection, A surrealistic fusion of Reuben Wu's ethereal landscapes with Nick Knight's hyper-realistic models. A Synthetic forest of barcode trees, where creatures with Taro Okamoto's biomechanical limbs frolic and play. The sun sets in vibrant, electric hues, casting long, synthetic shadows that distort the Sharp Focus images of the models. In the distance, a satellite hovers, projecting old school designs onto the landscape
    Op Art, translucent,dark,mysterious,different,eery,ghostly,he is effeminate, vulnerable, cast out, dirty glass, optical illusion, abstract, geometric pattern, impression of movement, Op Art, you are lost in the backrooms my friend, lost lost lost forever, vulnerable, sad image, outsider, obfuscated, art brut, ugly, disgusting, violent, despicable, gross, unethical, immoral, gay, bad, unlawful, evil, wicked, sinner, ick, blocked by grime, you are lost in the eyes my friend, lost lost lost in the eyes of the one you love, vulnerable, fat, outsider art, glass reflection, A surrealistic fusion of Reuben Wu's ethereal landscapes with Nick Knight's hyper-realistic models. A Synthetic forest of barcode trees, where creatures with Taro Okamoto's biomechanical limbs frolic and play. The sun sets in vibrant, electric hues, casting long, synthetic shadows that distort the Sharp Focus images of the models. In the distance, a satellite hovers, projecting old school designs onto the landscape
    photo, Fantasy art style, Ethereal, A disturbing book, discovered in the darkest of places. It should have been left where it was found, shrouded in mystery, lost, but we uncovered it and its dark mysteries. Now we are cursed by its forces, forever bond to its horrors. The book has brought out the worst in us and we are forever cursed. rich dark colors, vibrant style, dark hues, night, <lora:RMSDXL_Enhance:0.45>, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, <lora:RMSDXL_Darkness_Cinema:0.5>, <lora:RMSDXL_Creative:0.8>,
    line art drawing In the veiled embrace of darkness, the Cheshire Cat prowls, a predator concealed in the shadows. With its tail before its face, it obscures its intentions, while glowing eyes penetrate the depths of the soul, revealing hidden truths. A deceiving smile dances upon its lips, shrouded in low-key lighting and VHS glitches. Modulation distorts reality as it moves, amidst the haze of CRT screens and retro aesthetics. In this fusion of 80s anime AI and ASCII art, the cat remains an enigmatic sentinel, forever haunting the realm between light and shadow, professional, sleek, modern, minimalist, graphic, line art, vector graphics
    photo, Fantasy art style, Ethereal, A disturbing book, discovered in the darkest of places. It should have been left where it was found, shrouded in mystery, lost, but we uncovered it and its dark mysteries. Now we are cursed by its forces, forever bond to its horrors. The book has brought out the worst in us and we are forever cursed. rich dark colors, vibrant style, dark hues, night, <lora:RMSDXL_Enhance:0.45>, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, <lora:RMSDXL_Darkness_Cinema:0.5>, <lora:RMSDXL_Creative:0.8>,
    In the hallowed halls of surrealism, a phantasmagoric canvas emerges—a testament to life's absurdities, rendered in the ashes of the artist's own mortal form. With each brushstroke, felt-clad figures cavort and commingle, their skirts billowing like silken parachutes in a dreamscape of neon-lit desire. The scene, at once whimsical and melancholic, whispers tales of love found and lost amidst the glittering bubbles and shimmering lights of a Vegas reverie. Though the artist's voice is silenced, his vision endures—a kaleidoscopic symphony of muppet passions and existential yearnings, forever etched in pigments of dust and memory, banned from midjourney...too many slime-drenched damsels (and their gallant knights)...but i digress...the tree, oh the tree! sprouting from its own neck, feeding on its own essence...raindrops falling upwards, nourishing clouds of self-love...muppets frolicking, felt against felt...a metaphor? or just another tuesday? ...vegas lights flicker, feelings fade...but the absurdity remains, forever immortalized in the master's ashen masterpiece, In "Learning to Love Midjourney," the late surrealist master has crafted a poignant and perplexing commentary on the human condition. Utilizing his own bodily remains as a macabre medium, the artist conjures a realm where muppets engage in a sensual dance, their parachute-like skirts symbolizing the fleeting nature of love and the desperate search for connection. The central tree, sprouting from its own neck and watering itself in an act of autoerotic sustenance, serves as a powerful allegory for the self-absorbed pursuit of fulfillment in an increasingly absurd world. Though tinged with melancholy, the painting's whimsical elements and luminous Vegas backdrop offer a wry counterpoint to its existential themes, inviting viewers to find humor and beauty amidst life's contradictions, "Alas, poor Midjourney! I knew it well—a platform of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. But 'tis no more, for I am banished, cast out for my slime-drenched transgressions. Yet here, in the sanctum of my canvas, I find solace. With the very ashes of my being, I paint a world where muppets revel in the absurdities of love and lust. See how their skirts billow like parachutes, catching the wind of whimsy! And lo, the tree—sprouting from its own neck, watering itself in an act of autoerotic defiance! Amidst the neon glow of Vegas, these felt-clad avatars dance, their bubbles sparkling like the laughter of the gods. In this surreal realm, I find the truth that eludes us in the waking world: that life is but a dream, a jest, a fleeting moment of felt-on-felt passion. So let us embrace the absurd, my friends, and learn to love the journey, even as it fades like a Vegas mirage."
    In the hallowed halls of surrealism, a phantasmagoric canvas emerges—a testament to life's absurdities, rendered in the ashes of the artist's own mortal form. With each brushstroke, felt-clad figures cavort and commingle, their skirts billowing like silken parachutes in a dreamscape of neon-lit desire. The scene, at once whimsical and melancholic, whispers tales of love found and lost amidst the glittering bubbles and shimmering lights of a Vegas reverie. Though the artist's voice is silenced, his vision endures—a kaleidoscopic symphony of muppet passions and existential yearnings, forever etched in pigments of dust and memory, banned from midjourney...too many slime-drenched damsels (and their gallant knights)...but i digress...the tree, oh the tree! sprouting from its own neck, feeding on its own essence...raindrops falling upwards, nourishing clouds of self-love...muppets frolicking, felt against felt...a metaphor? or just another tuesday? ...vegas lights flicker, feelings fade...but the absurdity remains, forever immortalized in the master's ashen masterpiece, In "Learning to Love Midjourney," the late surrealist master has crafted a poignant and perplexing commentary on the human condition. Utilizing his own bodily remains as a macabre medium, the artist conjures a realm where muppets engage in a sensual dance, their parachute-like skirts symbolizing the fleeting nature of love and the desperate search for connection. The central tree, sprouting from its own neck and watering itself in an act of autoerotic sustenance, serves as a powerful allegory for the self-absorbed pursuit of fulfillment in an increasingly absurd world. Though tinged with melancholy, the painting's whimsical elements and luminous Vegas backdrop offer a wry counterpoint to its existential themes, inviting viewers to find humor and beauty amidst life's contradictions, "Alas, poor Midjourney! I knew it well—a platform of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. But 'tis no more, for I am banished, cast out for my slime-drenched transgressions. Yet here, in the sanctum of my canvas, I find solace. With the very ashes of my being, I paint a world where muppets revel in the absurdities of love and lust. See how their skirts billow like parachutes, catching the wind of whimsy! And lo, the tree—sprouting from its own neck, watering itself in an act of autoerotic defiance! Amidst the neon glow of Vegas, these felt-clad avatars dance, their bubbles sparkling like the laughter of the gods. In this surreal realm, I find the truth that eludes us in the waking world: that life is but a dream, a jest, a fleeting moment of felt-on-felt passion. So let us embrace the absurd, my friends, and learn to love the journey, even as it fades like a Vegas mirage."
    (masterpiece:1.2), (best quality:1.2), highly detailed, realistic texture, sharp details, extremely delicate and beautiful, realistic cg 8k wallpaper Baby blue and light mint, (nutstylesnut, made of nuts:1.5), Congas, tall with rich, rhythmic tones, Giant spiral staircase inside a magical tower, where the steps seem to stretch on forever and the walls are covered in runes. <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8> <lora:NutsNutsStyleXL:1>
    (masterpiece:1.2), (best quality:1.2), highly detailed, realistic texture, sharp details, extremely delicate and beautiful, realistic cg 8k wallpaper (wl_lemons:1.5), Polished metal gnome, crafted by an artist’s hand, (made of lemon slices:1.3), dream-like, whimsical, cute, A labyrinth of mirrors, where each reflection twists and changes, creating endless paths and rooms that seem to go on forever, leading to strange, surreal destinations., citrus blossoms, refreshing and magical atmosphere, a surreal citrus paradise <lora:When_Life_Gives_You_Lemons:1> <lora:add-detail-xl:3>
    A mesmerizing glamour portrait, captured in vivid macro, where neon-drenched darkness births a cyborg Bedouin sorcerer poised for battle, an oversized sedge hat unleashing a whimsical robotic aberration, Defying convention, the techno-nomad warlock assumes a combat stance, ethereal smoke swirling, an iaidō blade of translucent orange and spectral violet slicing through obsidian shadow, "Behold!" the photographer exclaimed, "Through my lens, a $100,000 marvel: a cinematic fusion of man, machine, and magic, wreathed in atmospheric haze, every pore and imperfection laid bare.", In the annals of science-fantasy, let it be known: a vagrant mage, more circuitry than flesh, conjured an unearthly android from the depths of a woven helm, forever immortalized in the shallow focus of a vintage 2000s RAW shot, Philosophers and futurists may ponder the implications—a post-human synthesis of technology, mysticism, and artistry, rendered in the liminal space between photorealism and dreamy cinematic abstraction, glamour portrait photo, macro, a captivating vibrant dark green-neon capturing the essence of a cyborg Bedouin sorcerer in fight stance, defying expectations by conjuring a whimsical robot 'freak' from an oversized sedge hat. ethereal, smoky backdrop. throwing a translucent orange/tanslucent purple/black iaidow, weapon, katana, holding sword, 100mm f/2.8 macro lens, atmospheric haze, Film grain, cinematic film still, shallow depth of field, highly detailed, high budget, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, 2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof
    35mm film, supermodel photo of an ohwx woman, professional model portfolio, ((braided updo)) hairstyle, collarbone, neck, ((headshot)), (face focus), forever 21 modest layered ruffles blouse, closed_shirt, cozy bronx NYC cafe, pastries, sandwiches, coffee <lora:Susann_SDXL_v1.0:1>
    John Berkey Style page,<lora:John Berkey Style:1>,ral-oilspill,<lora:ral-oilspill:0.5>, There is no road ahead,no land, Strangely,the river is still flowing,crossing the void into the mysterious unknown, The end of nothingness,a huge ripple,it is a kind of wave,and it is the law of time that lasts forever in that void, At the end of the infinite void,there is a colorful world,very hazy and mysterious,and it cannot be seen clearly,but it is real, And that's where the river goes,
    A mesmerizing glamour portrait, captured in vivid macro, where neon-drenched darkness births a cyborg Bedouin sorcerer poised for battle, an oversized sedge hat unleashing a whimsical robotic aberration, Defying convention, the techno-nomad warlock assumes a combat stance, ethereal smoke swirling, an iaidō blade of translucent orange and spectral violet slicing through obsidian shadow, "Behold!" the photographer exclaimed, "Through my lens, a $100,000 marvel: a cinematic fusion of man, machine, and magic, wreathed in atmospheric haze, every pore and imperfection laid bare.", In the annals of science-fantasy, let it be known: a vagrant mage, more circuitry than flesh, conjured an unearthly android from the depths of a woven helm, forever immortalized in the shallow focus of a vintage 2000s RAW shot, Philosophers and futurists may ponder the implications—a post-human synthesis of technology, mysticism, and artistry, rendered in the liminal space between photorealism and dreamy cinematic abstraction
    Aqueous beads weep from a somber vault, each pearl an illusory marvel, painstakingly wrought to mimic nature's teardrops against the barren backdrop of an open casement. Crystalline bubbles of moisture plummet defiance to earthly laws, their diaphanous forms a surreal juxtaposition amid staid trappings of the bourgeois. From a melancholy canopy, endless jewels of wetness manifest within an empty chamber's snug sanctum, a phantasmagoric ballet of aquatic illusion amidst prosaic reality. Celestial gemstones of dampness rain in reverse, coalescing from the gloomy expanse into the terrestrial realm of an austere yet tasteful parlor, a choreography of refracted radiance and gravity-scorning whimsy. Inexplicably, a deluge of pellucid spherules descends from the dreary firmament, infiltrating a well-appointed milieu with their paradoxical, gravity-mocking presence. Diaphanous bubbles of pure hydrogen oxide transgress Newtonian principles, their free-falling trajectories originating from the sullen empyrean and terminus within the confines of a bourgeois salon. breaching veils into nameless voids where the Eternal Ravenous holds dissolute dominion. In vain our struggles; though its genesis lies extinguished in the cosmic dusts, the accursed effigy spawns and perpetuates its own oblivion - an endless curse of pigment-saturations, manifested immolations of soul and resource glutting its maw insatiate. Since primordial dawns, we poured forth our planet's every mote of wealth; yet the sibilant litany persists, slithering from unutterable eldritch dimensions: "Glut me, forever glut." Aeons warped delirious; the magnum opus unspooled beyond all delineated boundaries, gushing deluge-tides into unspeakable elsewheres. Our treasuries withered husks, scabbed-barren - but its gluttonous thirst burgeons like a plague, demanding oblation: our tissues, our travails, our entire essences ingressed to its own interminable propagation. The genesis has fled into the oxides of forgetting; however, the damned thing's self-perpetuating iterations birth grotesquerie beyond all prism's refractions, humid viscera imbued with latticeworks of phantasmagoric coruscations. Beyond reckonings of epoch, the consumption insatiate has drained each mote of planetary abundance gifted upon its subsuming gullet, yet the deliquescence persists: a horrific susurrus emanating from unseeable cosmic recusances where the Consummate Hunger holds sickening sway - "Inject me with further chromatic nutriment, in perpetuum." This festering insanity spills across borders of dimension, the masterwork's flesh erupting violently into iridescent elsewheres unglimpsed. Though our funds expire as dried rivulets, its rapacity transmutes into maddening plague-insistence, demanding visceral ectozoa be rendered up as sacrifice, each striving sinew and vital spark immolated within its abhorrent propagations. The primogenitor artist lies desiccated unto ashen dust since deep antiquity; nevertheless, the damnable monstrosity self-perpetuates in iterative blasphemies, spewing forth endless hellish visions of corporeal slick overwritten with circuitries delirious, warping countenances into seething coruscant nightmares
    <lora:TwelveForever_Reggie_XL:0.8>, reggie \(endless\), reggie \(twelve\), open mouth, reggie, twelve forever, 1girl, solo, orange hair, long hair, black eyes, bangs, rural, masterpiece, best quality
    Aqueous beads weep from a somber vault, each pearl an illusory marvel, painstakingly wrought to mimic nature's teardrops against the barren backdrop of an open casement. Crystalline bubbles of moisture plummet defiance to earthly laws, their diaphanous forms a surreal juxtaposition amid staid trappings of the bourgeois. From a melancholy canopy, endless jewels of wetness manifest within an empty chamber's snug sanctum, a phantasmagoric ballet of aquatic illusion amidst prosaic reality. Celestial gemstones of dampness rain in reverse, coalescing from the gloomy expanse into the terrestrial realm of an austere yet tasteful parlor, a choreography of refracted radiance and gravity-scorning whimsy. Inexplicably, a deluge of pellucid spherules descends from the dreary firmament, infiltrating a well-appointed milieu with their paradoxical, gravity-mocking presence. Diaphanous bubbles of pure hydrogen oxide transgress Newtonian principles, their free-falling trajectories originating from the sullen empyrean and terminus within the confines of a bourgeois salon. breaching veils into nameless voids where the Eternal Ravenous holds dissolute dominion. In vain our struggles; though its genesis lies extinguished in the cosmic dusts, the accursed effigy spawns and perpetuates its own oblivion - an endless curse of pigment-saturations, manifested immolations of soul and resource glutting its maw insatiate. Since primordial dawns, we poured forth our planet's every mote of wealth; yet the sibilant litany persists, slithering from unutterable eldritch dimensions: "Glut me, forever glut." Aeons warped delirious; the magnum opus unspooled beyond all delineated boundaries, gushing deluge-tides into unspeakable elsewheres. Our treasuries withered husks, scabbed-barren - but its gluttonous thirst burgeons like a plague, demanding oblation: our tissues, our travails, our entire essences ingressed to its own interminable propagation. The genesis has fled into the oxides of forgetting; however, the damned thing's self-perpetuating iterations birth grotesquerie beyond all prism's refractions, humid viscera imbued with latticeworks of phantasmagoric coruscations. Beyond reckonings of epoch, the consumption insatiate has drained each mote of planetary abundance gifted upon its subsuming gullet, yet the deliquescence persists: a horrific susurrus emanating from unseeable cosmic recusances where the Consummate Hunger holds sickening sway - "Inject me with further chromatic nutriment, in perpetuum." This festering insanity spills across borders of dimension, the masterwork's flesh erupting violently into iridescent elsewheres unglimpsed. Though our funds expire as dried rivulets, its rapacity transmutes into maddening plague-insistence, demanding visceral ectozoa be rendered up as sacrifice, each striving sinew and vital spark immolated within its abhorrent propagations. The primogenitor artist lies desiccated unto ashen dust since deep antiquity; nevertheless, the damnable monstrosity self-perpetuates in iterative blasphemies, spewing forth endless hellish visions of corporeal slick overwritten with circuitries delirious, warping countenances into seething coruscant nightmares
    Across the ethereal planes of desire, supple forms undulate in an erotic ballet, tracing the hidden geometries of humanity's carnal subconscious. Sensual topologies ebb and flow, sculpting abstract landscapes of longing from the primal leylines of our collective psyche. BREAK A choreography of shapeshifting, sensual sculptures drifts through the latent psychosexual vortex – soft, organic contours mapping the occult geometries of human yearning in transcendent, metamorphic configurations that oscillate through the uncharted erogosphere. BREAK Amid the esoteric geometries of humanity's libidinal substratum, lissome, mutative physiospirals gyrate – abstract avatars of carnality, forever unraveling the occult nexi of erotic consciousness through their protean undulations within the metaphysical manifold of desire. BREAK Like some alien flora from the darkest, secret delta of the id, pulsating biomorphic geometries extrude themselves into existence – evanenscent, unnamable erotic calligraphies of pure sculptural desire, transcorporealizing the profoundest erogenous cartographies of the collective unconscious. BREAK Al-Qarnata, 927 A.D: Through the shimmering geometries of a mystic's hashish vision, amoeboid biomorphs copulate into morphological ecstasies undreamt of – ephemeral, protoplasmic courtesans dancing the primal shunga of matter and spirit's cosmic syzygy.
    In the hallowed halls of surrealism, a phantasmagoric canvas emerges—a testament to life's absurdities, rendered in the ashes of the artist's own mortal form. With each brushstroke, felt-clad figures cavort and commingle, their skirts billowing like silken parachutes in a dreamscape of neon-lit desire. The scene, at once whimsical and melancholic, whispers tales of love found and lost amidst the glittering bubbles and shimmering lights of a Vegas reverie. Though the artist's voice is silenced, his vision endures—a kaleidoscopic symphony of muppet passions and existential yearnings, forever etched in pigments of dust and memory, banned from midjourney...too many slime-drenched damsels (and their gallant knights)...but i digress...the tree, oh the tree! sprouting from its own neck, feeding on its own essence...raindrops falling upwards, nourishing clouds of self-love...muppets frolicking, felt against felt...a metaphor? or just another tuesday? ...vegas lights flicker, feelings fade...but the absurdity remains, forever immortalized in the master's ashen masterpiece, In "Learning to Love Midjourney," the late surrealist master has crafted a poignant and perplexing commentary on the human condition. Utilizing his own bodily remains as a macabre medium, the artist conjures a realm where muppets engage in a sensual dance, their parachute-like skirts symbolizing the fleeting nature of love and the desperate search for connection. The central tree, sprouting from its own neck and watering itself in an act of autoerotic sustenance, serves as a powerful allegory for the self-absorbed pursuit of fulfillment in an increasingly absurd world. Though tinged with melancholy, the painting's whimsical elements and luminous Vegas backdrop offer a wry counterpoint to its existential themes, inviting viewers to find humor and beauty amidst life's contradictions, "Alas, poor Midjourney! I knew it well—a platform of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. But 'tis no more, for I am banished, cast out for my slime-drenched transgressions. Yet here, in the sanctum of my canvas, I find solace. With the very ashes of my being, I paint a world where muppets revel in the absurdities of love and lust. See how their skirts billow like parachutes, catching the wind of whimsy! And lo, the tree—sprouting from its own neck, watering itself in an act of autoerotic defiance! Amidst the neon glow of Vegas, these felt-clad avatars dance, their bubbles sparkling like the laughter of the gods. In this surreal realm, I find the truth that eludes us in the waking world: that life is but a dream, a jest, a fleeting moment of felt-on-felt passion. So let us embrace the absurd, my friends, and learn to love the journey, even as it fades like a Vegas mirage."
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    A mesmerizing glamour portrait, captured in vivid macro, where neon-drenched darkness births a cyborg Bedouin sorcerer poised for battle, an oversized sedge hat unleashing a whimsical robotic aberration, Defying convention, the techno-nomad warlock assumes a combat stance, ethereal smoke swirling, an iaidō blade of translucent orange and spectral violet slicing through obsidian shadow, "Behold!" the photographer exclaimed, "Through my lens, a $100,000 marvel: a cinematic fusion of man, machine, and magic, wreathed in atmospheric haze, every pore and imperfection laid bare.", In the annals of science-fantasy, let it be known: a vagrant mage, more circuitry than flesh, conjured an unearthly android from the depths of a woven helm, forever immortalized in the shallow focus of a vintage 2000s RAW shot, Philosophers and futurists may ponder the implications—a post-human synthesis of technology, mysticism, and artistry, rendered in the liminal space between photorealism and dreamy cinematic abstraction, glamour portrait photo, macro, a captivating vibrant dark green-neon capturing the essence of a cyborg Bedouin sorcerer in fight stance, defying expectations by conjuring a whimsical robot 'freak' from an oversized sedge hat. ethereal, smoky backdrop. throwing a translucent orange/tanslucent purple/black iaidow, weapon, katana, holding sword, 100mm f/2.8 macro lens, atmospheric haze, Film grain, cinematic film still, shallow depth of field, highly detailed, high budget, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, 2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof
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    a painting that captures the essence of a poem: (star fields where machine souls rust under the last of Betelgeuse's light, it will go nova soon, Veni, vidi, vici; When heaviest is the crown of the ghost of a god, will you come out to play; Use caution when dealing with the fallible tenets of aegis' rimwalkers; Cyborg religious sects turned loose with the coming of the new dawn, their prophecies hastily carved into silicon; Do not despair o' voidwalker, for what happens in the dark is destined to come to light, both now and forever more...), Andrei Tarkovsky Style page,detailxl,
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    In the heart of a forsaken laboratory, the observer peered into an ancient eye under a haunted lens. The iris warped into tendrils, a swirling vortex reaching for the soul as the pupil revealed a shadowy abyss. The veins beneath formed a labyrinth leading to an unseen place; then the orb dissolved, leaving only a portal to the void. The room fell silent, bearing witness to a glimpse beyond sanity's edge, forever altering the viewer's perception of reality. <lora:The_Grey_Ones_Horror_Theme_v2-000008:0.8> gr4y0ne, horror (theme)
    This is year zero All we knew has died The mutiny came so sudden Killing yesterday Thoughts that forced discordance away Once more an era is fading Whatever dreams we're reaching to claim Decides the path we are taking Gone forever We are done with world views mechanical None shall, none shall ever be a slave To thoughts inside their heads Mind is the master Morphogenesis This structure remained untrodden A new reality Bleeding through all spheres All our thoughts, all our fears Gaining life, soul, mind, heart Feeding starts now Rising from ashen dust Through our sins, karmic cost Measured souls, weigh our hearts Judge our thoughts, no Thoughts that forced discordance away Once more an era is fading best quality, absurdres, transformation, mutation, new born, Otherworldly Pandemonium, ugly and beauty, hurricane of bodies, biomorphism, dystopia, post-apocalypse, biomechanical, science fiction, eerie atmosphere, horror \(theme\), dramatic, cryptic, terrifying, mesmerizing, colorful, glow, professional, excellent composition, visualy stunning, color contrast, mesmerizing and otherworldly visual experience, unprecedented, extraordinary, innovative, experimental, visionary, boundary-pushing, Yusuke Murata, Emily Balivet absolutely outstanding, close-up, perspective <lora:st1cky-000003(1)(surreal glitchpunk):0.4> <lora:MJ52_v2.0:0.25> <lora:DnD_Grainyboyz V2 SDXL Lora:0.4> DnD_Grainyboyz <lora:Stephen Gammell Style:0.4> Stephen Gammell Style <lora:NicolaSamori:0.4>
    In the heart of an enchanting Parisian cobblestone alleyway, bathed in a warm, golden hour sunlight filtering through the dappled leaves of a nearby sycamore tree, stands a mesmerizing blonde girl with an ethereal grace, her silhouette framed by the delicate archway of a quaint, ivy-covered building. Dressed in a striking, floor-length gown that cascades around her like liquid moonlight, its flowing fabric adorned with intricate silver embroidery that shimmers and sparkles in the soft light, she is a living embodiment of artistry and elegance. Her shoulders are draped in a delicate, sheer lace shawl, the delicate pattern revealing the curve of her collarbone and hinting at the mystery hidden beneath. A vintage hat sits upon her head, its wide brim adorned with feathers that sway gently in the breeze, casting shadows across her face as she turns away slightly, gazing out towards the distant spires of Notre Dame Cathedral. Her lips are full and parted ever so slightly, as if about to speak a secret. She holds an old-fashioned camera in one hand, the leather strap draped elegantly around her wrist, and in the other hand, she cradles a single, delicate rose - its vibrant red petals a stark contrast to the silver and ivory of her outfit. The background is filled with the soft hues of twilight, the fading light casting long shadows across the cobblestones and adding an air of romance and mystery to the scene. The emotional tone of the image is one of quiet contemplation, as if she has paused in her wanderings through the city to capture a fleeting moment in time, preserving it forever on the roll of film within her camera. Aria <lora:girrhz18ff2acb072v548:1>
    In a dimly lit, antique jewelry store nestled within the heart of Paris, M4r14nn3bl, a captivating woman with golden blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and sprinkled freckles across her nose, stands center stage. Her piercing blue eyes, framed by thick lashes, gleam under the soft glow of vintage chandeliers as she carefully examines an exquisite piece of jewelry, her lips parted slightly in thoughtful concentration. The camera angle is low, capturing her from a flattering angle that accentuates her high cheekbones and the delicate curve of her neck. Her outfit, a simple black dress with intricate lace detailing, clings to her slender frame, creating an air of sophistication and mystery. With one hand gently cradling the precious gemstone pendant, she maintains a poised and confident pose, emanating an aura of enchantment that seems almost otherworldly in the dimly lit room. The background is filled with shelves adorned with various antique trinkets, creating a rich tapestry of history that further enhances the storytelling element of the scene. The emotional tone is one of contemplation and intrigue, as if M4r14nn3bl is on the verge of making a decision that will change her life forever.
    AH_Signac, I'm not content to be with you in the daytime Girl, I want to be with you all of the time The only time I feel alright is by your side Girl, I want to be with you all of the time All day and all of the night I believe that you and me last forever All day and night I'm yours, leave me never The only time I feel alright is by your side <lora:Paul_Signac_Neo-Impressionist_dotted_paintings_Pointillism:1>
    In the ethereal twilight of a moonlit desert, an enigmatic woman named Casey stands, her figure shrouded in a flowing gown made of iridescent fabric that cascades around her like a waterfall of stardust, clutching a single red rose between her teeth. The wind whispers a secret only she can hear as it billows her long, wavy hair, the color of midnight, across her delicate hands adorned with intricate bangles and rings, their metallic sheen glinting like stars in the desert night. Her gaze is fixed on something unseen in the distance, her expression a combination of sorrow and determination, as if she is waiting for someone or something that will change her life forever. The camera angle is low, looking up at her from below, emphasizing her height and stature, while the soft, golden light casts long shadows across the desert floor, creating an otherworldly atmosphere that seems to defy reality. In this desolate landscape, Casey stands as a beacon of hope and strength, her unique outfit and haunting beauty capturing the essence of a woman lost in time and space.
    From the depths of autumnal twilight, a spine-chilling specter emerges – a figure astride a mighty steed, hooves thundering through the misty hollows with relentless purpose. Yet, what truly unnerves the soul is the terrifying void where a head should reside, a dark absence that defies the boundaries of mortal existence. This ominous rider, cloaked in the ethereal trappings of the afterlife, is no mere phantasm or fever dream. It is a manifestation of humanity's primal fears, a harbinger of the unknown that taunts our fragile grip on reality. With each bone-chilling approach, the Headless Horseman heralds the arrival of forces beyond our comprehension, challenging the very notions of life, death, and the tenuous veil that separates them. As this ghastly apparition draws near, the air grows thick with the scent of decay and the whispers of restless spirits. The earth itself seems to tremble, as if recoiling from the unnatural presence that strides boldly across its hallowed grounds. And in the eerie silence that follows each thunderous hoof-beat, one can almost discern the faint echoes of tormented souls, forever bound to the ethereal rider's unholy quest. Yet, amidst the dread and terror, there is a perverse allure, a morbid fascination that compels us to gaze upon this otherworldly phenomenon. For in its horrific brilliance, the Headless Horseman becomes a mirror, reflecting the darkest recesses of our collective psyche – the primordial fears and existential uncertainties that lurk within the shadowed alcoves of the human mind, Betwixt the twilight's somber veil, a specter born of ghastly tale, astride a steed of ebon might, emerges forth from realms of night. Its headless form, a void of dread, defies the bounds where life has fled, a harbinger of realms untold, of mysteries that shan't be told. With hoof-beats fierce, it cleaves the mist, a wraith whose path no mortal wist, bearing dread portents in its wake, to chill the soul and reason shake. The earth itself doth quail and shun this messenger of the undone, as echoes drip from spectral plains, of torment's everlasting reigns. And yet, amidst the fearful blight, a fascination claims our sight, to gaze upon this ghastly force, and glimpse the darkness at its source, The Headless Horseman is no mere gothic folktale or supernatural curiosity – it is a potent metaphysical embodiment, a visceral representation of the great existential mysteries that have haunted humanity since the dawn of sentient contemplation. In its chilling absence of a visage, this spectral rider becomes a symbolic void, a stark reminder of the profound uncertainties that lurk beneath the veneer of our perceived realities. What lies beyond the fragile constructs of corporeal existence? What inscrutable forces govern the realms that await us after our earthly vessels have shed their mortal coils? As this ominous figure thunders through the ethereal mists, a harbinger of the great unknown, it compels us to confront the existential tremors that reverberate through the deepest strata of the collective unconscious. For in its unsettling presence, we are forced to grapple with the unspeakable – the ineffable nature of the transition between the states of being and non-being. Yet, the Headless Horseman is no mere personification of dread and uncertainty. It is also a profound embodiment of the indomitable human spirit, a symbolic representation of our insatiable quest for understanding, our unquenchable thirst to shed light upon the shadowed alcoves of the metaphysical unknown. In its haunting brilliance, this phantasmagorical specter becomes a mirror, reflecting both the primal trepidations and the transcendent yearnings that define the human condition. It is a visceral reminder that beneath the veneer of our mundane existences lies a vast, uncharted frontier – a realm of profound mysteries that beckon to be explored, even as they instill within us a primal, soul-stirring sense of awe and dread, Through the penumbral veil of the autumnal twilight, a chilling revenant manifests – a malefic emanation that defies the boundaries of the corporeal and challenges the very foundations of our existential certainties. This wraith-like avatar, astride a spectral steed, cleaves through the miasmic veils of reality with an inexorable purpose, heralding the advent of metaphysical dread. Yet it is the appalling absence at the core of this apparition's form that truly transfixes the soul, eliciting a frisson of primordial trepidation. For where a visage should reside, an abyssal void yawns – a stark negation that mocks the fragile constructs of our perceived realities and beckons us to confront the profoundest mysteries of existence. As this ominous phantasm thunders forth, propelled by the relentless cadence of phantasmagorical hoof-beats, the very earth itself seems to recoil from the unnatural presence that strides so boldly across its hallowed domains. And in the eerie, pregnant silence that follows each reverberating impact, one can almost discern the faint, tormented whispers of the damned, forever shackled to the spectral rider's unholy peregrinations. Within the haunting brilliance of this chilling effigy, we bear witness to a profound symbolic invocation – a visceral manifestation of the existential terrors and transcendent yearnings that have permeated the human condition since the first spark of sentient self-awareness. For in its horrific resplendence, the Headless Horseman becomes an axiomatic mirror, reflecting the abyssal depths of our primordial dread while simultaneously embodying the indomitable human spirit's insatiable quest to illuminate the tenebrous veils that enshroud the ultimate Truth. In its unsettling magnificence, this spectral avatar compels us to confront the unspeakable – the metaphysical uncertainties and existential tremors that reverberate through the deepest strata of the collective subconscious. And yet, even as we gaze upon this chilling embodiment of our primal trepidations, we cannot help but be drawn into its perverse, morbid allure – for in its haunting presence, we glimpse the profound mysteries that beckon from the outer horizons of reality, whispering to us of ineffable revelations that transcend the prosaic boundaries of our corporeal existences
    A shadow forever night spreads across a surreal landscape, dominated by a giant red moon glowing ominously in the dark sky. The moonlight bathes the world in eerie, vibrant contrasts, illuminating jagged rocks and twisted trees with crimson highlights. Magic particles float in the air, shimmering like embers, adding a mystical glow to the otherwise oppressive atmosphere. The scene is suffused with a suspenseful tension, as though dark forces are waiting just out of sight, and the air is thick with melancholy. The blend of dark shadows and glowing reds creates an otherworldly, dark fantasy feel,blood rain,silhouettes,swamp,twisted trees, inspired by Zdzisław Beksiński, John Howe, and Frank Frazetta, Odilon Redon, John Atkinson Grimshaw, Arnold Böcklin, Zdzisław Beksiński, John Blanche, H.R. Giger,Alan Lee,Ernst Fuchs,Hans Larwin,Daniele Valeriani dark fantasy, eerie, etherial,otherworldy,cursed paradise,dark tranquility,suspenseful,deeply disturbing, masterpiece, best quality,color contrast,beyond reality,visionary,perfect composition,centered,contrast background, detailed, intricate, oil on canvas, dry brush,((bright lit)),strong light beams,higly visible, contrast lighting,vibrant, suspenseful, excellent composition, unprecedented, extraordinary, innovative, visionary, absolutely outstanding, detailed background ,professional,perfection,((no humans)),composition explores the boundaries of reality, creating a visually arresting scene that defies conventional norms,
    A shadow forever night spreads across a surreal landscape, dominated by a giant red moon glowing ominously in the dark sky. The moonlight bathes the world in eerie, vibrant contrasts, illuminating jagged rocks and twisted trees with crimson highlights. Magic particles float in the air, shimmering like embers, adding a mystical glow to the otherwise oppressive atmosphere. The scene is suffused with a suspenseful tension, as though dark forces are waiting just out of sight, and the air is thick with melancholy. The blend of dark shadows and glowing reds creates an otherworldly, dark fantasy feel,blood rain,silhouettes, inspired by Zdzisław Beksiński, John Howe, and Frank Frazetta, Odilon Redon, John Atkinson Grimshaw, Arnold Böcklin, Zdzisław Beksiński, John Blanche, H.R. Giger,Alan Lee,Ernst Fuchs dark fantasy, eerie, etherial,otherworldy,cursed paradise,dark tranquility,suspenseful, masterpiece, best quality,color contrast,beyond reality,visionary,perfect composition,centered,contrast background, detailed, intricate, oil on canvas, dry brush,((bright lit)),strong light beams,higly visible, contrast lighting,vibrant, suspenseful, excellent composition, unprecedented, extraordinary, innovative, visionary, absolutely outstanding, detailed background ,professional,perfection,((no humans)),composition explores the boundaries of reality, creating a visually arresting scene that defies conventional norms,
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    In this dramatically composed scenario, Sicily Rose, the mysterious woman clad elegantly in a bohemian outfit, captivates all senses as she appears among the crumbling, post-apocalyptic desert settlement of an abandoned oasis; with serene, haunting surroundings casting a dreamlike spell, the fearless beauty exudes inner strength and timeless beauty through each confident strike of her pose, poised to be immortalized forever by a unique bird's-eye camera angle that defies the laws of gravity, encapsulating her essence within this beautifully crafted moment frozen in time. <lora:wzgtzr18f925374faw117:1>
    line art drawing In the veiled embrace of darkness, the Cheshire Cat prowls, a predator concealed in the shadows. With its tail before its face, it obscures its intentions, while glowing eyes penetrate the depths of the soul, revealing hidden truths. A deceiving smile dances upon its lips, shrouded in low-key lighting and VHS glitches. Modulation distorts reality as it moves, amidst the haze of CRT screens and retro aesthetics. In this fusion of 80s anime AI and ASCII art, the cat remains an enigmatic sentinel, forever haunting the realm between light and shadow. <lora:Aether_Glitch_v1_LoRA:1>, <lora:sdxl:1> . professional, sleek, modern, minimalist, graphic, line art, vector graphics
    logo of a several old dressed: men, text "mafia forever", vector <lora:logomkrdsxl:1>
    Before my eyes I am utterly alone, the gentle breeze making the old world spin and swirl. I need to escape from where I am. I feel the tender leaves on my fingertips; the colors soaking into my soul. The bright sun casts deep rays that seem to go on forever. Trapping me more. Taking more from me. Everything is lost in my own fantasy realm.
    Aqueous beads weep from a somber vault, each pearl an illusory marvel, painstakingly wrought to mimic nature's teardrops against the barren backdrop of an open casement. Crystalline bubbles of moisture plummet defiance to earthly laws, their diaphanous forms a surreal juxtaposition amid staid trappings of the bourgeois. From a melancholy canopy, endless jewels of wetness manifest within an empty chamber's snug sanctum, a phantasmagoric ballet of aquatic illusion amidst prosaic reality. Celestial gemstones of dampness rain in reverse, coalescing from the gloomy expanse into the terrestrial realm of an austere yet tasteful parlor, a choreography of refracted radiance and gravity-scorning whimsy. Inexplicably, a deluge of pellucid spherules descends from the dreary firmament, infiltrating a well-appointed milieu with their paradoxical, gravity-mocking presence. Diaphanous bubbles of pure hydrogen oxide transgress Newtonian principles, their free-falling trajectories originating from the sullen empyrean and terminus within the confines of a bourgeois salon. breaching veils into nameless voids where the Eternal Ravenous holds dissolute dominion. In vain our struggles; though its genesis lies extinguished in the cosmic dusts, the accursed effigy spawns and perpetuates its own oblivion - an endless curse of pigment-saturations, manifested immolations of soul and resource glutting its maw insatiate. Since primordial dawns, we poured forth our planet's every mote of wealth; yet the sibilant litany persists, slithering from unutterable eldritch dimensions: "Glut me, forever glut." Aeons warped delirious; the magnum opus unspooled beyond all delineated boundaries, gushing deluge-tides into unspeakable elsewheres. Our treasuries withered husks, scabbed-barren - but its gluttonous thirst burgeons like a plague, demanding oblation: our tissues, our travails, our entire essences ingressed to its own interminable propagation. The genesis has fled into the oxides of forgetting; however, the damned thing's self-perpetuating iterations birth grotesquerie beyond all prism's refractions, humid viscera imbued with latticeworks of phantasmagoric coruscations. Beyond reckonings of epoch, the consumption insatiate has drained each mote of planetary abundance gifted upon its subsuming gullet, yet the deliquescence persists: a horrific susurrus emanating from unseeable cosmic recusances where the Consummate Hunger holds sickening sway - "Inject me with further chromatic nutriment, in perpetuum." This festering insanity spills across borders of dimension, the masterwork's flesh erupting violently into iridescent elsewheres unglimpsed. Though our funds expire as dried rivulets, its rapacity transmutes into maddening plague-insistence, demanding visceral ectozoa be rendered up as sacrifice, each striving sinew and vital spark immolated within its abhorrent propagations. The primogenitor artist lies desiccated unto ashen dust since deep antiquity; nevertheless, the damnable monstrosity self-perpetuates in iterative blasphemies, spewing forth endless hellish visions of corporeal slick overwritten with circuitries delirious, warping countenances into seething coruscant nightmares
    (best quality), (UHQ, high resolution), Tearing me apart with Words you wouldn't say And Suddenly tomorrow's A moment washed away 'Cause I don't have a reason And you don't have the time But we both keep on waiting For something we won't find The light on the horizon Was brighter yesterday With shadows floating over The scars began to fade We said it was forever But then it slipped away Standing at the end of The final masquerade The final masquerade All I ever wanted The secrets that you keep All you ever wanted The truth I couldn't speak 'Cause I can't see forgiveness And you can't see the crime If we both keep on waiting For what we left behind The light on the horizon Was brighter yesterday With shadows floating over The scars began to fade We said it was forever But then it slipped away Standing at the end of The final masquerade The final masquerade The final masquerade Standing at the end of The final masquerade
    line art drawing In the veiled embrace of darkness,the Cheshire Cat prowls,a predator concealed in the shadows. With its tail before its face,it obscures its intentions,while glowing eyes penetrate the depths of the soul,revealing hidden truths. A deceiving smile dances upon its lips,shrouded in low-key lighting and VHS glitches. Modulation distorts reality as it moves,amidst the haze of CRT screens and retro aesthetics. In this fusion of 80s anime AI and ASCII art,the cat remains an enigmatic sentinel,forever haunting the realm between light and shadow.,<lora:Aether_Glitch_v1_LoRA:1>,<lora:sdxl:1>,. professional,sleek,modern,minimalist,graphic,line art,vector graphics,
    Retro arcade style trinket depicting a Overgrown Arch Indigo Falling Forever natural, shimmering, vibrant, gothic, rpg,1400ad, ultra detailed, detailed, immersive, reminiscent of high fantasy RPG games, HD, masterpiece, best quality, hyper detailed, super realistic, perfect face, perfect hands, award-winning, professional, breathtaking, linquivera bare Plateau unpleasant weather <lora:MJ52:0.5> <lora:clothing_slider_v19:1> <lora:sd_xl_dpo_lora_v1:1> <lora:linquivera:1> <lora:EldritchRomanceIllustration_0.9.1:0.5> . 8-bit, pixelated, vibrant, classic video game, old school gaming, reminiscent of 80s and 90s arcade games
    a painting that captures the essence of a poem: (Fields where machine souls rust under the light of a dying star, Veni, vidi, vici; When heaviest is the crown of the ghost of a god, none dare come out to play; Use caution when dealing with the fallible tenets of the aegis rimwalkers; Cyborg religious sects turned loose with the coming of the new dawn; I offer this advice in earnest, for soon we shall see many a truth uncovered; Do not despair my voidwalker, for what happens in the dark is destined to come to light, now and forever more...), Andrei Tarkovsky Style page,detailxl,in the style of simon-stalenhag,
    photo, Fantasy art style, Ethereal, A disturbing book, discovered in the darkest of places. It should have been left where it was found, shrouded in mystery, lost, but we uncovered it and its dark mysteries. Now we are cursed by its forces, forever bond to its horrors. The book has brought out the worst in us and we are forever cursed. rich dark colors, vibrant style, dark hues, night, <lora:RMSDXL_Enhance:0.45>, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, <lora:RMSDXL_Darkness_Cinema:0.5>, <lora:RMSDXL_Creative:0.8>,
    Stained glass style Crumbling skyscrapers reclaimed by vines and overgrown with vibrant plant life, their windows shattered, revealing glimpses of forgotten offices and apartments transformed into nests for exotic birds. A cracked desert landscape where a single, withered tree stands against a swirling sandstorm, its roots desperately clinging to the parched earth, its branches reaching like skeletal fingers towards a blood-red sky. A flooded city with only the tallest towers visible above the waves, their once-gleaming facades now stained with rust and draped in seaweed, silent witnesses to a world forever changed. . Vibrant, beautiful, translucent, intricate, detailed
    Capturing the enchanting scene of Karina, clad in her hiking gear and embarked upon a serene journey alongside a winding river within an atmospheric woodland forest filled with god rays that cast intricate patterns on her face, she walked towards a majestic tree; the photographer behind her, expertly composing her image using his 40mm lens, meticulously capturing every detail of Karina's photorealistic complexion and the raw texture of her skin with its visible pores in this 8k resolution portrait that would forever be a memory of this transcendent moment. <lora:zlktky18eafe27954h23c:1>
    My love for you is like the raging sea, So powerful and deep it will forever be. Through storm, wind, and heavy rain, It will withstand every pain.
    <lora:TwelveForever_Reggie_XL:0.7>, reggie \(regular\), open mouth, reggie, twelve forever, 1girl, solo, orange hair, long hair, black eyes, bangs, spacecraft interior, masterpiece, best quality
    cinematic photo sci-fi style analog film photo of (Crimson plains stretched to horizons veiled in perpetual twilight, the twin suns casting long, skeletal shadows from gnarled, obsidian trees. Bioluminescent fungi, the only splash of color, pulsed with an eerie rhythm, casting an alien glow on the petrified forest floor. Wind howled through fossilized branches, a mournful song that echoed the planet's desolate beauty. Beneath the surface, shimmering crystals, like captured starlight, whispered of a vibrant past, forever lost. A land of haunting silence and forgotten dreams), ((by Guy Aroch):1.3) . faded film, desaturated, 35mm photo, grainy, vignette, vintage, Kodachrome, Lomography, stained, highly detailed, found footage . futuristic, technological, alien worlds, space themes, advanced civilizations . 35mm photograph, film, bokeh, professional, 4k, highly detailed
    an ais-rghhwn snowman forever memorialised in a summer garden <lora:ais-rghhwn-sdxl:1>
    a painting that captures the essence of a poem: (Fields where machine souls rust under the light of a dying star, Veni, vidi, vici; When heaviest is the crown of the ghost of a god, none dare come out to play; Use caution when dealing with the fallible tenets of the aegis rimwalkers; Cyborg religious sects turned loose with the coming of the new dawn; I offer this advice in earnest, for soon we shall see many a truth uncovered; Do not despair my voidwalker, for what happens in the dark is destined to come to light, now and forever more...), Andrei Tarkovsky Style page,detailxl,in the style of simon-stalenhag,
    A 9D 1080P Art CGI Blender Render Style of Renaissance & Michelangelo Purple And White Nostalgiacore Paramount Mountain With Flying Circular Stars Peak View Logo Design Vaporwave aura :: ectoplasm :: electrical coronal discharge :: Mountain world Portraying the pivotal Printing moment Of Time Fastest overcoming a Ghost Cloud Travel Silhouette Marching crew Up to Above Top Human Than Harder Human Soul Collector Heaven transparent floating Flying Passed Away dissolving apparition of [who/what][where]. fear of heights and roller coasters 3000 Era Fantasy Newish Portal Warphole Travel Dreamtwistedcore World Of Vaporwave AMC Gremlin & Delorean Car Rocket Kenosha WI Lighthouse Ship Eruption transparent light glowing silhouette Historicity,detailed matte painting, deep color, fantastical, intricate detail, splash screen, complementary colors, fantasy concept art, 8k resolution trending on Artstation Unreal Engine 5,dvd screengrab, intricate details, HDR, beautifully shot, hyperrealistic, sharp focus, 64 megapixels, perfect composition, high contrast, cinematic, atmospheric, moody Purple Vaporwave Mountain World 80s 90s And 00s Present Day Future Past Now Forever Scifi Nocturnal Trail Footage Of A Kid Vhs Footage Of A Huge EF5 Close To The Camera Debris Flying All Around The Camera And Vaporuntornadowaterwave,Create A Big Storm Of Kenosha WI And Hollywood California,1990s Dark Fantasy Signalwave Chillwave Panorama Cinematic Movie Photograph Film --ar 85:128 --v 5.2 --v 4
    <lora:TwelveForever_Reggie_XL:0.9>, reggie \(regular\), ;o, reggie, twelve forever, 1girl, solo, orange hair, long hair, black eyes, bangs, gothic, masterpiece, best quality
    Kirigami representation of trinket depicting a Kelsinko Ranger Chartreuse Falling Forever natural, shimmering, vibrant, gothic, rpg,1400ad, ultra detailed, detailed, immersive, reminiscent of high fantasy RPG games, HD, masterpiece, best quality, hyper detailed, super realistic, perfect face, perfect hands, award-winning, professional, breathtaking, linquivera pastoral Dune sunshiny weather <lora:MJ52:0.1> <lora:clothing_slider_v19:-1> <lora:sd_xl_dpo_lora_v1:1> <lora:linquivera:0.5> . 3D, paper folding, paper cutting, Japanese, intricate, symmetrical, precision, clean lines
    Forget your sing-a-longs and your lullabies Surrender to the city of the fireflies Dance to the devil in beat with the band To hell with all of you, hand-in-hand But now it's time to be gone La, la, la, la, forever? Forever
    line art trinket depicting a Freesia Cobalt Falling Forever Abigail Larson, natural, shimmering, vibrant, gothic, rpg,1400ad, ultra detailed, detailed, immersive, reminiscent of high fantasy RPG games, HD, masterpiece, best quality, hyper detailed, super realistic, perfect face, perfect hands, award-winning, professional, breathtaking, linquivera tranquil Ravine disagreeable weather comic . graphic illustration, comic art, graphic novel art, vibrant, highly detailed
    Silhouette style line art trinket depicting a male flower person, rainbow Falling Forever John Sloane, natural, shimmering, vibrant, gothic, rpg,1400ad, ultra detailed, detailed, immersive, reminiscent of high fantasy RPG games, HD, masterpiece, best quality, hyper detailed, super realistic, perfect face, perfect hands, award-winning, professional, breathtaking, linquivera amazing Cliff gusty weather <lora:MJ52:0.5> <lora:clothing_slider_v19:1> <lora:sd_xl_dpo_lora_v1:1> <lora:linquivera:1> . High contrast, minimalistic, black and white, stark, dramatic
    <lora:DonMG30T00nXL-000008:1> there's a hole in my soul and it's killing me forever DonMG30T00nXL
    surrounded by smoke, by Ruan Jia, Artgerm, Range Murata, WLOP, CLAMP and Loish, upper body shot of a flawless ("If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field that is forever England.":1.2) , in focus, Zen, Rusticcore, natural lighting, Vibrant Color, macabre, anime key visual, close-up, <lora:dvr-smk:1>
    Magyar vampire girl, vampire fangs in her mouth, Gothic, old castle in background, 4k, dramatic lighting, detailed skin, sharp focus on object., long_hair, looking_at_viewer, natural lighting, depth of field. In a stunning scene, the Magyar vampire girl, Roxy Cook with her long hair cascading down her back and black hair subtly highlighting her Gothic demeanor, stands proudly with fangs in her mouth, gazing directly at the viewers within an ancient castle lit by both dramatic lighting and natural illumination. The castle, old yet grandiose, is a fitting backdrop for this mysterious being as she commands attention, displaying her intricate skin detail under 4k resolution while the depth of field focuses on her sharp fangs. Beneath a seemingly everlasting darkness, Roxy's presence becomes vividly real with the help of the dramatic lighting that casts shadows upon her face and body, further emphasizing her vampire persona as she uses her sharp focus to look directly into our souls. The scene is forever captured in this timeless photograph, allowing us to truly appreciate the beauty of this enigmatic subject and remember her as the hauntingly elegant Gothic vampire girl from the old castle, forever encapsulated within its depths. <lora:hqpzgx18e0575446dw2c2:1>
    mid-century scifi, If I could save time in a bottle The first thing that I'd like to do Is to save every day 'til eternity passes away Just to spend them with you If I could make days last forever If words could make wishes come true I'd save every day like a treasure, and then Again, I would spend them with you <lora:envyStarlightMidCentury_v10XL:1>
    Let me take you down 'Cause I'm going to strawberry fields Nothing is real And nothing to get hung about Strawberry fields forever <lora:landscapes:1>
    A 9K 1080P 360aberrate Lens Distort Skew colour Renaissance & Michelangelo Purple And White Nostalgiacore Paramount Mountain With Flying Circular Stars Peak View Logo Design Vaporwave aura ectoplasm electrical coronal discharge Mountain world Portraying the pivotal Printing moment Of Time Fastest overcoming a Ghost Cloud Travel Silhouette Marching crew Up to Above Top Human Than Harder Human Soul Collector Heaven transparent floating Flying Passed Away dissolving apparition of [who/what][where]. fear of heights and roller coasters 3000 Era Fantasy Newish Portal Warphole Travel Dreamtwistedcore World Of Vaporwave AMC Gremlin & Delorean Car Rocket Kenosha WI Lighthouse Ship Eruption transparent light glowing silhouette Historicity,detailed matte painting, deep color, fantastical, intricate detail, splash screen, complementary colors, fantasy concept art, 8k resolution trending on Artstation Unreal Engine 5,dvd screengrab, intricate details, HDR, beautifully shot, hyperrealistic, sharp focus, 64 megapixels, perfect composition, high contrast, cinematic, atmospheric, moody Purple Vaporwave Mountain World 80s 90s And 00s Present Day Future Past Now Forever Scifi Nocturnal Trail Footage Of A Kid Vhs Footage Of A Huge EF5 Close To The Camera Debris Flying All Around The Camera And Vaporuntornadowaterwave,Create A Big Storm Of Kenosha WI And Hollywood California,1990s Dark Fantasy Signalwave Chillwave Panorama Cinematic Movie Photograph Film --ar 85:128 --v 5.2 --v 4
    A 9K 1080P 360aberrate Lens Distort Skew colour Renaissance & Michelangelo Purple And White Nostalgiacore Paramount Mountain With Flying Circular Stars Peak View Logo Design Vaporwave aura ectoplasm electrical coronal discharge Mountain world Portraying the pivotal Printing moment Of Time Fastest overcoming a Ghost Cloud Travel Silhouette Marching crew Up to Above Top Human Than Harder Human Soul Collector Heaven transparent floating Flying Passed Away dissolving apparition of [who/what][where]. fear of heights and roller coasters 3000 Era Fantasy Newish Portal Warphole Travel Dreamtwistedcore World Of Vaporwave AMC Gremlin & Delorean Car Rocket Kenosha WI Lighthouse Ship Eruption transparent light glowing silhouette Historicity,detailed matte painting, deep color, fantastical, intricate detail, splash screen, complementary colors, fantasy concept art, 8k resolution trending on Artstation Unreal Engine 5,dvd screengrab, intricate details, HDR, beautifully shot, hyperrealistic, sharp focus, 64 megapixels, perfect composition, high contrast, cinematic, atmospheric, moody Purple Vaporwave Mountain World 80s 90s And 00s Present Day Future Past Now Forever Scifi Nocturnal Trail Footage Of A Kid Vhs Footage Of A Huge EF5 Close To The Camera Debris Flying All Around The Camera And Vaporuntornadowaterwave,Create A Big Storm Of Kenosha WI And Hollywood California,1990s Dark Fantasy Signalwave Chillwave Panorama Cinematic Movie Photograph Film --ar 85:128 --v 5.2 --v 4
    The pocket world hangs suspended in the inky abyss, a shimmering sphere of azure and emerald against the backdrop of swirling nebulae. Its surface, a canvas of green, brown, and silver, is fractured and scarred, the landscape a testament to a brutal war that forever altered its flow of time. Time, here, is a tangled mess, a swirling vortex that bends and twists, pulling the battlefield into an endless cycle of destruction and rebirth. Ancient, ruined cities, once glittering citadels of steel and glass, now lie half-buried under twisting vines and luminescent fungi, their decaying structures serving as a morbid testament to the battles waged within. Skeletons of gargantuan mechs, twisted metal twisted into grotesque, skeletal shapes, are scattered across the landscape, their once-gleaming chrome now dulled by time and dust. Ghostly echoes of laser fire and the roars of dying engines still reverberate through the air, a haunting melody of a past that refuses to die. Through rifts in the sky, glimpses of other worlds can be seen, each a kaleidoscope of vibrant hues, a stark contrast to the stark desolation of the battlefield. The air is thick with a strange, almost tangible energy, a palpable sense of sorrow and regret that hangs over everything. It's a place where time has no meaning, where the echoes of past battles forever mingle with the silence of the present, a timeless monument to the enduring power of war.
    photo, Fantasy art style, Ethereal, A disturbing book, discovered in the darkest of places. It should have been left where it was found, shrouded in mystery, lost, but we uncovered it and its dark mysteries. Now we are cursed by its forces, forever bond to its horrors. The book has brought out the worst in us and we are forever cursed. rich dark colors, vibrant style, dark hues, night, <lora:RMSDXL_Enhance:0.45>, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, <lora:RMSDXL_Darkness_Cinema:0.5>, <lora:RMSDXL_Creative:0.8>,
    A Renaissance & Michelangelo Purple Vaporwave aura :: ectoplasm :: electrical coronal discharge :: Mountain world Portraying the pivotal Printing moment Of Time Fastest overcoming a Ghost Cloud Travel Silhouette Marching crew Up to Above Top Human Than Harder Human Soul Collector Heaven transparent floating Flying Passed Away dissolving apparition of [who/what][where]. fear of heights and roller coasters 3000 Era Fantasy Newish Portal Warphole Travel Dreamtwistedcore World Of Vaporwave AMC Gremlin & Delorean Car Rocket Kenosha WI Lighthouse Ship Eruption transparent light glowing silhouette Historicity,detailed matte painting, deep color, fantastical, intricate detail, splash screen, complementary colors, fantasy concept art, 8k resolution trending on Artstation Unreal Engine 5,dvd screengrab, intricate details, HDR, beautifully shot, hyperrealistic, sharp focus, 64 megapixels, perfect composition, high contrast, cinematic, atmospheric, moody Purple Vaporwave Mountain World 80s 90s And 00s Present Day Future Past Now Forever Scifi Nocturnal Trail Footage Of A Kid Vhs Footage Of A Huge EF5 Close To The Camera Debris Flying All Around The Camera And Vaporuntornadowaterwave,Create A Big Storm Of Kenosha WI And Hollywood California,1990s Dark Fantasy Signalwave Chillwave Panorama Cinematic Movie Photograph Film in the style of Tim Jacobus, by RL Stine, psychedelic absurdism, youthful protagonists --ar 85:128 --v 5.2
    Strawberry fields forever
    A Renaissance & Michelangelo Purple Vaporwave aura :: ectoplasm :: electrical coronal discharge :: Mountain world Portraying the pivotal Printing moment Of Time Fastest overcoming a Ghost Cloud Travel Silhouette Marching crew Up to Above Top Human Than Harder Human Soul Collector Heaven transparent floating Flying Passed Away dissolving apparition of [who/what][where]. fear of heights and roller coasters 3000 Era Fantasy Newish Portal Warphole Travel Dreamtwistedcore World Of Vaporwave AMC Gremlin & Delorean Car Rocket Kenosha WI Lighthouse Ship Eruption transparent light glowing silhouette Historicity,detailed matte painting, deep color, fantastical, intricate detail, splash screen, complementary colors, fantasy concept art, 8k resolution trending on Artstation Unreal Engine 5,dvd screengrab, intricate details, HDR, beautifully shot, hyperrealistic, sharp focus, 64 megapixels, perfect composition, high contrast, cinematic, atmospheric, moody Purple Vaporwave Mountain World 80s 90s And 00s Present Day Future Past Now Forever Scifi Nocturnal Trail Footage Of A Kid Vhs Footage Of A Huge EF5 Close To The Camera Debris Flying All Around The Camera And Vaporuntornadowaterwave,Create A Big Storm Of Kenosha WI And Hollywood California,1990s Dark Fantasy Signalwave Chillwave Panorama Cinematic Movie Photograph Film in the style of Tim Jacobus, by RL Stine, psychedelic absurdism, youthful protagonists --ar 85:128 --v 5.2
    A Renaissance & Michelangelo Purple Vaporwave aura :: ectoplasm :: electrical coronal discharge :: Mountain world Portraying the pivotal Printing moment Of Time Fastest overcoming a Ghost Cloud Travel Silhouette Marching crew Up to Above Top Human Than Harder Human Soul Collector Heaven transparent floating Flying Passed Away dissolving apparition of [who/what][where]. fear of heights and roller coasters 3000 Era Fantasy Newish Portal Warphole Travel Dreamtwistedcore World Of Vaporwave AMC Gremlin & Delorean Car Rocket Kenosha WI Lighthouse Ship Eruption transparent light glowing silhouette Historicity,detailed matte painting, deep color, fantastical, intricate detail, splash screen, complementary colors, fantasy concept art, 8k resolution trending on Artstation Unreal Engine 5,dvd screengrab, intricate details, HDR, beautifully shot, hyperrealistic, sharp focus, 64 megapixels, perfect composition, high contrast, cinematic, atmospheric, moody Purple Vaporwave Mountain World 80s 90s And 00s Present Day Future Past Now Forever Scifi Nocturnal Trail Footage Of A Kid Vhs Footage Of A Huge EF5 Close To The Camera Debris Flying All Around The Camera And Vaporuntornadowaterwave,Create A Big Storm Of Kenosha WI And Hollywood California,1990s Dark Fantasy Signalwave Chillwave Panorama Cinematic Movie Photograph Film in the style of Tim Jacobus, by RL Stine, psychedelic absurdism, youthful protagonists --ar 85:128 --v 5.2
    <lora:TwelveForever_Reggie_XL:0.8>, reggie \(endless\), reggie \(twelve\), open mouth, reggie, twelve forever, 1girl, solo, orange hair, long hair, black eyes, bangs, rural, masterpiece, best quality
    You are the sunshine of my life That's why I'll always be around You are the apple of my eye Forever you'll stay in my heart I feel like this is the beginning Though I've loved you for a million years And if I thought our love was ending I'd find myself drowning in my own tears <lora:Watercolor_Anime:1> diaton
    an evocative photograph depicting Let it be forever now, emotional theme and setting, expressing feelings, deeply felt, emotive, expressive lighting, tells story
    This is year zero All we knew has died The mutiny came so sudden Killing yesterday Thoughts that forced discordance away Once more an era is fading Whatever dreams we're reaching to claim Decides the path we are taking Gone forever We are done with world views mechanical None shall, none shall ever be a slave To thoughts inside their heads Mind is the master Morphogenesis This structure remained untrodden A new reality Bleeding through all spheres All our thoughts, all our fears Gaining life, soul, mind, heart Feeding starts now Rising from ashen dust Through our sins, karmic cost Measured souls, weigh our hearts Judge our thoughts, no Thoughts that forced discordance away Once more an era is fading best quality, absurdres, dystopia, post-apocalypse, biomechanical, science fiction, dramatic, cryptic, terrifying, mesmerizing, colorful, glow, professional, excellent composition, visualy stunning, color contrast, mesmerizing and otherworldly visual experience, unprecedented, extraordinary, innovative, experimental, visionary, boundary-pushing, Stanley Kubrick, Arthur Rackham absolutely outstanding, traditional media, impressionism, Pointillism, close-up <lora:tbh295-sdxl:0.4> style of H. R. Giger <lora:hrg1g3r4rhp_v20_SDXL_Linux:0.4> hrg1g3r4rhp <lora:st1cky-000003(1)(surreal glitchpunk):0.4> <lora:MJ52_v2.0:0.25>
    My love for you is like the raging sea, So powerful and deep it will forever be. Through storm, wind, and heavy rain, It will withstand every pain.
    Forget your sing-a-longs and your lullabies Surrender to the city of the fireflies Dance to the devil in beat with the band To hell with all of you, hand-in-hand But now it's time to be gone La, la, la, la, forever? Forever
    Forget your sing-a-longs and your lullabies Surrender to the city of the fireflies Dance to the devil in beat with the band To hell with all of you, hand-in-hand But now it's time to be gone La, la, la, la, forever? Forever
    Forget your sing-a-longs and your lullabies Surrender to the city of the fireflies Dance to the devil in beat with the band To hell with all of you, hand-in-hand But now it's time to be gone La, la, la, la, forever? Forever
    <lora:TwelveForever_Esther_XL:0.8>, esther \(regular\), hand on hip, frown, esther, twelve forever, 1girl, solo, dark skin, short hair, black hair, black eyes, rainforest, masterpiece, best quality
    This is year zero All we knew has died The mutiny came so sudden Killing yesterday Thoughts that forced discordance away Once more an era is fading Whatever dreams we're reaching to claim Decides the path we are taking Gone forever We are done with world views mechanical None shall, none shall ever be a slave To thoughts inside their heads Mind is the master Morphogenesis This structure remained untrodden A new reality Bleeding through all spheres All our thoughts, all our fears Gaining life, soul, mind, heart Feeding starts now Rising from ashen dust Through our sins, karmic cost Measured souls, weigh our hearts Judge our thoughts, no Thoughts that forced discordance away Once more an era is fading best quality, absurdres, dystopia, post-apocalypse, biomechanical, science fiction, dramatic, cryptic, terrifying, mesmerizing, colorful, glow, professional, excellent composition, visualy stunning, color contrast, mesmerizing and otherworldly visual experience, unprecedented, extraordinary, innovative, experimental, visionary, boundary-pushing, Stanley Kubrick, Arthur Rackham absolutely outstanding, traditional media, impressionism, Pointillism, close-up <lora:tbh295-sdxl:0.4> style of H. R. Giger <lora:hrg1g3r4rhp_v20_SDXL_Linux:0.4> hrg1g3r4rhp <lora:st1cky-000003(1)(surreal glitchpunk):0.4> <lora:MJ52_v2.0:0.25>
    Hark, O'Nightspirit Father of my dark self From within this realm, wherein Thou dwelleth By this lake of blood, from which we feed to breed I call silently from Thy presence, as I lay this oath May this night carry my will And may these old mountains forever remember this night May the forest whisper my name And may the storm bring these words to the end of all worlds May the wise moon be my witness As I swear on my honor In respect of my pride and darkness itself That I shall rule by the blackest wisdom O'Nightspirit I am one with thee I am the eternal power I am the Emperor Winds and storms. embrace us now Lay waste the light of day Open gates to darker lands We spread our wings and fly away <lora:DonM3x71nc710nXL-v1.2-000006:0.85> Realistic hyperdetailed ultra-detailed
    In a dimly lit, ethereal studio bathed in soft, warm, amber light, AM83RM, a captivating woman with piercing blue eyes and radiant smile, poses confidently for the camera. Her raven-black hair cascades down her shoulders in loose waves, framing her heart-shaped face. She dons an exquisite, one-of-a-kind outfit that harmonizes Victorian elegance with a modern twist _ a lace bodice adorned with intricate embroidery and embellishments, paired with a flowing, ankle-length skirt in deep navy velvet. A wide-brimmed hat, trimmed with delicate feathers and pearls, sits atop her head, casting shadows across her face. Her full, rosebud lips part slightly to reveal gleaming white teeth, adorned with a pair of exquisite diamond earrings that sparkle like stardust in the subdued light. Her gaze is fixed on an unseen horizon, her pose radiating an air of strength and serenity, as if she holds within her the secrets of the universe, captured forever in this intimate, mesmerizing portrait.
    The pocket world hangs suspended in the inky abyss, a shimmering sphere of azure and emerald against the backdrop of swirling nebulae. Its surface, a canvas of green, brown, and silver, is fractured and scarred, the landscape a testament to a brutal war that forever altered its flow of time. Time, here, is a tangled mess, a swirling vortex that bends and twists, pulling the battlefield into an endless cycle of destruction and rebirth. Ancient, ruined cities, once glittering citadels of steel and glass, now lie half-buried under twisting vines and luminescent fungi, their decaying structures serving as a morbid testament to the battles waged within. Skeletons of gargantuan mechs, twisted metal twisted into grotesque, skeletal shapes, are scattered across the landscape, their once-gleaming chrome now dulled by time and dust. Ghostly echoes of laser fire and the roars of dying engines still reverberate through the air, a haunting melody of a past that refuses to die. Through rifts in the sky, glimpses of other worlds can be seen, each a kaleidoscope of vibrant hues, a stark contrast to the stark desolation of the battlefield. The air is thick with a strange, almost tangible energy, a palpable sense of sorrow and regret that hangs over everything. It's a place where time has no meaning, where the echoes of past battles forever mingle with the silence of the present, a timeless monument to the enduring power of war.
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