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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

In a gritty, urban setting bathed in the soft glow of neon lights, a striking beauty named Melanie Marie sits on an aged, graffiti-laden park bench. Her cascading black hair frames her expressive brown eyes, which sparkle with determination. She wears a white skirt that billows around her slender legs, and a fitted, distressed denim jacket over a plain white t-shirt that clings to her athletic physique. Her lips are painted a bold red, adding a pop of color against the monochrome cityscape. Her brown leather boots are worn and scuffed, suggesting they've seen many miles. She leans forward slightly, one hand resting on her knee, the other gripping a coffee cup as she gazes intently into the distance, embodying a sense of quiet strength and resilience amidst the chaos of the city that never sleeps.

The liquid time of a surreal hot summer day in the 70 in rural Japan gazes at a dusty village road meandering seemingly to nowhere. The beautiful feeling of a never ending summer.

((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.

1345x1345, 1345 x 1345; Album cover for Open Office, by the eclectic backrooms band, Yolkhead, which evaporated into the mist at a concert and was never seen again. The album features old 90s limimal animation art, 1345x1345. All surface textures are highly realistic and varied, even on the same surface, showing the attention to detail of reality, and the painstaking time taken to craft this image. All textures are in some areas slightly more or less sparse and varied to ensure a realistic appearance, and this level of care applies to every centimeter of the picture. In reality, things are rarely perfect, and flaws are considered beautiful, and this composition embraces and uses these flaws to create truth. From the varying textures of surfaces, each one bringing something new and unique to the composition, and the imperfections or random variation in anatomical configurations, each things is perfect in its imperfection, telling a story of in its textures and complexity, 1345 x 1345. The most compelling work of art ever produced, every intricate detail holding a narrative or philosophical concept that entrances. The entire composition is lauded by the modern masters as truly mesmerizing, the artwork itself considered by some too sacred to even show the common world. The work is dynamic and complicated, with multiple forms of media layered in complex and innovative ways, at times mind-bending in the creative solutions the artist found to produce what is lauded as the only truly creative work ever produced by mankind, 1345x1345, 1345 x 1345; Album cover for Open Office, by the eclectic backrooms band, Yolkhead, which evaporated into the mist at a concert and was never seen again. The album features old 90s limimal animation art, full grown distinguished famous color awesome contemporary fine detail artistic composition excellent balance great light sharp focus fantastic atmosphere

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
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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,

glamour shot,(dark mood masterpiece Photography by Mario Giacomelli:1.2),high quality, 8K Ultra HD,
(Silhouetted against a hellish sky of fire and brimstone:1.4), (death wearing long tattered shredded robes stands upon the tilted deck of a ruined ship:1.7), (tattered robes and bandages whip about Death's skeletal form in the scorching winds:1.5), gazing out impassively across a midnight sea scattered with broken hulls and lost souls, distant screams and unearthly howls echo from the rocky shores, ephemeral shapes flit through the murky waters, searching, ever searching for a shore they will never reach, Death pays no heed to their plight, continuing his endless vigil at the helm, guide and guardian to all who find themselves crossing into his domain, shepherding them unto their cursed voyage through lands unknown, presiding eternally in this malignant corner of the underworld where no living tread, surrounded only by darkness, decay, and the anguished cries of the damned, (fantasy:1.7), (surreal:1.7),
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In the twilight haze of a quaint French village, a woman, captivating in her lilac-tinted ethereal gown adorned with silver thread and cradling a vintage rose-gold pocket watch, exudes an enchanting air of L34N4L0V1NG5 as she stands before the ancient stone archway of a centuries-old church, lost in thought or waiting for a lover who may never come, her delicate features bathed in soft, golden light while the cobblestone streets beneath her feet remain quiet and empty, save for the distant tolling of a church bell. <lora:hxwjni18feb881afaw11b1:1>

score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, Blame! by Tsutomu Nihei We learned how on our own
Never needing help from you
Reaching out with eyes closed
We felt the light, it taught us to grow easynegative, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, 8k, highly detailed,

And one of the things that I learned about REDACTED was that if you've never had it even just once, then you can have a dream, and in this dream somebody will pull out a little glass pipe, and then it will happen, it will happen just like the real thing, because there's a button somewhere inside each and every one of us that gives you a look into the other side, and that's the button that resets the compass that tells you where you want to sail. Good luck!

In the sprawling neon-lit metropolis that never sleeps, amidst the cacophony of sirens and the chatter of the night crowd, there lurks a figure enshrouded in the allure of mystery. This is no ordinary denizen of the night, but a dark elf, known to the few who dare whisper his name. With skin like the velvet night sky and eyes that glimmer with the stars own light, he moves through the city with an otherworldly grace. His ears, pointed as the spires of the ancient cathedrals, catch every secret that the dark corners of the city breathe. Tell the tale of this dark elf, his motives wrapped in shadow, and his presence as fleeting as the passing midnight breeze, white eyes, evil smirk, full body shot

(masterpiece), realistic lighting, score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, realistic, intricate details, hyperdetailed, extremely sharp, 4k, ,vivid colors,
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Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
It's not like you to say "Sorry"
I was waiting on a different story
This time, I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
And I've been wrong, I've been down
Been to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream, "Are we having fun yet?"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no
It's not like you didn't know that
I said, "I love you, " and I swear, I still do
And it must have been so bad
'Cause living with me must have damn near killed you
And this is how you remind me
Of what I really am,Neon Night page
illustration, (dramatic lighting:1.1),
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Stand up, again and again, never give up, he shouted to all of them.
8k, cinematic, detailed, intricate, dramatic lighting,

All this living is so worth dying for
So come with me
I can make you feel alive
If you are hearing this
You're in paradise
A monster in paradise
You are the thing that makes me feel alive
Heat haze obscurity
Everybody get down
Ghost of the sky
Stay on the run
Let's get the damage done
We move something like this
Watch our faith get twisted 'round
Never say die save
'Til the blood runs cold
It's hell to the core
A dark dissent has begun
Pleasure pain continuum
Surrounded now but no surrender
The odds against the betting man
Far beyond but I still believe
Spin the wheel and light the tires
Take me back towards the fire
I've never seen as clear as this
We ride tonight to the abyss
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"Relax," said the nightman, "We are programmed to receive. You can check out any time you like, But you can never leave."

Cyberpunk in suit looking like black fluid liquid like codeine, reflecting, very shiny , shimmering, expensive, something never been seen before, beeple, futuristic , alien technology"
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The liquid time of a surreal hot summer day in the 70 in Italy gazes at a dusty village road meandering seemingly to nowhere. The beautiful feeling of a never ending summer.

I am the bread of life. He who comes to Me shall never hunger, and he who believes in Me shall never thirst.

RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, imperfections, natural, epiCRealism, art by mooncryptowow An awe-inspiring hyperrealistic oil painting that captures the essence of a strong and resilient young woman with curly hair. She dons a red tank top and blue jeans, showcasing intricate tattoos that fuse nature and mythology on her arms and neck. The city in the background is a labyrinth of narrow, winding alleyways and weathered buildings, illuminated by vibrant neon lights in shades of pink, green, and purple. Puddles reflect the light, adding depth and realism to the scene. The dystopian atmosphere is palpable, filled with the scent of rain and the hum of a city that never sleeps. Shadows dance through the alleyways, amplifying the sense of tension. The woman's poised posture and focused expression hint at a deeper narrative, while the artist's masterful brushstro stylish. photoshoot. hyper-detailed hypermaximalist dynamic style. Erotic photography. Boudoir. Glamour style.

A stunningly beautiful portrait of a wise woman dressed as the crown jewel in honor and grace. The ultra-realistic 2000s Raw photo captures her radiant beauty, intricate lines that weave seamlessly into every nuance on display like never before with detailed details blending to create elegant portraits amidst an atmosphere captivating for all ages, 2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, High level of detail to create a photographic-like image, focusing on lighting, realistic textures, hyperdetailed.

In a gritty, neo-noir cityscape at dusk, a mysterious woman named jgf stands center frame, bathed in the harsh, golden glow of street lamps. Clad in a sleek, form-fitting catsuit adorned with shimmering, iridescent scales that catch the light, she exudes an air of enigmatic allure. Her raven hair cascades down her back in loose waves, and her piercing emerald eyes, rimmed with kohl, gaze intently into the distance. One hand clutches a vintage, brass-knuckled cane, while the other rests on the hilt of a hidden blade, hinting at her hidden identity as a vigilante detective in this dark metropolis. A rain-slicked alleyway serves as the backdrop, with the distant sound of raindrops echoing off the concrete walls and the dimly lit neon signs casting eerie reflections on her metallic outfit. The emotional tone is one of determined resolve, as jgf stands ready to confront whatever danger lies ahead in this city that never sleeps.

Award winning shot of a stunningly beautiful, highly detailed photorealistic portrait bygerm and greg rutkowski with an intricate character mesh concept. Unreal engine for rich depth photography rendered in high resolution at 30 frames per second showcasing the natural light reflection that surrounds every detail on their skin as they gaze upon it candidantly over one another's eyes like never before captured <lora:Details:0.85>, 2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, High level of detail to create a photographic-like image, focusing on lighting, realistic textures, hyperdetailed.

((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.

Portrait of an alien with strange pupils and a curious facial expression, their every form blending together in the vastness on Earth that lies under this majestic sky. A landscape rendered into cinematic color film by atmospheric techniques such as tessellation hd for evoking awe-inspiring landscapes like never before seen or portrayed all at once to evoke emotions between human beings from different, 2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, High level of detail to create a photographic-like image, focusing on lighting, realistic textures, hyperdetailed.

zavy-fltlnpnt, lineart, cel-shaded graphics, Pain such as he had never felt before, driving him onto his side as nausea racked him, the vomit spraying onto the floor. But the emptying of his stomach offered no surcease from the agony in his skull.
His eyes were open but he was blind.
There had been headaches. But nothing like this, he sought to claw the pain out from his head.
Groaning, on his hands and knees, head hanging down, as waves of trembling shivered through him.
I need to move. I need to act. Something. Anything. Goth Art, Indirect light, Depth of field 270mm, Kodachrome, haute couture, beautiful, cool colors, glowing, intricate artistic color, intricate, highly intricate

Award winning photo of a mythical creature, their skin adorned with scales and symbols that communicate the power in an ancient world. This unique illustration emphasizes mythic creatures's mystical beauty as they embrace every concept from sacred to esoteric knowledge on its surface face like never before rendered by highly detailed photography adding depth without sacrificing detail or scale <lora:Details:0.85>

Don't go changing to try and please me
You never let me down before,
And don't imagine you're too familiar
And I don't see you anymore
I would not leave you in times of trouble
We never could have come this far
I took the good times, I'll take the bad times
I take you just the way you are <lora:add-detail-xl:1> <lora:Tulip:1>

((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.

Film scene featuring elecalien artstyle, trapped in a never-ending loop of elevator music and fluorescent lighting. <lora:Electric Alien - Trigger is ElectAlien Artstyle:.8>, explosion artstyle, <lora:Explosion Artstyle - Trigger is Explosion Artstyle:.6>

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.

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I have haunted the tombs of the ages,
I have flown on the pinions of fear,
Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages;
Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear:
And in realms where the sun of the desert consumes what it never can cheer. , 8k, masterpiece, brilliant composition, by beksinski, david lachappelle, stephen gammell,

safe_pos, ChristmasSweater, masterpiece, best quality, amazing quality, very aesthetic, photo of Skibidi gyatt rizz only in ohio gronk sussy imposter pibby glitch in real life sigma alpha omega male grindset goon cave freddy fazbear ambatukam kai cenat fanum tax busting it down sexual style goated with the sauce john pork grimace shake chungus pizza tower zesty poggers kumalala savesta quandale dingle glizzy rose toy ankha zone thug shaker morbin time ratio uwu delulu opium bird mewing fortnite battle pass bing chilling hit or miss i guess they never miss huh i like ya cut g ice spice coffin of andy and leyley metal pipe falling, chsitmassweater

An apathetic stick figure lazily bobs its aimless doodle-limbs against a trippy backdrop of crude zine doodles and clashing fluorescent shapes, perfectly capturing that slacker sludge sound.
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The ultimate in ironic, detached cool - a blobby, featureless humanoid casually flips the bird while oozing across the cover in a puddle of sarcastic, anti-establishment ennui.
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A hazy green and purple haired skater-punk shreds a few disinterested moves in a grainy, photocopied cut-and-paste collage straight outta the 90s underground zine scene. Apathy never rocked so hard.
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This album's cover is whatever, man. Just some blobby human shape slouching around in a sloppy, photocopied mess of doodles and stoner hieroglyphics. Who even cares anymore?
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Behold the dancing human music! A crude, xeroxed punk-rock stick figure flails about in contemptuous mockery of your lame bourgeois concept of "dancing." So 90s it hurts.

ral-tr33brnch, Arttrttrt, zavy-hlbckdrp, extreme Long Shot, masterpiece, intricate detail, best quality, absurd resolution,
(in Gerald Brom style:1.4), (masterpiece:1.2), (A female void walker, form flickering between existence and nothingness, eyes reflecting the infinite expanse of the void, clad in a swirling cloak of pure darkness and shadow, composed in an abstract cosmic style with black holes and collapsing stars, wearing unique Avant-garde masterpiece attire and headdress:1.1), (bathed in the intense heat of the suns corona, set against the backdrop of the darkest depths of the ocean where sunlight never reaches and bioluminescent creatures illuminate the abyss:1.1), (hyperdetailed:1.1), (intricate details:1.0), (Refined details:1.1), (best quality:1.1), (very stylish detailed modern haircut, mesmerizing detailed radiant face, mesmerizing detailed beautiful eyes:1.2)

God I'll make them pay
Take it back one day
I'll end this day
I'll splatter color on this gray
Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When you stand up and feel the warmth
But the sunshine never comes

Revealed are the legends coronal
In a fiery illusion
An esoteric festival
The logical is trapped in confusion
Unmasked are theorems of invocation
Consigned to the thirsty soul
Parallel dimension's fragmentation
With a stronghold in a black hole
Where phantoms channel the connection
In a metaphysical drama
(wisdom through the mother's milk)
Waves in the interstellar ocean
Shapes under veils of silk
Still they let me feel their presence
The archetype around me, inside me
In every atom and second their essence
As well as in the vibration frequency of the open sea
Rainbows in colours never seen
In symbioses with Nordic light that flashes in green

dreamscape A exquisite and breathtaking painting captures a delicate figurine, a porcelain ballerina, beautiful woman. The full-body standing figure appears to be suspended on a glowing pedestal, her light sparkling eyes seemingly alive with energy. Her intricate armor is composed of scaly gelatinous mosaic parts and delicate mechanical components that shine like LED lights in the dark. An old steampunk toy shop in the background, its dusty texture adding a sense of nostalgia and age to the scene. it showcases the beauty and complexity of steampunk aesthetics like never before. vibrant colors, style of Piotr Foksowicz and Andrew Ferez, embedding:SimplePositiveXLv2, . surreal, ethereal, dreamy, mysterious, fantasy, highly detailed

Photography of an overwhelmingly beautiful magical landscape, the sunlight filtering across their soft shadowed brows in a warm mist that invites contemplation amidst her gentle grace. Behind them they shimmer with enchantment as dark and distant stars unfold on horizon-side silhouetted trees towering towards each other at infinity's edge like never before seen from within its expansive depths..

subsurface scattering, Photorealistic, Hyperrealistic, analog style, realistic, film photography,

Chromatic aberration, fusing with the outer glow of a beautiful woman, creates an enduring portrait of young woman who has never known love, her expression forlorn, her eyes pleading,

chromatography, vivid colors, neon, Neuropunk style,

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A (monochrome:2) photography of a beautiful blonde woman, her eyes shining with blue light in soft and inviting fashion. The scene is ultra-realistic on photorealism for the detailed details from intricate compositions to shallow depth into unreal landscapes rendered by atmospheric lighting techniques capturing allure below like never before., 2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, High level of detail to create a photographic-like image, focusing on lighting, realistic textures, hyperdetailed.

$I'm too tired, too tired to reboot I don't need your tears, I don't need your love I don't need your sympathy, I'm superior I'll be the ghost that haunts your dreams You cemented the hatred in me I don't need your tears, I don't need your love I don't need your sympathy, I'm superior My God, I don't need you I won't wait for you to come My God, how the pain grows I know I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding because... We will never exist, you are not close to me This is the feeling I've been waiting for Maybe, just maybe, it will take time to find it. Didn't you hear me loud and clear? My God, I don't need you I won't wait for you to come My God, how the pain grows I know I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding for you We will never exist, you are not close to me This is the feeling I've been waiting for We will never exist, you are not close to me This is the feeling I've been waiting for Oh My God, I don't need you I won't wait for you to come Oh my God when the pain gets worse I know I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding for you We will never exist, you are not close to me This is the feeling I've been waiting for We will never exist, you are not close to me This is the feeling I've been waiting for I don't need your tears, I don't need your love best quality, masterpiece, absurdes, surreal, supernatural, paranormal, mysterious, impressionism, body modification, Whispering voices, dying dream, expressive face, angry, crazy eyes, disgust, rage, anger, dark fantasy, eerie atmosphere, horror $theme$, dramatic, epic, disturbing, ethereal, bloodcurdling, cryptic, golden ratio, thrilling, hypnotizing, colorful, professional, excellent composition, visualy stunning, color contrast, unprecedented, extraordinary, innovative absolutely outstanding, highly dramatic lighting, low key, rim lighting, glow, (close-up, zoomed:1.3), silhouettes, beyond reality <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora:0.5> <lora:RMSDXL_Creative:0.5> <lora:corcoc3s:0.3> corcoc3s, c3s <lora:sdxl_lora_beksinski:0.4> digital artwork by Beksinski <lora:SDXL_feelings_Sa_May:0.3> Feelings$

The mona lisa
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half-length portrait painting by Italian Leonardo da Vinci
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the lady sits, a clever smile held on her lip, the deceptively simple artwork a true masterpiece
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the artist captures her visage perfectly on the canvas: she grins with her twinkling eye
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renaissance, a maiden's knowing face captured by the lines of paint, the only of his portraits whose authenticity has never been seriously questioned
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del Giocondo smirking, her right hand resting on her left. The period piece is rendered on a white Lombardy poplar panel
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the most famous oil-on-canvas in the world, a destination masterwork, there has been much speculation regarding the model and landscape depicted

The mona lisa
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half-length portrait painting by Italian artist Leonardo da Vinci
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the lady sits, a clever smile held on her lip, the deceptively simple artwork a true masterpiece
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the artist captures her visage perfectly on the canvas: she grins with her twinkling eye
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renaissance, a maiden's knowing face captured by the lines of paint, the only of his portraits whose authenticity has never been seriously questioned
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del Giocondo smirking, her right hand resting on her left. It is painted in oil on a white Lombardy poplar panel
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the most famous oil-on-canvas in the world, a destination masterwork, there has been much speculation regarding the model and landscape depicted

Have you ever noticed how there's this quality to reality which comes and goes, and kind of ebbs and flows, and nobody ever mentions it or has a name for it, except some people call it "a bad hair day", or some people say, "Things are really weird recently"?
And I think we never notice it and we never talk about it because we're embedded in a culture that expects us to believe that all times are the same, and that your bank account doesn't fluctuate except according to the vicissitudes of your own existence. In other words, every moment is expected to be the same and yet this isn't what we experience. And so what I noticed was that running through reality is the ebb and flow of novelty. And some days—and some years, and some centuries—are very novel indeed, and some ain't. And they come and go on all scales differently, interweaving, resonating

$(\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>$