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    "]With a single, barefoot girl named Sara standing before a brick wall adorned with vibrant floral prints, her black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, she gazes intently at the viewer. Her large breasts are accentuated by a tasteful yet eye-catching jewelry piece - a pair of sparkling earrings that catch the light just so. A touch of nail polish adorns her fingers, drawing attention to her brown eyes, which seem to hold secrets as deep and captivating as the ocean. Her midriff is bare, save for a few strategically placed gold jewelry pieces that trace the curve of her navel. The soft light illuminates her lips, their fullness and natural color adding an air of sensuality to her otherwise innocent appearance. Her brown hair falls around her shoulders in loose waves, framing her face as she leans against the wall, one hand resting on it while the other twirls a lock of hair around her finger. The casual elegance of her outfit - a simple floral print dress that ends mid-thigh and leaves her cleavage tantalizingly exposed - completes the image of a woman who is both mysterious and alluring, yet somehow familiar and inviting. It's as if she has stepped out of a painting, bringing to life the sensuality and realism of the Impressionist masterpieces that inspired her, <lora:more_details:1>, <lora:locon_perfecteyes_v1_from_v1_64_32:1>, perfecteyes eyes, photo of perfecteyes eyes
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, I've got a bad reputation in this town It's something I can't live down I wish I could be what people want me to be But somehow I can't come around So you take your road and I'll take mine I'll drink the whisky and you drink the wine Cause that's the situation I've got a bad reputation I've got a bad reputation in this town People try to put me down They call me a loser A no good boozer And tell me I act like a clown Now if you don't like my face and style Don't waste time trying to tell me how Just show me and get your own bad reputation Yeah if you don't like my face and style Don't waste time tryin' to tell me how Just show me And get your own bad reputation A bad reputation You'll get a bad reputation Bad, bad reputation Such a shame You've got a bad reputation A bad reputation It's a bad bad bad bad reputation A bad reputation
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, I've got a bad reputation in this town It's something I can't live down I wish I could be what people want me to be But somehow I can't come around So you take your road and I'll take mine I'll drink the whisky and you drink the wine Cause that's the situation I've got a bad reputation I've got a bad reputation in this town People try to put me down They call me a loser A no good boozer And tell me I act like a clown Now if you don't like my face and style Don't waste time trying to tell me how Just show me and get your own bad reputation Yeah if you don't like my face and style Don't waste time tryin' to tell me how Just show me And get your own bad reputation A bad reputation You'll get a bad reputation Bad, bad reputation Such a shame You've got a bad reputation A bad reputation It's a bad bad bad bad reputation A bad reputation
    That's what we're talking about here: psychedelics as a catalyst to the human imagination, psychedelics as a catalyst for language; because what cannot be said, cannot be created by the community. So what we need then is the forced evolution of language. And the way to do that is to go back to the agents that created language in the very first place. And that means the psychedelic plants, the Gaian Logos, and the mysterious, beckoning, extraterrestrial minds beyond. Hooking ourselves back up in to the chakras of the hierarchy of nature, turning ourselves over to the mind of the total other that created us and brought us forth out of animal organization. We are somehow part of the planetary destiny. How well we do determines how well the experiment of life on Earth does, because we have become the cutting edge of that experiment, we define it, and we hold in our hands the power to make or to break it.
    That's what we're talking about here: psychedelics as a catalyst to the human imagination, psychedelics as a catalyst for language; because what cannot be said, cannot be created by the community. So what we need then is the forced evolution of language. And the way to do that is to go back to the agents that created language in the very first place. And that means the psychedelic plants, the Gaian Logos, and the mysterious, beckoning, extraterrestrial minds beyond. Hooking ourselves back up in to the chakras of the hierarchy of nature, turning ourselves over to the mind of the total other that created us and brought us forth out of animal organization. We are somehow part of the planetary destiny. How well we do determines how well the experiment of life on Earth does, because we have become the cutting edge of that experiment, we define it, and we hold in our hands the power to make or to break it.
    An Image in Pixar style showcasing Gene Simmons of KISS, a mountain of charisma and leather, takes the stage with a mischievous glint in his heavily-lined eyes. His platform boots, impossibly high yet somehow stable, pound the stage as his tongue, a mischievous entity in its own right, flicks out to taste the roaring energy of the crowd. Suddenly, with a flourish and a wink, he unleashes a dazzling spray of… glitter? (Highly detailed skin: 1.1) (Razor-sharp quality: 1.2) (Masterpiece: 1.4)
    An Image in Pixar style showcasing Gene Simmons of KISS, a mountain of charisma and leather, takes the stage with a mischievous glint in his heavily-lined eyes. His platform boots, impossibly high yet somehow stable, pound the stage as his tongue, a mischievous entity in its own right, flicks out to taste the roaring energy of the crowd. Suddenly, with a flourish and a wink, he unleashes a dazzling spray of… glitter? (Highly detailed skin: 1.1) (Razor-sharp quality: 1.2) (Masterpiece: 1.4)
    And these little machines offered themselves to me; and I realized, when I looked at them, that if I could bring just one of these little trinkets back, nothing would ever be quite the same again. And I wondered, "Where am I? And what is going on?" And it occurred to me that these must be holographic viral projections from an autonomous continuum that was somehow intersecting my own's. And then I thought a more elegant explanation would be to take it at face value, and realize that I had broken into an ecology of souls, and that somehow I was getting a peek over the other side; somehow, I was finding out that thing that you cheerfully assume you can't find out; but, it felt like I was finding out And it felt—And then I can't remember what it felt like, because the little self-transforming REDACTED interrupted me and said, "Don't think about it. Don't think about who we are, think about doing what we're doing. Do it. Do it now. Do it!"
    "]With a single, barefoot girl named Sara standing before a brick wall adorned with vibrant floral prints, her black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, she gazes intently at the viewer. Her large breasts are accentuated by a tasteful yet eye-catching jewelry piece - a pair of sparkling earrings that catch the light just so. A touch of nail polish adorns her fingers, drawing attention to her brown eyes, which seem to hold secrets as deep and captivating as the ocean. Her midriff is bare, save for a few strategically placed gold jewelry pieces that trace the curve of her navel. The soft light illuminates her lips, their fullness and natural color adding an air of sensuality to her otherwise innocent appearance. Her brown hair falls around her shoulders in loose waves, framing her face as she leans against the wall, one hand resting on it while the other twirls a lock of hair around her finger. The casual elegance of her outfit - a simple floral print dress that ends mid-thigh and leaves her cleavage tantalizingly exposed - completes the image of a woman who is both mysterious and alluring, yet somehow familiar and inviting. It's as if she has stepped out of a painting, bringing to life the sensuality and realism of the Impressionist masterpieces that inspired her. <lora:kzllon18fc68aa66bo18:1>
    An Image in Pixar style showcasing Gene Simmons of KISS, a mountain of charisma and leather, takes the stage with a mischievous glint in his heavily-lined eyes. His platform boots, impossibly high yet somehow stable, pound the stage as his tongue, a mischievous entity in its own right, flicks out to taste the roaring energy of the crowd. Suddenly, with a flourish and a wink, he unleashes a dazzling spray of… glitter? (Highly detailed skin: 1.1) (Razor-sharp quality: 1.2) (Masterpiece: 1.4)
    Anime Oil Painting. detailed candid Eez, in her early 20s, She looks is in front of a ral-pinecone shop window filled with ral-pinecone and other Christmas ral-pinecone decorations, slender figure blending into the shadows of the streetlights. Somehow the street is also a forest. Her brown hair, just past neck-length, is neatly tied with a small, dark bow that adds softness to her modest appearance. Slightly hunched, she embodies a shy and reserved nature. Dressed in understated, neutral ral-pinecone clothing — a heavy winter ral-pinecone coat with white trim over oversized ral-pinecone gray cardigan and covered in snowflakes at the moment. Her green eyes look at the shop with subtle wariness, as if she prefers to observe from a distance. There’s a gentle, mouse-like quality to her presence—careful and unobtrusive—yet her delicate beauty remains unnoticed by most.
    Anime Oil Painting. detailed candid Eez, in her early 20s, She looks is in front of a ral-pinecone shop window filled with ral-pinecone and other Christmas ral-pinecone decorations, slender figure blending into the shadows of the streetlights. Somehow the street is also a forest. Her brown hair, just past neck-length, is neatly tied with a small, dark bow that adds softness to her modest appearance. Slightly hunched, she embodies a shy and reserved nature. Dressed in understated, neutral ral-pinecone clothing — a heavy winter ral-pinecone coat with white trim over oversized ral-pinecone gray cardigan and covered in snowflakes at the moment. Her green eyes look at the shop with subtle wariness, as if she prefers to observe from a distance. There’s a gentle, mouse-like quality to her presence—careful and unobtrusive—yet her delicate beauty remains unnoticed by most.
    Anime Oil Painting. detailed candid Eez, in her early 20s, She looks is in front of a ral-pinecone shop window filled with ral-pinecone and other Christmas ral-pinecone decorations, slender figure blending into the shadows of the streetlights. Somehow the street is also a forest. Her brown hair, just past neck-length, is neatly tied with a small, dark bow that adds softness to her modest appearance. Slightly hunched, she embodies a shy and reserved nature. Dressed in understated, neutral ral-pinecone clothing — a heavy winter ral-pinecone coat with white trim over oversized ral-pinecone gray cardigan and covered in snowflakes at the moment. Her green eyes look at the shop with subtle wariness, as if she prefers to observe from a distance. There’s a gentle, mouse-like quality to her presence—careful and unobtrusive—yet her delicate beauty remains unnoticed by most.
    psychologically paranoia thriller style found footage of a hyper-snuff documentary, glitch-faced, the watcher follows his empty statuary patterns, long ago the whole thing broken down, and yet the damn thing continues to run. Do you think you know his mind? The scanlines of your Time's traversal are but motes of empty vapid things on the mind of the endless. And so you paint, the textured brushstrokes somehow becoming skin, the skin becoming you, the you becoming and becoming: gone and gone. So you spill your onanist painting like frauds little slut and? Does that make it bad? Like flowers we wilt but like weeds I for one refuse to let go of the rutting earth, my trashy plastic skirt a fucking riot in your glimmering eyes of trash and all the things we haven't yet forgotten
    Piper, the solitary girl with her sleek and flawless black hair that resembles a Roses-made crown, stood on the edge of this vibrant fauna and lake landscape; inspired by a Lovecraftian worldview, she felt both Arcadian and Furious in her passionate expression as an intricate cinematic shot captured her Happy face while Vibrant flora and lake backgrounds echoed their beauty amidst the Grimdark backdrop of a Moist Nuclear missile silo, its presence haunting yet somehow fitting with this inspired scene. As she stood in between stars, the Dusk's soft focus created an ethereal effect on her face, reminding us that everything is just a Rough sketch that could be wiped away with the swirl of a brush; Piper felt like an embodiment of Flustered emotions as the haunting love was represented by her hair light and long, parted lips, jewelry accentuating her beauty, breasts, and midriff. This image could have been captured by 35mm Velvia camera in such cinematic fashion, where it could be shared on Flickr as a perfect wallpaper to inspire others, just like Piper did with the world around her. <lora:pyhinj18ef272d851g11d:1>
    stunning artwork, John Wick giving a high five to the flipper of a killer whale, the killer whale has breached the surface of the water, and it is mid-air above him, John looks amused to be able to slap his hand on the whale's flipper, epic action freeze frame shot, somehow both the killer whale and John look happy, perfect lighting, highest quality, ultra detailed, realistic, perfect composition
    "]With a single, barefoot girl named Sara standing before a brick wall adorned with vibrant floral prints, her black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, she gazes intently at the viewer. Her large breasts are accentuated by a tasteful yet eye-catching jewelry piece - a pair of sparkling earrings that catch the light just so. A touch of nail polish adorns her fingers, drawing attention to her brown eyes, which seem to hold secrets as deep and captivating as the ocean. Her midriff is bare, save for a few strategically placed gold jewelry pieces that trace the curve of her navel. The soft light illuminates her lips, their fullness and natural color adding an air of sensuality to her otherwise innocent appearance. Her brown hair falls around her shoulders in loose waves, framing her face as she leans against the wall, one hand resting on it while the other twirls a lock of hair around her finger. The casual elegance of her outfit - a simple floral print dress that ends mid-thigh and leaves her cleavage tantalizingly exposed - completes the image of a woman who is both mysterious and alluring, yet somehow familiar and inviting. It's as if she has stepped out of a painting, bringing to life the sensuality and realism of the Impressionist masterpieces that inspired her, <lora:more_details:1>, <lora:locon_perfecteyes_v1_from_v1_64_32:1>, perfecteyes eyes, photo of perfecteyes eyes
    Rise! solar spirits in the caravan of supernovas, Give me the palmist visual sensation. I'm a newborn in this omnipotent laboratory, Fulfilled with balance and harmony in a timeless nexus. Cosmic Genesis, galatic powers astir Cosmic Genesis, as the magnitude expands. Cosmic Genesis, I watch the vista transform Cosmic Genesis, blessed by the stellarwind. Somehow it seems to be built on mathematics, But it hides in the dress of obscurity. Quantum questions rests, since dawn of chronology In the arms of the spiralgalaxy. Cosmic Genesis, galatic powers astir Cosmic Genesis, as the magnitude expands. Cosmic Genesis, I watch the vista transform Cosmic Genesis, blessed by the stellarwind. VHS screen grab, grainy, old footage, in the style of an old 80's VHS dark fantasy, VHS screen grab, grainy, old footage 4K resolution, photorealistic rendering, using cinema 4D Wide range of colors., Dramatic,Dynamic,Cinematic,Sharp details Insane quality. Insane resolution. Insane details. Masterpiece, dvr-lnds-sdxl, ral-apoctvisn, dark, chiaroscuro, low-key, zavy-rmlght
    stunning artwork, John Wick giving a high five to the flipper of a killer whale, the killer whale has breached the surface of the water, and it is mid-air above him, John looks amused to be able to slap his hand on the whale's flipper, epic action freeze frame shot, somehow both the killer whale and John look happy, perfect lighting, highest quality, ultra detailed, realistic, perfect composition
    Rise! solar spirits in the caravan of supernovas, Give me the palmist visual sensation. I'm a newborn in this omnipotent laboratory, Fulfilled with balance and harmony in a timeless nexus. Cosmic Genesis, galatic powers astir Cosmic Genesis, as the magnitude expands. Cosmic Genesis, I watch the vista transform Cosmic Genesis, blessed by the stellarwind. Somehow it seems to be built on mathematics, But it hides in the dress of obscurity. Quantum questions rests, since dawn of chronology In the arms of the spiralgalaxy. Cosmic Genesis, galatic powers astir Cosmic Genesis, as the magnitude expands. Cosmic Genesis, I watch the vista transform Cosmic Genesis, blessed by the stellarwind. VHS screen grab, grainy, old footage, in the style of an old 80's VHS dark fantasy, VHS screen grab, grainy, old footage 4K resolution, photorealistic rendering, using cinema 4D Wide range of colors., Dramatic,Dynamic,Cinematic,Sharp details Insane quality. Insane resolution. Insane details. Masterpiece, dvr-lnds-sdxl, ral-apoctvisn, dark, chiaroscuro, low-key, zavy-rmlght
    In this ethereal digital painting, we are invited to witness an otherworldly spectacle: jellyfish transformed into exquisite, translucent drinks. Each jellyfish, with its delicate, flowing tentacles, is reimagined as a vessel of luminous liquid light, contained within the graceful curves of what appears to be an ultra-modern, yet somehow organic glass. The scene is set in an enchanted underwater bar, with a countertop made of shimmering, iridescent coral. The backdrop is a mesmerizing dance of colors, where the ocean's depth meets the magic of the aurora borealis, casting an ethereal glow that illuminates the scene in soft, dreamlike hues. Floating gently above the counter, the jellyfish drinks emit a soft, bioluminescent radiance, each a different color, from deep, mesmerizing blues to vibrant, heartwarming pinks. The light they cast creates a ballet of shadows and colors on the surroundings, adding to the magical ambiance of this underwater haven. Tiny, phosphorescent bubbles rise from the jellyfish drinks, popping at the surface and releasing tiny sparks of light, like miniature stars being born. Around them, schools of tiny, luminescent fish swim in harmonious patterns, their scales reflecting the light from the jellyfish drinks and adding to the spectacle of colors. In this captivating artwork, the viewer is transported to a realm where the wonders of the deep sea and the imagination converge. The scene is reminiscent of the visionary works of artists like James Cameron and Ernst Haeckel, blending the natural beauty of marine life with a touch of whimsical fantasy. It's a celebration of the mysterious and the magical, inviting us to dream of what marvels lie beneath the waves, in a world where jellyfish drinks illuminate the ocean's mysteries with their enchanting light.
    a beautifully strange painting of a disquieting but somehow peaceful feeling by benoit b. mandelbrot, steven belledin, martin johnson heade, lee madgwick, caspar david friedrich, sci - fi fantasy mystical woods, surreal, unreal 5 engine, photorealism colorful finalrender iridescent fantasy concept art 8 k resolution concept art ink drawing volumetric lighting kinetic pointillism
    Prickly Pear Style, enhanced textures, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, Ultra HD, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, highly detailed, realistic, fine fabric detail, absurdres, highly-detailed, best quality, masterpiece, very aesthetic, Whimsical carousel scene, *children riding brightly colored cactus horses*, *each horse is a unique and stylized cactus variety*, (the carousel's central pole is a giant saguaro cactus), joyful atmosphere, soft lighting, *the horses' saddles are plush and comfortable (somehow)*, cute and humorous, aidmaImageUpgrader, detailerlora
    Prickly Pear Style, enhanced textures, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, Ultra HD, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, highly detailed, realistic, fine fabric detail, absurdres, highly-detailed, best quality, masterpiece, very aesthetic, Whimsical carousel scene, *children riding brightly colored cactus horses*, *each horse is a unique and stylized cactus variety*, (the carousel's central pole is a giant saguaro cactus), joyful atmosphere, soft lighting, *the horses' saddles are plush and comfortable (somehow)*, cute and humorous, aidmaImageUpgrader, detailerlora
    Anime Oil Painting. detailed candid Eez, in her early 20s, She looks is in front of a ral-pinecone shop window filled with ral-pinecone and other Christmas ral-pinecone decorations, slender figure blending into the shadows of the streetlights. Somehow the street is also a forest. Her brown hair, just past neck-length, is neatly tied with a small, dark bow that adds softness to her modest appearance. Slightly hunched, she embodies a shy and reserved nature. Dressed in understated, neutral ral-pinecone clothing — a heavy winter ral-pinecone coat with white trim over oversized ral-pinecone gray cardigan and covered in snowflakes at the moment. Her green eyes look at the shop with subtle wariness, as if she prefers to observe from a distance. There’s a gentle, mouse-like quality to her presence—careful and unobtrusive—yet her delicate beauty remains unnoticed by most.
    They say into your early life romance came And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and died away Then, with disillusion deep in your eyes You learned that fools in love soon grow wise The years have changed you, somehow I see you now Flirting, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant Diamonds shining, dancing, dining with some girl in a restaurant Is that all you really want? No, sophisticated lady, I know, you miss the love you lost long ago And when nobody is nigh you cry Smoking, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant Diamonds shining, dancing, dining with some man in a restaurant Is that all you really want? No, sophisticated lady, I know, you miss the love you lost long ago And when nobody is nigh you cry Sophisticated lady You cry
    They say into your early life romance came And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and died away Then, with disillusion deep in your eyes You learned that fools in love soon grow wise The years have changed you, somehow I see you now Flirting, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant Diamonds shining, dancing, dining with some girl in a restaurant Is that all you really want? No, sophisticated lady, I know, you miss the love you lost long ago And when nobody is nigh you cry Smoking, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant Diamonds shining, dancing, dining with some man in a restaurant Is that all you really want? No, sophisticated lady, I know, you miss the love you lost long ago And when nobody is nigh you cry Sophisticated lady You cry
    Anime Oil Painting. detailed candid Eez, in her early 20s, She looks is in front of a ral-pinecone shop window filled with ral-pinecone and other Christmas ral-pinecone decorations, slender figure blending into the shadows of the streetlights. Somehow the street is also a forest. Her brown hair, just past neck-length, is neatly tied with a small, dark bow that adds softness to her modest appearance. Slightly hunched, she embodies a shy and reserved nature. Dressed in understated, neutral ral-pinecone clothing — a heavy winter ral-pinecone coat with white trim over oversized ral-pinecone gray cardigan and covered in snowflakes at the moment. Her green eyes look at the shop with subtle wariness, as if she prefers to observe from a distance. There’s a gentle, mouse-like quality to her presence—careful and unobtrusive—yet her delicate beauty remains unnoticed by most.
    They say into your early life romance came And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and died away Then, with disillusion deep in your eyes You learned that fools in love soon grow wise The years have changed you, somehow I see you now Flirting, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant Diamonds shining, dancing, dining with some girl in a restaurant Is that all you really want? No, sophisticated lady, I know, you miss the love you lost long ago And when nobody is nigh you cry Smoking, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant Diamonds shining, dancing, dining with some man in a restaurant Is that all you really want? No, sophisticated lady, I know, you miss the love you lost long ago And when nobody is nigh you cry Sophisticated lady You cry
    Rise! solar spirits in the caravan of supernovas, Give me the palmist visual sensation. I'm a newborn in this omnipotent laboratory, Fulfilled with balance and harmony in a timeless nexus. Cosmic Genesis, galatic powers astir Cosmic Genesis, as the magnitude expands. Cosmic Genesis, I watch the vista transform Cosmic Genesis, blessed by the stellarwind. Somehow it seems to be built on mathematics, But it hides in the dress of obscurity. Quantum questions rests, since dawn of chronology In the arms of the spiralgalaxy. Cosmic Genesis, galatic powers astir Cosmic Genesis, as the magnitude expands. Cosmic Genesis, I watch the vista transform Cosmic Genesis, blessed by the stellarwind. VHS screen grab, grainy, old footage, in the style of an old 80's VHS dark fantasy, VHS screen grab, grainy, old footage 4K resolution, photorealistic rendering, using cinema 4D Wide range of colors., Dramatic,Dynamic,Cinematic,Sharp details Insane quality. Insane resolution. Insane details. Masterpiece, dvr-lnds-sdxl, ral-apoctvisn, dark, chiaroscuro, low-key, zavy-rmlght
    Rise! solar spirits in the caravan of supernovas, Give me the palmist visual sensation. I'm a newborn in this omnipotent laboratory, Fulfilled with balance and harmony in a timeless nexus. Cosmic Genesis, galatic powers astir Cosmic Genesis, as the magnitude expands. Cosmic Genesis, I watch the vista transform Cosmic Genesis, blessed by the stellarwind. Somehow it seems to be built on mathematics, But it hides in the dress of obscurity. Quantum questions rests, since dawn of chronology In the arms of the spiralgalaxy. Cosmic Genesis, galatic powers astir Cosmic Genesis, as the magnitude expands. Cosmic Genesis, I watch the vista transform Cosmic Genesis, blessed by the stellarwind. VHS screen grab, grainy, old footage, in the style of an old 80's VHS dark fantasy, VHS screen grab, grainy, old footage 4K resolution, photorealistic rendering, using cinema 4D Wide range of colors., Dramatic,Dynamic,Cinematic,Sharp details Insane quality. Insane resolution. Insane details. Masterpiece, dvr-lnds-sdxl, ral-apoctvisn, dark, chiaroscuro, low-key, zavy-rmlght
    And these little machines offered themselves to me; and I realized, when I looked at them, that if I could bring just one of these little trinkets back, nothing would ever be quite the same again. And I wondered, "Where am I? And what is going on?" And it occurred to me that these must be holographic viral projections from an autonomous continuum that was somehow intersecting my own's. And then I thought a more elegant explanation would be to take it at face value, and realize that I had broken into an ecology of souls, and that somehow I was getting a peek over the other side; somehow, I was finding out that thing that you cheerfully assume you can't find out; but, it felt like I was finding out And it felt—And then I can't remember what it felt like, because the little self-transforming REDACTED interrupted me and said, "Don't think about it. Don't think about who we are, think about doing what we're doing. Do it. Do it now. Do it!"
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, I've got a bad reputation in this town It's something I can't live down I wish I could be what people want me to be But somehow I can't come around So you take your road and I'll take mine I'll drink the whisky and you drink the wine Cause that's the situation I've got a bad reputation I've got a bad reputation in this town People try to put me down They call me a loser A no good boozer And tell me I act like a clown Now if you don't like my face and style Don't waste time trying to tell me how Just show me and get your own bad reputation Yeah if you don't like my face and style Don't waste time tryin' to tell me how Just show me And get your own bad reputation A bad reputation You'll get a bad reputation Bad, bad reputation Such a shame You've got a bad reputation A bad reputation It's a bad bad bad bad reputation A bad reputation
    sweetegl, I made it through the wilderness Somehow I made it through Didn't know how lost I was Until I found you I was beat Incomplete I'd been had, I was sad and blue But you made me feel Yeah, you made me feel Shiny and new <lora:SweetLolitaXLv4.23:1>
    cyborg snake, futuristic, somehow cute, urban environment, <lora:sn4ke:0.8> sn4ke
    And these little machines offered themselves to me; and I realized, when I looked at them, that if I could bring just one of these little trinkets back, nothing would ever be quite the same again. And I wondered, "Where am I? And what is going on?" And it occurred to me that these must be holographic viral projections from an autonomous continuum that was somehow intersecting my own's. And then I thought a more elegant explanation would be to take it at face value, and realize that I had broken into an ecology of souls, and that somehow I was getting a peek over the other side; somehow, I was finding out that thing that you cheerfully assume you can't find out; but, it felt like I was finding out And it felt—And then I can't remember what it felt like, because the little self-transforming REDACTED interrupted me and said, "Don't think about it. Don't think about who we are, think about doing what we're doing. Do it. Do it now. Do it!"
    robotic cyborg snake patrolling the streets, police snake, mechanical, on wheels, futuristic, somehow cute, urban environment, police lights, <lora:sn4ke:0.8> sn4ke
    An Image in Pixar style showcasing Gene Simmons of KISS, a mountain of charisma and leather, takes the stage with a mischievous glint in his heavily-lined eyes. His platform boots, impossibly high yet somehow stable, pound the stage as his tongue, a mischievous entity in its own right, flicks out to taste the roaring energy of the crowd. Suddenly, with a flourish and a wink, he unleashes a dazzling spray of… glitter? (Highly detailed skin: 1.1) (Razor-sharp quality: 1.2) (Masterpiece: 1.4)

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