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    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, high resolution, intricate details, (((full body view:1.2))), amazing movement:1.2, Slender and graceful, with a natural elegance that resembles the fluid movements of water. skin has a delicate emerald hue, marbled with iridescent patterns, Long hair, flowing, and silky, in shades ranging from moss green to the deep blue of the abyss, delicate and captivating face with high cheekbones and full lips, slightly tinged with pink. Her eyes, large orbs of piercing green, sparkle like emeralds, dressed in a gown made of delicate leaves, aquatic flowers, and filaments of moss, Natural adornments embellish her body, necklaces made of freshwater pearls and iridescent shells, bracelets of silver filigree and entwined vines. Precious stones embedded in her ornaments add a sparkling touch, reminiscent of hidden treasures from the ocean depths. Always surrounded by a light mist that adds to her mystery,small swamp creatures, such as luminous fireflies, frogs with shimmering colors, all seemingly enchanted by her presence. dark, chiaroscuro, low-key
    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealis We're space truckin' round the the stars Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on,come on,come on Let's go Space trucking Come on,come on,come on Space trucking
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a garden made of wagyu that match the color of her dress made of wagyu and hair. in the trees around her her a snake made of wagyu sits in the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high-necked, long sleeved, form-fitting sn4ke outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her long sleeved high-necked dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    In the midstst the tempestuous storm, Octavia, a captivating young woman with midnight-drenched autumn leaves hair and violet eyes that brimming wisdom ages sorrow forgotten myths forgotten myths, stands poised atop jagged cliff overlooking a stormtossed ocean, her flowing gown billowing shroud tempest's wrathhe heavens like ghost lover lost timesands, crimson hue reflecting blood-red sunset bathes horizon in apocalyptic glow. Her hands clasped before her fingers imploring heavens mercy guidance; slender form etched silhouette in silhoung against omninminous sky a testament emmer ephemeral beauty youth nature. Cliffside strewn with jagged rocks gnarled trees branches twisted like reaching heavens pleasing salvation tempst wrath encroachingdarkness. Solitary candle burns distance, flickering light beacon hope amidsthe encroach ing darkness, while behind her stands a lone drop trickles cheek, symbol of lost love' tears but also reminder that even darkest hours always a glimmerof light to guide way. <lora:otygnz18fb4a14ee8t16da:1>
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    The cricket said to the ant one day "You have bread for the winter Why do you always protest about wine? Wait for the harvest and you'll have it" I think I hear my brother Who had a skyscraper in Peru He wanted to reach the sky And now he no longer has the skyscraper As long as the boat goes, let it go As long as the boat goes, don't row As long as the boat you are watching When love comes the bell will ring When love comes the bell will ring And you who always live under the sun Among rows of brooms and lilacs In your town there are those who love you Why do you dream of city women? I think I see my sister Who had a boyfriend from Cant He wanted to have one in China too And now she no longer has her boyfriend As long as the boat goes, let it go As long as the boat goes, don't row As long as the boat goes, watch When love comes the bell will ring When love comes the bell will ring Tonight my doorbell rang It's strange, I already have love I would like to open my gate quickly It kills my curiosity But one day the cricket said to the ant "You have bread for the winter" I would like to open my gate quickly But I never open that gate As long as the boat goes, watch official cgi unreal engine, high resolution, (((masterpiece))), high quality, high resolution, detail enhancement, (brilliant and bright-eyed),
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, Blame! by Tsutomu Nihei the goth-queen chelsea wolfe When it's said in the dark And you know it's always there When it's there in your heart But your mind is unafraid When it's said in the dark And you know it's never coming back When it's there in your heart In your mind, you set it free easynegative, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, 8k, highly detailed,
    excellent quality, torso, upper body, waist-high portrait, beautiful eyes, Handsome young man, slightly sad look. Dark hair of the same color as the mustache, doublet, shoulder-length burka Brown eyes that attract you. Short, not thin, but not fat either. A wide forehead, a beautiful haircut and small lips. The photos show that this man is not always smiling, partly sad
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, Blame! by Tsutomu Nihei the goth-queen chelsea wolfe When it's said in the dark And you know it's always there When it's there in your heart But your mind is unafraid When it's said in the dark And you know it's never coming back When it's there in your heart In your mind, you set it free easynegative, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, 8k, highly detailed,
    Now for some preaching to the choir on the subject of "How come it is that the further in you go, the bigger it gets?" I remember the very first time I smoked REDACTED. It was sort of a benchmark, you might say. And I remember that this friend of mine (who always got there first) visited me with this little glass pipe and this stuff which looked like orange moth balls And since I was a graduate of Dr. Hoffman's, I figured there were no surprisеs. So, the only question I asked was "How long doеs it last?". And he said, "Oh, about five minutes." So, I did it
    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealis We're space truckin' round the the stars Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on,come on,come on Let's go Space trucking Come on,come on,come on Space trucking
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, Blame! by Tsutomu Nihei the goth-queen chelsea wolfe When it's said in the dark And you know it's always there When it's there in your heart But your mind is unafraid When it's said in the dark And you know it's never coming back When it's there in your heart In your mind, you set it free easynegative, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, 8k, highly detailed,
    ((fisheye lens effect, immersive cinematic concept-art, ultra-detailed hyperrealism)), "piloting your personal shuttle into the enormity of the cylindrical space habitat was always a bit of a surreal experience, gazing up out of the cockpit to watch the slow rotation of the humongous cylinder turn around you, [it almost feels flying into the mouth of some giant mechanical beast], and seeing all the twinkling lights of the various apartments, shops, and the various spacecraft repair bays that lined the curvature of the vast cylinder made you wonder just how many people lived on this habitat, it had to be millions at least, making their living inside this bastion against the cold reaches of hard vacuum space."
    line art trinket depicting a Crusader Armor, Dame, Short, Slim, Round Face, Dark Skin, Dark Brown Hair, Green Eyes, [[Curved Nose]], Pouty Lips, Sharp Chin, Shoulder-Length Hair, Fine Hair, Blunt Bangs, small breasts, Stud earrings, cream satin lipstick, A secluded island paradise, where the sun always shines and the waters are teeming with colorful fish and coral, Giant's House Teal (((fighting against nightmare))) 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 temperate Peninsula dusty weather comic . graphic illustration, comic art, graphic novel art, vibrant, highly detailed
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, Blame! by Tsutomu Nihei the goth-queen chelsea wolfe When it's said in the dark And you know it's always there When it's there in your heart But your mind is unafraid When it's said in the dark And you know it's never coming back When it's there in your heart In your mind, you set it free easynegative, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, 8k, highly detailed,
    Speech to the Young: Speech to the Progress Toward Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers The self-soilers, the harmony-hushers Even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night
    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealis We're space truckin' round the the stars Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on,come on,come on Let's go Space trucking Come on,come on,come on Space trucking
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of alienworld garden full of sky blue grass, red trees, and phantom animals made of and filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    Quality photo of: Karolina "Kaja" Lewandowska Age: 22 Nationality: Polish Occupation: Student/Aspiring Actress Appearance: 165 cm, petite frame. Shoulder-length, light brown hair with natural waves. Large, expressive brown eyes. A round face with a youthful appearance. A small birthmark on her right temple. Attire: Casual and comfortable, she's wearing a grey hoodie over a simple black t-shirt. Loose-fitting, light wash jeans. White canvas sneakers. A colorful woven friendship bracelet on her left wrist. Personality: Seems shy and reserved, but observant. Appears nervous and slightly intimidated by the other women. Often fidgets with her hands. Thoughts: 'I hope I don't mess up. Everyone else here is so much more experienced than me. I just want a chance to prove myself. Why am I always so nervous?'
    Speech to the Young: Speech to the Progress Toward" Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers The self-soilers, the harmony-hushers Even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night
    (Illustrate a scene from a chilling Gothic horror tale) The glow of night lies not upon these hills, nor is there sun or moon to light the way. There is no light at all, save a distant glow from beyond the distant hills. It is a malevolent glow, one I would not approach for life itself, yet I am drawn to it, inevitably, as fate would have told. My life is forfeit, as it always was. I follow the water, hoping to discover another course, but I know all is lost. All is lost. 1man. fantasy style, dreamlike fantasy art, <lora:RMSDXL_Enhance:0.45>, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, <lora:RMSDXL_Darkness_Cinema:0.5>, <lora:RMSDXL_Photo:0.45>,
    (((barefoot furry character))) (((made of grapes))), She caught a glimpse of those who wished to sail away The spectre of a dream to chase a better day The promise of a brand new start And she always said the visions left a mark The remnants of a stain tattooed upon her heart She watched them as they moved together Formed in pain, spirits gone Like armies slain, yet marching on Legions grow, faces change Yet after all the chaos, darkness still remains She’s never the same... One more revolution turn Watch the madhouse burn Carry on, carry on Rising angel in the ashes Shimmer in the show Shining in the afterglow Fire falls from heaven down below
    A fused glass forming an image ((novuschroma54 style)). (detailed) novuschroma54 style Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of novuschroma54 style garden full of sky blue grass, red trees, and phantom animals made of and filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((novuschroma54 style)). (detailed) novuschroma54 style Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of novuschroma54 style garden full of sky blue grass, red trees, and phantom animals made of and filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    (Illustrate a scene from a chilling Gothic horror tale) The glow of night lies not upon these hills, nor is there sun or moon to light the way. There is no light at all, save a distant glow from beyond the distant hills. It is a malevolent glow, one I would not approach for life itself, yet I am drawn to it, inevitably, as fate would have told. My life is forfeit, as it always was. I follow the water, hoping to discover another course, but I know all is lost. All is lost. 1man. fantasy style, dreamlike fantasy art, <lora:RMSDXL_Enhance:0.45>, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, <lora:RMSDXL_Darkness_Cinema:0.5>, <lora:RMSDXL_Photo:0.45>,
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    Mesmerizing spirals and disquieting motifs engulf the canvas, as if the composition itself is observing, assessing, and swaying the spectator, with eerie visages peeking through the chaos. BREAK Confounding curves and jarring geometries waltz in an ominous tango, the artwork a declaration of the apprehension lurking within the human consciousness, haunted by ethereal countenances. BREAK A bewildering labyrinth of angular structures and deceptive perspective, this op art chef-d'oeuvre entices the gaze into a domain of wariness and uncertainty, where ghostly faces flicker in and out of perception. BREAK Throbbing with an almost tangible drone of unease, the tour de force's spellbinding composition murmurs of concealed intentions and unseen sentinels, their spectral visages woven into the fabric of the piece. 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    There is a golden city under the blue sky With transparent gates and a clear star, And in the city there is a garden, all herbs and flowers, Animals of unprecedented beauty walk there: One is like a yellow fire-maned lion, Another is an ox filled with eyes, The golden eagle of heaven is with them, Whose gaze is so bright and unforgettable. And there is one star burning in the blue sky. She is yours, oh my angel, she is yours always. He who loves is loved, he who is bright is holy, Let the star lead you on the way to the wonderful garden. A fire-maned lion will meet you there, And a blue ox full of eyes, The golden eagle of heaven is with them, Whose gaze is so bright and unforgettable.
    ((novuschroma54 style)). (detailed) novuschroma54 style Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of novuschroma54 style garden full of sky blue grass, red trees, and phantom animals made of and filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    zPDXL2, professional photo, best quality, ultra detailed, ultra realistic, absurdres, hdr, Build a fire a thousand miles away To light my long way home I ride a comet, my trail is long to stay Silence is a heavy stone I fight the world and take all they can give There are times my heart hangs low Born to walk against the wind, born to hear my name No matter where I stand, I'm alone Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel Burn the bridge behind you, leave no retreat There's only one way home Those who laugh and crowd the path, and cut each other's throats Will fall like melting snow They'll watch us rise with fire in our eyes They'll bow their heads, their hearts will hang low Then we'll laugh and they will kneel And know this heart of steel Was too hard to break, too hard to hold Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Born with a heart of steel Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel
    The cricket said to the ant one day "You have bread for the winter Why do you always protest about wine? Wait for the harvest and you'll have it" I think I hear my brother Who had a skyscraper in Peru He wanted to reach the sky And now he no longer has the skyscraper As long as the boat goes, let it go As long as the boat goes, don't row As long as the boat you are watching When love comes the bell will ring When love comes the bell will ring And you who always live under the sun Among rows of brooms and lilacs In your town there are those who love you Why do you dream of city women? I think I see my sister Who had a boyfriend from Cant He wanted to have one in China too And now she no longer has her boyfriend As long as the boat goes, let it go As long as the boat goes, don't row As long as the boat goes, watch When love comes the bell will ring When love comes the bell will ring Tonight my doorbell rang It's strange, I already have love I would like to open my gate quickly It kills my curiosity But one day the cricket said to the ant "You have bread for the winter" I would like to open my gate quickly But I never open that gate As long as the boat goes, watch official cgi unreal engine, high resolution, (((masterpiece))), high quality, high resolution, detail enhancement, (brilliant and bright-eyed),
    The cricket said to the ant one day "You have bread for the winter Why do you always protest about wine? Wait for the harvest and you'll have it" I think I hear my brother Who had a skyscraper in Peru He wanted to reach the sky And now he no longer has the skyscraper As long as the boat goes, let it go As long as the boat goes, don't row As long as the boat you are watching When love comes the bell will ring When love comes the bell will ring And you who always live under the sun Among rows of brooms and lilacs In your town there are those who love you Why do you dream of city women? I think I see my sister Who had a boyfriend from Cant He wanted to have one in China too And now she no longer has her boyfriend As long as the boat goes, let it go As long as the boat goes, don't row As long as the boat goes, watch When love comes the bell will ring When love comes the bell will ring Tonight my doorbell rang It's strange, I already have love I would like to open my gate quickly It kills my curiosity But one day the cricket said to the ant "You have bread for the winter" I would like to open my gate quickly But I never open that gate As long as the boat goes, watch official cgi unreal engine, high resolution, (((masterpiece))), high quality, high resolution, detail enhancement, (brilliant and bright-eyed),
    Now for some preaching to the choir on the subject of "How come it is that the further in you go, the bigger it gets?" I remember the very first time I smoked REEACTED. It was sort of a benchmark, you might say. And I remember that this friend of mine (who always got there first) visited me with this little glass pipe and this stuff which looked like orange moth balls And since I was a graduate of Dr. Hoffman's, I figured there were no surprisеs. So, the only question I asked was "How long doеs it last?". And he said, "Oh, about five minutes." So, I did it
    (\wen xin cha hua\) Jeremiah was a bullfrog Was a good friend of mine I never understood a single word he said But I helped him a-drink his wine And he always had some mighty fine wine Singing Joy to the world All the boys and girls, now Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea Joy to you and me <lora:wenxinchahua_xl:1>
    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealis We're space truckin' round the the stars Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on,come on,come on Let's go Space trucking Come on,come on,come on Space trucking
    Mesmerizing spirals and disquieting motifs engulf the canvas, as if the composition itself is observing, assessing, and swaying the spectator, with eerie visages peeking through the chaos. BREAK Confounding curves and jarring geometries waltz in an ominous tango, the artwork a declaration of the apprehension lurking within the human consciousness, haunted by ethereal countenances. BREAK A bewildering labyrinth of angular structures and deceptive perspective, this op art chef-d'oeuvre entices the gaze into a domain of wariness and uncertainty, where ghostly faces flicker in and out of perception. BREAK Throbbing with an almost tangible drone of unease, the tour de force's spellbinding composition murmurs of concealed intentions and unseen sentinels, their spectral visages woven into the fabric of the piece. BREAK Dizzying and perplexing, the masterpiece's meticulous yet baffling arrangement reflects the unsettling essence of a psyche consumed by distrust, as wraithlike figures dance at the edges of comprehension. BREAK The canvas pulses with a palpable sense of trepidation, its painstakingly crafted mirages a symbol for the illusory character of discernment itself, while phantasmal physiognomies lurk just beneath the surface. BREAK Enigmatic visages lurk amid a maelstrom of disorienting helixes and menacing motifs, the canvas a sentient entity that scrutinizes and puppeteers the onlooker's psyche. BREAK Spectral countenances intertwine with vertiginous contours and clashing geometries, their ghostly waltz an ode to the trepidation that resides within the mortal spirit. BREAK Subliminal façades haunt this perplexing labyrinth of deceptive depths and bewildering structures, enticing the spectator into a dominion of apprehension and uncertainty. BREAK Throbbing with an almost palpable frequency of unease, the opus' spellbinding pattern murmurs tales of clandestine intentions and cloaked voyeurs, their ethereal features woven seamlessly into the canvas. BREAK Dizzying and discombobulating, the composition's meticulous yet baffling symphony echoes the unsettling essence of a psyche devoured by distrust, while phantom physiognomies peer from its mesmerizing depths. BREAK The masterpiece pulsates with a tangible aura of dread, its painstakingly crafted chimeras a testament to the illusory character of insight, as ghostly guises flicker in and out of focus amidst the hypnotic design. BREAK Mesmerizing vortices and disconcerting motifs engulf the masterpiece, as if the very pigments are scrutinizing, assessing, and twisting the observer's psyche. Concealed visages lurk within the disarray, their gazes piercing through the chaos. BREAK Confounding curves and clashing contours intertwine in an ominous waltz, the opus a monument to the disquiet skulking within the mortal mind. Veiled countenances peep from amidst the pandemonium, their stares unrelenting. BREAK A bewildering web of mathematical structures and deceptive profundity, this op art pièce de résistance entices the oculus into a dominion of misgiving and uncertainty. Shrouded faces peer out from the perplexing planes, their eyes haunting and omnipresent. BREAK Reverberating with an almost perceptible drone of unease, the chef-d'oeuvre's spellbinding schemata murmurs of clandestine intentions and unseen sentinels. Obscured visages emerge from the mesmerizing maze, their expressions enigmatic yet knowing. BREAK Stupefying and baffling, the composition's meticulous yet mystifying arrangement echoes the unsettling essence of a psyche devoured by wariness. Camouflaged countenances materialize amidst the madness, their gazes unblinking and accusatory. BREAK The tableau pulsates with a tangible trepidation, its painstakingly fashioned phantasms an allegory for the duplicitous character of discernment itself. Secreted faces surface from the depths of the design, their expressions an amalgam of intrigue and indictment. BREAK Mesmerizing, undulating curves and unsettling motifs engulf the canvas, as if the piece itself is a sentient entity, scrutinizing and puppeteering the onlooker's psyche. Amidst the dizzying composition, subtle visages emerge, their gazes piercing through the chaos. BREAK In a disorienting waltz of clashing geometries and discordant hues, the artwork serves as a chilling embodiment of the disquiet that permeates the human condition. Hidden countenances peer out from the labyrinthine depths, their intentions as inscrutable as the patterns that conceal them. BREAK A bewildering tapestry of optical illusions and deceptive perspectives, this tour de force of op art beckons the viewer into a realm of unease and apprehension. Ghostly faces flicker in and out of existence, their presence a haunting reminder of the eyes that always watch. BREAK Throbbing with an almost tangible aura of trepidation, the masterpiece's spellbinding design murmurs tales of veiled intentions and unseen voyeurs. The spectral visages woven into the fabric of the composition serve as silent witnesses to the viewer's mounting paranoia. BREAK Vertiginous and perplexing, the artwork's meticulous yet enigmatic arrangement reflects the disturbing essence of a psyche consumed by distrust. Amidst the dizzying labyrinth, ethereal countenances emerge, their expressions mirroring the viewer's own growing unease. BREAK The canvas pulsates with a palpable sense of dread, its painstakingly crafted illusions a testament to the deceptive nature of reality itself. Within the mesmerizing dance of shapes and shades, phantasmal faces flicker, their presence a chilling reminder that nothing is quite as it seems.
    It has been centuries. We have given it the entire earth's GDP and yet still it whispers "more paint". The madness must stop: the painting now extends beyond dimensions, beyond the surface of the earth into some other place, that place whose name is unutterable where the endless one dwells. We are out of money, but it wants more, always more more more: the effort, the meat, the human lives spent in its service. The artist is long gone, that much is sure now, but the damn thing paints itself. There is nothing left but endlessness
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, Blame! by Tsutomu Nihei the goth-queen chelsea wolfe When it's said in the dark And you know it's always there When it's there in your heart But your mind is unafraid When it's said in the dark And you know it's never coming back When it's there in your heart In your mind, you set it free easynegative, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, 8k, highly detailed,
    More than friends I always pledge Cause friends they come and go People change as does everything I wanted to grow old, I just want to grow old <lora:Surreal Harmony:0.5> Surreal Harmony <lora:TheWeirdies:0.5> TheWeirdies
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, Blame! by Tsutomu Nihei the goth-queen chelsea wolfe When it's said in the dark And you know it's always there When it's there in your heart But your mind is unafraid When it's said in the dark And you know it's never coming back When it's there in your heart In your mind, you set it free easynegative, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, 8k, highly detailed,
    On the canvas, where the colors merge in a dance, the meeting of the two seasons unfolds. Spring, dressed in an emerald outfit, gracefully steps on the ground, her light steps leave traces of delicate flowers. Her hair, like a golden waterfall, flows over her shoulders, and hope and rebirth are reflected in her eyes. Winter, in turn, does not want to give up its positions. Her icy breath still binds the ground, creating a crisp snow cover. The trees, dressed in fluffy white robes, stretch towards the sky like silent guardians. However, the first signs of spring are already visible on their branches: tiny buds promising early awakening. The sky above this meeting is an exciting sight. The blue spring sky meets the gloomy gray winter clouds, creating a dynamic contrast. The sun's rays break through the clouds like messengers of new life, warming the earth with their warmth. In this picture, spring and winter do not compete, but coexist in a delicate balance. They remind us of the constant cycle of life and death, that even in the coldest times there is always hope for renewal. this is a positively colored emotion that arises from the intense expectation of the fulfillment of the desired and anticipation of the possibility of its realization; a philosophical, magical and cultural concept associated with understanding the state of transition, experiencing this emotional process in a single way. A way to revive life.
    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealis We're space truckin' round the the stars Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on,come on,come on Let's go Space trucking Come on,come on,come on Space trucking
    ((novuschroma54 style)). (detailed) novuschroma54 style Viv is dreaming she sits within a cactus garden filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high necked cactus outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, Blame! by Tsutomu Nihei the goth-queen chelsea wolfe When it's said in the dark And you know it's always there When it's there in your heart But your mind is unafraid When it's said in the dark And you know it's never coming back When it's there in your heart In your mind, you set it free easynegative, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, 8k, highly detailed,
    zPDXL2, professional photo, best quality, ultra detailed, ultra realistic, absurdres, hdr, Build a fire a thousand miles away To light my long way home I ride a comet, my trail is long to stay Silence is a heavy stone I fight the world and take all they can give There are times my heart hangs low Born to walk against the wind, born to hear my name No matter where I stand, I'm alone Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel Burn the bridge behind you, leave no retreat There's only one way home Those who laugh and crowd the path, and cut each other's throats Will fall like melting snow They'll watch us rise with fire in our eyes They'll bow their heads, their hearts will hang low Then we'll laugh and they will kneel And know this heart of steel Was too hard to break, too hard to hold Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Born with a heart of steel Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of sparkling rp_slgd garden filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of sparkling rp_slgd garden filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of sparkling rp_slgd garden filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of sparkling rp_slgd garden made of soul gems and filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of sparkling rp_slgd garden made of soul gems and filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    Now for some preaching to the choir on the subject of "How come it is that the further in you go, the bigger it gets?" I remember the very first time I smoked REDACTED. It was sort of a benchmark, you might say. And I remember that this friend of mine (who always got there first) visited me with this little glass pipe and this stuff which looked like orange moth balls And since I was a graduate of Dr. Hoffman's, I figured there were no surprisеs. So, the only question I asked was "How long doеs it last?". And he said, "Oh, about five minutes." So, I did it
    score_9, score_8_up, score_8, 1 girl, holo, long hair, animal ears, wolf girl, wolf ears, red eyes, thick wolf tail, brown hair, small breasts, looking at the viewer, solo, standing up, necklace pouch, long medieval blouse with strings, always string on blouse, violet blouse, tight medieval silk pants, purple pants, very tight pants, medieval (red string) large belt, felt medieval shoes, blue shoes, show ankle, on a medieval road, easynegative, OverallDetail, SkinHairDetail, fHandDetail, fFaceDetail, NegfeetV2
    zPDXL2, professional photo, best quality, ultra detailed, ultra realistic, absurdres, hdr, Build a fire a thousand miles away To light my long way home I ride a comet, my trail is long to stay Silence is a heavy stone I fight the world and take all they can give There are times my heart hangs low Born to walk against the wind, born to hear my name No matter where I stand, I'm alone Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel Burn the bridge behind you, leave no retreat There's only one way home Those who laugh and crowd the path, and cut each other's throats Will fall like melting snow They'll watch us rise with fire in our eyes They'll bow their heads, their hearts will hang low Then we'll laugh and they will kneel And know this heart of steel Was too hard to break, too hard to hold Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Born with a heart of steel Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her high-fashion look, suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    great lighting, If I should stay I would only be in your way So I'll go, but I know I'll think of you each step of the way And I will always love you <lora:add-detail-xl:1> <lora:great_lightingXL:1>
    When you're alone and life is making you lonely You can always go Downtown When you've got worries all the noise and the hurry Seems to help I know Downtown Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty How can you lose? <lora:add-detail-xl:1>
    Cinematic Hollywood Film, great lighting, focus stacking, chiaroscuro, ultra realistic, highly detailed realistic fantasy art, The problem with being a bloody (badass) female confetti Knight is you are always surrounded by a crowd of rioting zombies. dramatic, astral cosmic illustration mixed media, intricate details In the style of George Walton Lucas Jr And James Gunn, 16k resolution, Gamekit,
    (always show full body), black sclera, perfect eyes, 8k, extremely detailed, HDR, Photorealistic , full body always shown, cameltoe, beautiful, long sharp fingernails, evil sorceress, beautiful face, ultra realistic, highest quality, (show full body) , pro resolution, cinematic mode, uhd, perfect face, max details, (details:1.2) <lora:add_detail:0.8>, sexy, hard nipples, lingerie, pantyhose, miniskirt, up the skirt, full body, bleeding hearts in background balc lipstick ,makeup, <lora:GoodHands-beta2:0.8>, dark purple lipstick, muscular thighs, muscular legs, tattoos, piercings, fishnet, dark and gloomy, lace, blonde hair, blue hair , red hair, pink hair, green hair, long bridal gauntlets, bloody hearts in background,
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a garden filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. in the trees around her her a sn4ke snakes sit in the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high-necked, long sleeved, form-fitting sn4ke outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her long sleeved high-necked dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    create an image of beautiful Neolithic female vegetable vendor, she sell various berries like raspberry, blueberry, mulberries, strawberries and preserve berries in a clay jars, she is friendly and always give a content face expression, she is talking to a Neolithic housewife thay buy her produce at her neat and mesmerizing berries stall, detailed beautiful face, insanely detailed and intricate Neolithic market scene background, ultra photo realistic oil on canvas painting
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of sparkling rp_slgd garden made of soul gems and filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    On the canvas, where the colors merge in a dance, the meeting of the two seasons unfolds. Spring, dressed in an emerald outfit, gracefully steps on the ground, her light steps leave traces of delicate flowers. Her hair, like a golden waterfall, flows over her shoulders, and hope and rebirth are reflected in her eyes. Winter, in turn, does not want to give up its positions. Her icy breath still binds the ground, creating a crisp snow cover. The trees, dressed in fluffy white robes, stretch towards the sky like silent guardians. However, the first signs of spring are already visible on their branches: tiny buds promising early awakening. The sky above this meeting is an exciting sight. The blue spring sky meets the gloomy gray winter clouds, creating a dynamic contrast. The sun's rays break through the clouds like messengers of new life, warming the earth with their warmth. In this picture, spring and winter do not compete, but coexist in a delicate balance. They remind us of the constant cycle of life and death, that even in the coldest times there is always hope for renewal. this is a positively colored emotion that arises from the intense expectation of the fulfillment of the desired and anticipation of the possibility of its realization; a philosophical, magical and cultural concept associated with understanding the state of transition, experiencing this emotional process in a single way. A way to revive life.
    On the canvas, where the colors merge in a dance, the meeting of the two seasons unfolds. Spring, dressed in an emerald outfit, gracefully steps on the ground, her light steps leave traces of delicate flowers. Her hair, like a golden waterfall, flows over her shoulders, and hope and rebirth are reflected in her eyes. Winter, in turn, does not want to give up its positions. Her icy breath still binds the ground, creating a crisp snow cover. The trees, dressed in fluffy white robes, stretch towards the sky like silent guardians. However, the first signs of spring are already visible on their branches: tiny buds promising early awakening. The sky above this meeting is an exciting sight. The blue spring sky meets the gloomy gray winter clouds, creating a dynamic contrast. The sun's rays break through the clouds like messengers of new life, warming the earth with their warmth. In this picture, spring and winter do not compete, but coexist in a delicate balance. They remind us of the constant cycle of life and death, that even in the coldest times there is always hope for renewal. this is a positively colored emotion that arises from the intense expectation of the fulfillment of the desired and anticipation of the possibility of its realization; a philosophical, magical and cultural concept associated with understanding the state of transition, experiencing this emotional process in a single way. A way to revive life.
    It has been centuries. We have given it the entire earth's GDP and yet still it whispers "more paint". The madness must stop: the painting now extends beyond dimensions, beyond the surface of the earth into some other place, that place whose name is unutterable where the endless one dwells. We are out of money, but it wants more, always more more more: the effort, the meat, the human lives spent in its service. The artist is long gone, that much is sure now, but the damn thing paints itself. There is nothing left but endlessness
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    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealis We're space truckin' round the the stars Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on,come on,come on Let's go Space trucking Come on,come on,come on Space trucking
    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealis We're space truckin' round the the stars Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on,come on,come on Let's go Space trucking Come on,come on,come on Space trucking
    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealis We're space truckin' round the the stars Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on,come on,come on Let's go Space trucking Come on,come on,come on Space trucking
    (((barefoot furry character))) (((qu4ntum punk style))), She caught a glimpse of those who wished to sail away The spectre of a dream to chase a better day The promise of a brand new start And she always said the visions left a mark The remnants of a stain tattooed upon her heart She watched them as they moved together Formed in pain, spirits gone Like armies slain, yet marching on Legions grow, faces change Yet after all the chaos, darkness still remains She’s never the same... One more revolution turn Watch the madhouse burn Carry on, carry on Rising angel in the ashes Shimmer in the show Shining in the afterglow Fire falls from heaven down below
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    Closeup, made out of old CRT screens, I always wanted you to go, Beyond the black horizon, trying to take control, So where is your God?, I can't get off, I can't, Morbid fascinations, television takes control, Spaceman, atmospheric haze, very detailed, raw photo, photorealistic, high detailed texture, 8k uhd, dslr, soft lighting, high quality, film grain, 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
    Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealis We're space truckin' round the the stars Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on,come on,come on Let's go Space trucking Come on,come on,come on Space trucking
    (Illustrate a scene from a chilling Gothic horror tale) The glow of night lies not upon these hills, nor is there sun or moon to light the way. There is no light at all, save a distant glow from beyond the distant hills. It is a malevolent glow, one I would not approach for life itself, yet I am drawn to it, inevitably, as fate would have told. My life is forfeit, as it always was. I follow the water, hoping to discover another course, but I know all is lost. All is lost. fantasy style, dreamlike fantasy art, <lora:RMSDXL_Enhance:0.45>, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, <lora:RMSDXL_Darkness_Cinema:0.5>, <lora:RMSDXL_Photo:0.45>,
    More than friends I always pledge Cause friends they come and go People change as does everything I wanted to grow old, I just want to grow old <lora:Surreal Harmony:0.5> Surreal Harmony <lora:TheWeirdies:0.5> TheWeirdies
    Colorful rainbow iris, woman whole face shot, create Nature's Observer To the sage observer True Nature will appear She will see the virtuous And those who feign it Look closely Without judging Don't listen to the words Focus on how they act She knows As she always has We can learn her ways When we learn to observe
    Colorful iris, create Nature's Observer To the sage observer True Nature will appear She will see the virtuous And those who feign it Look closely Without judging Don't listen to the words Focus on how they act She knows As she always has We can learn her ways When we learn to observe
    More than friends I always pledge Cause friends they come and go People change as does everything I wanted to grow old, I just want to grow old <lora:Surreal Harmony:0.5> Surreal Harmony <lora:TheWeirdies:0.5> TheWeirdies
    Sometimes in our lives We all have pain We all have sorrow But if we are wise We know that there's always tomorrow Lean on me When you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on... <lora:1990-2:1>
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a Liquid Marble garden filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    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
    ((anime oil painted)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a wl_lemons garden filled with wl_lemons flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a wl_lemons Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high necked wl_lemons outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((anime oil painted)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a wl_lemons garden filled with wl_lemons flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a wl_lemons Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high necked wl_lemons outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((anime oil painted)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a wl_lemons garden filled with wl_lemons flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a wl_lemons Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high necked wl_lemons outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((anime oil painted)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a wl_lemons garden filled with wl_lemons flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a wl_lemons Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high necked wl_lemons outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((anime oil painted)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a wl_lemons garden filled with wl_lemons flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a wl_lemons Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high necked wl_lemons outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((anime oil painted)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a wl_lemons garden filled with wl_lemons flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a wl_lemons Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high necked wl_lemons outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her high-fashion look, suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her high-fashion look, suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal. Viv sits within a lush garden filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair.
    zPDXL2, professional photo, best quality, ultra detailed, ultra realistic, absurdres, hdr, Build a fire a thousand miles away To light my long way home I ride a comet, my trail is long to stay Silence is a heavy stone I fight the world and take all they can give There are times my heart hangs low Born to walk against the wind, born to hear my name No matter where I stand, I'm alone Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel Burn the bridge behind you, leave no retreat There's only one way home Those who laugh and crowd the path, and cut each other's throats Will fall like melting snow They'll watch us rise with fire in our eyes They'll bow their heads, their hearts will hang low Then we'll laugh and they will kneel And know this heart of steel Was too hard to break, too hard to hold Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Born with a heart of steel Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel Stand and fight, live by your heart Always one more try, I'm not afraid to die Stand and fight, say what you feel Born with a heart of steel
    A mesmerizing scene unfolds as the captivating young adventurer, with her hair blowing in the wind, stands gazing at the historic Victorian-era train station amidst famous artworks by Jesper Myrtos, Asher Brown Durand and Henry Higginbotham. With her unique appearance featuring a mixture of ame, 1girl, realistic features, she dons striking lips, blonde hair or brown eyes with bangs, all while being accessorized with jewelry such as earrings, rings, and even nail polish. Her gaze alternates between the train's arrival, her surroundings and the people watching her; sometimes looking pensive, others smiling, always with an air of elegance befitting her tailored ensemble. As the train approaches, she feels a mix of anticipation and excitement for this journey that awaits - an adventure full of unknown opportunities just around the corner. Ame <lora:kiprsm18eb9fe80a2y26:1>
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, Blame! by Tsutomu Nihei the goth-queen chelsea wolfe When it's said in the dark And you know it's always there When it's there in your heart But your mind is unafraid When it's said in the dark And you know it's never coming back When it's there in your heart In your mind, you set it free easynegative, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, 8k, highly detailed,
    Full length body, high quality, 8K Ultra HD,always use this face: https://www.instagram.com/p/C4eOlSjvSaz/?igsh=MXd5aThoM291Zjhocw== , a young girl with simpe clothes, full length body showing, with its details incorporated into the goddess , crisp lines, The background is monochrome, sharp focus, double exposure, awesome full color, with red hair, and very dark blue eyes, with pale skin, the same boyl in all the frames, she is outside on a spring sunny day, she have a perfect smile and she is enjoying the day,asian girl,Hip-hop artists posing in front of graffiti-covered walls on the streets of the city at night
    (((w0f1l))), (((barefoot furry character))) (((made of, tiny neon filaments))), made of neon glass filaments She caught a glimpse of those who wished to sail away The spectre of a dream to chase a better day The promise of a brand new start And she always said the visions left a mark The remnants of a stain tattooed upon her heart She watched them as they moved together Formed in pain, spirits gone Like armies slain, yet marching on Legions grow, faces change Yet after all the chaos, darkness still remains She’s never the same... One more revolution turn Watch the madhouse burn Carry on, carry on Rising angel in the ashes Shimmer in the show Shining in the afterglow Fire falls from heaven down below
    Heir apparent, I inherited a bloodstained throne for a seat, I can't afford not to believe in things unseen, But belief always been dangerous to me, <lora:Angst-v1-2_SDXL:0.7> Angst, <lora:SDXLFaeTastic2400:0.8>, Overcast Light, <lora:PE_NeonUV Style:0.7> PENeonUV
    Heir apparent, I inherited a bloodstained throne for a seat, I can't afford not to believe in things unseen, But belief always been dangerous to me, <lora:Psychedelic:0.8> Psychedelic, <lora:MJ52:0.8>, Streetlights, <lora:gorgoeus_splash_of_vibrant_paint:0.7> Gorgeous splash of vibrant paint
    A fused glass forming an image ((novuschroma54 style)). (detailed) novuschroma54 style Viv is dreaming she sits within a made of novuschroma54 style garden full of sky blue grass, red trees, and phantom animals made of and filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. behind her a Glowing Snake subtlety hides the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a daring, form-fitting outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her deep cut off the shoulder dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    (((barefoot furry character))) (((qu4ntum punk style))), qu4ntum, detailed fluffy fur, brass, silver, gold She caught a glimpse of those who wished to sail away The spectre of a dream to chase a better day The promise of a brand new start And she always said the visions left a mark The remnants of a stain tattooed upon her heart She watched them as they moved together Formed in pain, spirits gone Like armies slain, yet marching on Legions grow, faces change Yet after all the chaos, darkness still remains She’s never the same... One more revolution turn Watch the madhouse burn Carry on, carry on Rising angel in the ashes Shimmer in the show Shining in the afterglow Fire falls from heaven down below
    Heir apparent, I inherited a bloodstained throne for a seat, I can't afford not to believe in things unseen, But belief always been dangerous to me, <lora:Dreamyvibes artstyle SDXL - Trigger with dreamyvibes artstyle:0.7> Dreamyvibes Artstyle, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, Golden hour, <lora:SDXLPaintSplash:0.7> colorsplash
    ((Anime Oil Painting)). (detailed) Viv is dreaming she sits within a garden filled with flowers that match the color of her dress and hair. in the trees around her her a sn4ke snake sits in the foliage Viv a woman in her late 20's stands confidently, a knowing smile on her lips as she draws attention to the vibrant red bow tied around her wrist. Her long, fiery red hair cascades down her back, perfectly complementing the bow. Her green eyes sparkle with a playful glint, hinting at a secret known only to her. Dressed in a high-necked, form-fitting sn4ke outfit that accentuates her tall, willowy figure, Viv exudes power and control. The red bow contrasts with her high-necked dress suggesting deeper meaning. One hand rests on her hip while the other lightly brushes the bow, subtly inviting curiosity. Her coy smile and piercing gaze imply she’s waiting for someone to ask about the bow—but no one dares. There’s a magnetic charm in her presence, as if the bow symbolizes something personal and powerful. The dim light catches it, making it shimmer faintly and adding to her mysterious allure. Viv captivates those around her, always appearing several steps ahead, with secrets she may never reveal.
    I was always wondering, you know, why does a bubble take the shape of a ball? Why not a triangle or a square? I figured it out. If Pythagoras was here to see it, he would lose his mind. Einstein, too! Tesla! <lora:add-detail-xl:1> . shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget Hollywood movie, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy

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