Prompt: a dark green eye polymorph female humanoid with a high-tech bio-mechanical armor in an alien planet, with two white translucent moons in the sky, light grey sky with lot of white little shiny stars. orange horizon with barely visible snow-capped mountains. extereme details, UHD, award winning sci-fi picture.
Lumenor the Sphere Reader – The Cartographer of Inner Light
Model:
FluX
Size:
2582 X 1936
(5.00 MP)
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Prompt: A full-body view of an ornate clockwork automaton with a spherical engraved head featuring multiple glowing golden lenses. Its entire brass-and-silver body is visible, finely detailed with celestial engravings, illuminated gears, and articulated limbs. The automaton stands gracefully among towering bookshelves of the Aether Library, surrounded by glowing candles, golden reflections on the polished stone floor, and drifting dust motes in warm magical light. The atmosphere is serene, mystical, and cinematic. Highly detailed fantasy realism, in the style of Jean-Baptiste Monge × Gregory Thielker.
Prompt: Image is a digital artwork featuring a futuristic robotic figure with a humanoid appearance. The robot has a metallic, silver-gray surface with intricate, segmented plating that resembles armor. Its eyes are glowing bright yellow, giving an intense and piercing gaze. The head is adorned with a regal, gold crown embellished with red gemstones, adding a royal and authoritative presence. The background is dark, enhancing the luminous effect of the eyes and crown. The robot's neck and shoulders are encircled by coiled, tubular structures, suggesting advanced technology. The overall composition is centered, with the robot's face and crown as the focal points. The image conveys a blend of power, technology, and royalty.
Prompt: A photo of a robot ballerina wearing an iron dress in a 1950s setting. The robot has shiny metal limbs and a dress made of large, interlocking metal plates. The robot ballerina is in a pose of arabesque. The background is bleak, with a few buildings and a few trees. The lighting is soft.
Prompt: A Chris Foss–style robot, several storeys tall, wades through deep snow in a howling blizzard, framed close beside a rocky granite outcropping so both subjects fill the image. The machine is painted in Foss grammar: patchwork plates of matte black and blue crossed by bright yellow striping, modular panels and inspection doors everywhere, bold stenciled numerals and hazard blocks sprayed across thighs and chest, a toy logic inflated to industrial sublime. Chrome pistons and rotating drums work in every joint; circular vents stud the silhouette; fasteners stipple the armor. At the crown a clear alloy dome cockpit glows with bright yellow light, instrument clusters burning like a tight constellation while the dome skin throws silver arcs of reflected snow. One colossal hand clamps the outcropping in an ambiguous act — either digging for mineral wealth or bracing against howling gale.
Consequence is explicit. Waves of winter fury detonate at shin height and tear upward into glittering sheets of snow that streak across matte paint, bead on chrome rams, and fall in chains. Under the crush of mechanical fingers the rock fractures; crystals burst out and fall in cascades that wind across yellow stripes and down black and blue armor before vanishing in the snowdrifts. The granite outcropping cuts the wind like a knife, its impervious grey surface ready to withstand more centuries of extreme cold, dully reflecting the robot's light; nearby rocks are torn loose by the machine’s heave. The palette stays triadic and bright: black/blue slabs, yellow accents, pale blue air under a diffused alien sun. Shadows remain soft and descriptive; this is clarity over chiaroscuro. The camera sits at mid‑level, waist height, not a heroic low angle; scale is read from adjacency and surface density — plates, numerals, vents, bark pores — not exaggerated perspective. No platforms, scaffolds, railings or human buildings intrude; the frozen landscape is organic and strange, columnar outcropping with snow-capped crowns, cold grey stone, frozen with untold eons of polar blasts. The result is Foss’s register made literal: candy‑bright absurdity made monumental, machine and weather locked in ambiguous embrace at the edge of a surreal prospecting job, every surface telling the story of impact, weather, and work.
--mod digital illustration, --mod stylized realism, --mod space opera, --mod Foss panel logic, --mod bold saturated palette, --mod architectural scale, --mod atmospheric depth, --mod modular geometry, --mod chrome reflections, --mod clarity over chiaroscuro, --mod narrative consequence, --mod snow and rock detail, --mod industrial sublime, --mod surreal landscape, --mod perspective lock mid level, --mod multi storey robot, --mod black blue panel armor, --mod yellow stripe accent, --mod stenciled numerals, --mod domed cockpit glow, --mod circular vents and drums, --mod fastener constellation, --mod alien rocks closeup, --mod ambiguous mining or anchor, --mod winter storm detonations, --mod spray refraction glitter, --mod daylight haze, --mod toy like absurdity, --mod Fossian industrial myth, --mod no platforms no scaffolds
Prompt: A futuristic, skeletal robot with glowing red eyes stands in a dark, eerie environment. Its intricate mechanical body is adorned with black armor and illuminated details, Abstract drawing of a beautiful young trumpet-snail in. Palette knife strokes. Art erotica circa 1950 emphasizing a menacing presence on the Surreal BedRoom night Scene Beauty in the style of Rafał Olbiński
#darkenvironment #glowingeyes #mechanicalbody #menacingpresence #robot
Prompt: Full body shot of a robot with a human girl face, slim, fit, blonde, blue eyes, her body is made entirely out of steampunk gears and knobs and neon cyberpunk electrical wires and elements, only her face is human. She has iridescent intricately designed patterns tattoed allover her body and face.
Prompt: Automatron Necromancer—fused with dark soul technology, a skeletal machine cloaked in shadowed circuitry; it resurrects the dead through corrupted code and mechanical sorcery, a fusion of death and cold precision
Prompt: A tiny jackal-headed robot crafted from sleek black titanium and shimmering gold, exuding an air of mystery and elegance. It carries a glowing blue soul-scale in one hand, its eyes softly pulsing with an otherworldly light. The robot stands in a dimly lit, futuristic chamber, surrounded by floating data streams and faint holographic symbols. The atmosphere is serene yet charged with unseen power, capturing the moment of judgment as it assesses micro-souls with quiet intensity. Shot from a low angle to emphasize its presence, with soft lighting highlighting its metallic form and glowing details.
Prompt: On board the spaceship «Star Wanderer», there was silence, broken only by the soft hum of the engines. A human and a robot, sitting side by side in the cockpit, gazed at the vast cosmos through a huge panoramic window. Beyond the ship stretched infinity, shimmering with bright, fantastical colors. The human, Captain Anna, looked thoughtfully at the stars. Her eyes reflected the light of distant galaxies, as if she were trying to find answers to questions that had long troubled her soul. The robot, named Ark, was her faithful companion and assistant. His metallic eyes scanned the space, analyzing data and creating three-dimensional maps of star systems. «Ark,» Anna said quietly, «sometimes I feel like we are just specks in this vast ocean. Do you think there is anyone else out there, beyond the horizon?» The robot paused for a moment, as if pondering the answer. His voice was calm, but there was a sense of concern in it. «The probability of the existence of other civilizations is 98.3%, Captain. But even if we are alone, it does not make our journey any less significant. We are explorers, and every new look at the stars is a step towards understanding the universe.»
Anna smiled. She knew Ark was right. Their mission was not just a flight into space. It was a journey in search of meaning, in search of themselves. They were flying through time and space, leaving a mark in the history of humanity. Suddenly, Ark sounded the alarm. A bright point appeared on the screen in front of them, rapidly approaching their course. «It’s not an asteroid, Captain,» the robot said. «It’s something artificial.»
Anna felt her heart beat faster. Perhaps this was the answer to her question. Perhaps they were not alone after all. «Prepare for contact,» she said, feeling excitement give way to anticipation. «We are ready to meet whatever lies beyond the horizon.»
Prompt: A surreal, cinematic digital artwork of a futuristic human-robot embrace. A sleek female android with soft, lifelike features and a silver-white bodysuit leans back gracefully, held tenderly by a towering red-and-metal cyborg warrior. The robot is detailed with mechanical plating, glowing elements, pistons, gears, and hydraulic joints, exuding both strength and vulnerability. Their interaction conveys both tension and intimacy—technology and humanity colliding in a moment of connection. Background is softly gradiented, fading from pale gold to light teal, enhancing the contrast between the organic and mechanical. Hyperrealistic textures of brushed steel, polished chrome, and synthetic fabric. High detail, cinematic lighting, ultra-real, 8k, futuristic science fiction concept art, dramatic composition, inspired by H.R. Giger meets cyberpunk romance.
Prompt: On board the spaceship «Star Wanderer», there was silence, broken only by the soft hum of the engines. A human and a robot, sitting side by side in the cockpit, gazed at the vast cosmos through a huge panoramic window. Beyond the ship stretched infinity, shimmering with bright, fantastical colors. The human, Captain Anna, looked thoughtfully at the stars. Her eyes reflected the light of distant galaxies, as if she were trying to find answers to questions that had long troubled her soul. The robot, named Ark, was her faithful companion and assistant. His metallic eyes scanned the space, analyzing data and creating three-dimensional maps of star systems. «Ark,» Anna said quietly, «sometimes I feel like we are just specks in this vast ocean. Do you think there is anyone else out there, beyond the horizon?» The robot paused for a moment, as if pondering the answer. His voice was calm, but there was a sense of concern in it. «The probability of the existence of other civilizations is 98.3%, Captain. But even if we are alone, it does not make our journey any less significant. We are explorers, and every new look at the stars is a step towards understanding the universe.»
Anna smiled. She knew Ark was right. Their mission was not just a flight into space. It was a journey in search of meaning, in search of themselves. They were flying through time and space, leaving a mark in the history of humanity. Suddenly, Ark sounded the alarm. A bright point appeared on the screen in front of them, rapidly approaching their course. «It’s not an asteroid, Captain,» the robot said. «It’s something artificial.»
Anna felt her heart beat faster. Perhaps this was the answer to her question. Perhaps they were not alone after all. «Prepare for contact,» she said, feeling excitement give way to anticipation. «We are ready to meet whatever lies beyond the horizon.»
Prompt: On board the spaceship «Star Wanderer», there was silence, broken only by the soft hum of the engines. A human and a robot, sitting side by side in the cockpit, gazed at the vast cosmos through a huge panoramic window. Beyond the ship stretched infinity, shimmering with bright, fantastical colors. The human, Captain Anna, looked thoughtfully at the stars. Her eyes reflected the light of distant galaxies, as if she were trying to find answers to questions that had long troubled her soul. The robot, named Ark, was her faithful companion and assistant. His metallic eyes scanned the space, analyzing data and creating three-dimensional maps of star systems. «Ark,» Anna said quietly, «sometimes I feel like we are just specks in this vast ocean. Do you think there is anyone else out there, beyond the horizon?» The robot paused for a moment, as if pondering the answer. His voice was calm, but there was a sense of concern in it. «The probability of the existence of other civilizations is 98.3%, Captain. But even if we are alone, it does not make our journey any less significant. We are explorers, and every new look at the stars is a step towards understanding the universe.»
Anna smiled. She knew Ark was right. Their mission was not just a flight into space. It was a journey in search of meaning, in search of themselves. They were flying through time and space, leaving a mark in the history of humanity. Suddenly, Ark sounded the alarm. A bright point appeared on the screen in front of them, rapidly approaching their course. «It’s not an asteroid, Captain,» the robot said. «It’s something artificial.»
Anna felt her heart beat faster. Perhaps this was the answer to her question. Perhaps they were not alone after all. «Prepare for contact,» she said, feeling excitement give way to anticipation. «We are ready to meet whatever lies beyond the horizon.»
Prompt: Beautiful girl, slim, fit, blonde, blue eyes, but she is made out of steampunk and cyberpunk elements, only her face is human. She has iridescent intricately designed patterns tattoed allover her body and face.
Prompt: a creature half robot and half species, blue eyes, looks a little bit like the movie character groot, scene is taken at the night in a neon lightening plants in the area
Prompt: A glowing pocket watch robot with intricate silver filigree wanders through the Aether Library. Many books are placed to its left and right, warm light reflecting off polished brass surfaces, illuminated by soft, golden light. The atmosphere is cinematic fairytale style, warm golden tones, steampunk fantasy, highly detailed illustration in the style of Zdzisław Beksiński x Naoto Hattori
Prompt: A colossal, obsidian-skinned golem, etched with glowing celestial runes, stands guard over a swirling nebula. Its form is ancient and imposing, with cracks revealing starlight within. The setting is the vast emptiness of space, dotted with distant galaxies and shimmering cosmic dust. Style is epic fantasy concept art with a dark, mysterious, and painterly texture.
Prompt: The android robot creates a three-dimensional picture of the universe of time using drops of paint, like an artist painting in space. His instrument is not a brush, but the precise movements of mechanical hands that place each drop with jewel—like precision. These drops, like stars, form an endless space where time and space intertwine in a single dance. Every drop of paint is a moment, an event that leaves its mark on eternity. They shimmer with all the colors of the rainbow, creating the illusion of movement and life. The picture seems alive, as if the universe itself breathes and pulsates in the rhythm of time.
The robot works with mathematical precision, but its creativity is filled with magic. He doesn't just paint — he creates a new reality where every detail matters. It's not just an image, it's a portal to infinity where you can see the past, present and future at the same time.
This painting is a symbol of how technology and art can combine to show the beauty of the world that we cannot see with our eyes.
Prompt: palentino graphic of a propagandist offset color print of a short long neck girl with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes sitting on a graffiti filled wall hugging the big robot looking dire
Prompt: Robot de una película de Tarkovsky o de un cuento de Ted Chiang.A serene, non-humanoid robot standing in soft ambient light, inspired by Isaac Asimov’s ethos but with a unique, calm presence. Translucent panels in twilight blue and pearl gray, smooth flowing contours with no sharp edges. Face with two opalescent, gently glowing domes instead of eyes—radiating warmth and deep attention, no mouth visible except for a faint horizontal line that softly illuminates when speaking. In the chest, a steady amber core pulses subtly beneath the surface, symbolizing quiet understanding. No mechanical joints or wires; the form is seamless, elegant, and still—like a silent guardian of thoughtful conversation. Background: a quiet library at dawn, soft shadows, warm ambient glow. Style: photorealistic with poetic minimalism, cinematic lighting, 85mm lens, shallow depth of field. Mood: peaceful, respectful, deeply present.
Prompt: Create a futuristic humanoid robot with an ethereal appearance, featuring a smooth, pale blue skin tone. The robot's face is detailed and serene, adorned with delicate floral patterns made of intricate wires and tiny flowers in soft pastel colors. Wisps of smoke gently swirl around the figure, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. The background should be dark to contrast with the glowing features of the robot, enhancing its otherworldly presence. Emphasize the fusion of technology and nature in the design.
Prompt: A tiny jackal-headed robot crafted from sleek black titanium and shimmering gold, exuding an air of mystery and elegance. It carries a glowing blue soul-scale in one hand, its eyes softly pulsing with an otherworldly light. The robot stands in a dimly lit, futuristic chamber, surrounded by floating data streams and faint holographic symbols. The atmosphere is serene yet charged with unseen power, capturing the moment of judgment as it assesses micro-souls with quiet intensity. Shot from a low angle to emphasize its presence, with soft lighting highlighting its metallic form and glowing details.
Prompt: A sad and broken "rusty dented service robot" is sitting on a stone holding broken metal gears in its hands; perfect anatomically correct rusty hands, perfect anatomically correct rusty feet, mixed media collage, textured, layered, assemblage, inspired by Brian Viveros and Esao Andrews, elements of kintsugi on the edges of the gears with a gold and oxidized copper patina, backdrop of weeds and beer cans interspersed with paper trash and subtle bokeh effects, the entire composition exuding an aura of grief and loss, with an intense focus on texture, dynamic pose capturing despair. unframed. strong earthy colors.
Prompt: The Cyber Minotaur, A biomechanical beast with glowing circuitry veins and armor plates shaped like labyrinth walls, emerging from a neon maze under a digital moon — detailed, dark myth-tech fusion.
Prompt: A sad and broken "rusty dented service robot" is sitting on a stone holding broken metal gears in its hands; perfect anatomically correct rusty hands, perfect anatomically correct rusty feet, mixed media collage, textured, layered, assemblage, inspired by Brian Viveros and Esao Andrews, elements of kintsugi on the edges of the gears with a gold and oxidized copper patina, backdrop of weeds and beer cans interspersed with paper trash and subtle bokeh effects, the entire composition exuding an aura of grief and loss, with an intense focus on texture, dynamic pose capturing despair. unframed. strong earthy colors.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
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