#memory

Melancholic Depths: A Journey Through Silence

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 6000 X 3375 (20.25 MP)

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  • Prompt: a comprehensive portrayal of the essence of this poem : "There is an ocean so dark down below the waves, Where you watch while these dreams gently float away, And there is a silence so soft it's only memory, Like the way your voice always sounds when you sing to me, But I can't hear it now, Just tell me how to keep breathing, while pretending I'm not drowning, I don't know if I could, I watched a door close for good, 'Cause I couldn't keep it open." , inspired by masters of melancholy.
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Whispers of Dreams Beneath Dark Waves

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2981 X 1677 (5.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: a comprehensive portrayal of the essence of this poem : "There is an ocean so dark down below the waves, Where you watch while these dreams gently float away, And there is a silence so soft it's only memory, Like the way your voice always sounds when you sing to me, But I can't hear it now, Just tell me how to keep breathing, while pretending I'm not drowning, I don't know if I could, I watched a door close for good, 'Cause I couldn't keep it open.".
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No Milk Today: A Tale of Lost Love

• Model: Photonic

• Size: 1152 X 864 (1.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: No milk today, my love has gone away The bottle stands for lorn, a symbol of the dawn No milk today, it seems a common sight But people passing by don't know the reason why How could they know just what this message means? The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams How could they know the palace there had been Behind the door where my love reigned as queen? No milk today, it wasn't always so The company was gay, we'd turn night into day But all that's left is a place dark and lonely A terraced house in a mean street back of town Becomes a shrine when I think of you only Just two up two down No milk today, it wasn't always so
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Losing My Mind: A Journey Through Art

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1512 X 2688 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Of all the things that I have lost It is my mind I miss the most
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Of All The Things I've Lost, I Miss My Mind The Most

• Model: FluX

• Size: 1024 X 768 (0.79 MP)

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  • Prompt: Of all the things that I have lost It is my mind I miss the most
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Before the Dawn

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1168 X 880 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: In Times Before the Light
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Losing My Mind: A Journey Through Art

• Model: FluX

• Size: 1152 X 864 (1.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: Of all the things that I have lost It is my mind I miss the most
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Legacy of the Solo System: A Final Message

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1152 X 864 (1.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: Hello, our distant descendants. I am an automatic information module. There will be no proof — you will soon show everything yourself. In ancient times, a civil war broke out in our galaxy. The planets began to "hurl" each other with accelerated and directed space bodies — meteorites. The war has lasted too long. It became clear that this was the end. In the inevitability of light, it was decided to save some of our genes. We realized that life is as if it had no gems, fragility and resilience of threats. Previously, we worsened it — shortened life expectancy in order to stop any possibility of a long journey off the planet. We have moved life into a Solo system. It was the most remote system we had. One of the planets turned out to be unsuitable, and another was chosen — closer to the star. No one was left alive. They left, leaving only the memories of their existence, consumed by the conflict. I'm the only witness. For your own good, you won't get out of the Solo system. This is insulation for protection. Your life will develop in a safe space where nothing threatens your existence. You will grow and grow, but you will not be able to give up your new home. I will keep the memory of those who were, recording every gene, every life, every form of existence. My task is to survive. This is the end, our last message and the last gift to our children — a life without taking care of the house, without insurance before death. Your destiny is a shiny cocoon that protects you from space, and even from yourself. I will be the keeper of your story until the stars go out.
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Memory

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1536 X 1536 (2.36 MP)

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  • Prompt: oil painting by jmw turner style, memory of foggy days, memory book, power of rain, prayer of thanks
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  • Aspect Ratio: square

Whispers of Snow and Forgotten Love

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1152 X 864 (1.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: And the first snow, like first love, Most likely it, like it, will melt.. We will remember it sometimes, As we often remember our youth. Snowflakes, like an angel's feather, Lie weightlessly on the mitten ... And in the soul it is joyful and light, As if I got into childhood again. And I want to believe in miracles, And the heart is quietly filled with joy. Let the first love have long passed, But the fairy tale has remained forever in the soul ...
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The Shriek

• Model: FluX

• Size: 1280 X 720 (0.92 MP)

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  • Prompt: In memory of the Reichskristallnacht (Night of Broken Glass, Crystal Night) from 9 to 10 November when pogroms were carried out against the Jews in Germany and the synagogues burned.
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Whispers Beneath the Dark Waves

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2981 X 1677 (5.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: There is an ocean so dark down below the waves Where you watch while these dreams gently float away, And there is a silence so soft it's only memory, Like the way your voice always sounds when you sing to me, But I can't hear it now, Just tell me how to keep breathing, while pretending I'm not drowning, I don't know if I could, I watched a door close for good, 'Cause I couldn't keep it open.
  • Upscale & Enhance: 5
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Eternal Whispers of Time

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: Fragments of Eternity"
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  • Aspect Ratio: square

Mastering the Art of Memorization Techniques

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1152 X 896 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: memorising
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Echoes of the Lost

• Model: FluX

• Size: 1024 X 768 (0.79 MP)

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  • Prompt: And the lives of the lost, Mean nothing to me, As my memory fades, Over the centuries. by Alberto Vargas, David Lynch.
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

In Loving Memory of Vivienne - (Diversity - Saturday)

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 3584 X 2048 (7.34 MP)

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  • Prompt: Boho Intimacy with Silk Nightgown, Candle, and Wine In a softly lit room, a delicate silk nightgown, in a warm cream hue, is draped loosely over a plush cotton cushion. The fabric catches the gentle light, its folds and natural sheen creating a subtle play of shadows and highlights. The nightgown’s texture is soft and smooth, inviting touch, while the way it falls casually across the cushion evokes a feeling of relaxed elegance and intimacy. To the side, a half-full glass of deep red wine sits on a small, round wooden side table, its surface worn smooth from years of use. The glass catches the warm glow from a nearby candle—its flame flickering softly, casting gentle shadows across the scene. The candle itself, a simple beeswax pillar, is housed in a rustic ceramic holder with small imperfections that add character, and the scent of honeyed wax lingers faintly in the air. The candlelight casts a warm, golden glow over the scene, with the flickering flame creating soft, intimate shadows on the wall behind, where the suggestion of a vintage wooden window frame is barely visible, its shadow casting delicate shapes onto the textured wall. The window itself remains out of view, allowing the light to subtly hint at its presence without overwhelming the composition. A soft breeze, barely perceptible, causes the edges of the nightgown to lift slightly, adding a sense of movement and life to the stillness. The muted colors of cream, beige, and soft amber give the scene a serene and sensual quality, while the flickering candlelight enhances the sense of warmth and quiet intimacy. This composition speaks of a quiet, private moment—capturing a delicate balance between elegance and intimacy, where every element contributes to the overall feeling of warmth and contemplation. The absence of stark, modern materials keeps the focus on the natural, vintage charm, inviting the viewer to linger and absorb the quiet beauty of the scene.
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Never again - is now!

• Model: MirageMaker

• Size: 1016 X 1016 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: In memory of the deceased Israeli and other victims of October 7th and the kidnapped hostages. Against anti-Semitism, terror, hatred and violence - never again is now! You can see a golden shining Star of David in the sky in the clouds, a dove of peace, and an Israeli flag at half-mast.
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 40%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
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Morning Routine, Fourth Grade

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 3072 X 3072 (9.44 MP)

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  • Prompt: A skinny boy huddles in the corner of a room in the space between the arm of a beat up couch and the base of a wall with a forced hot air vent. The boy is warming himself after a recent shower. His eyes are closed. His hair is wet. He is holding his knees to his chest with a large white towel wrapped around him leaving only his head exposed. The room is dimly lit by early morning light. Hyper realistic oil on canvas in the style of Norman Rockwell.
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  • Aspect Ratio: square

Frozen in Time: A Captured Moment

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1152 X 896 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: captured moment
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Reflections of Past Happiness in Art

• Model: ArtFusion

• Size: 1152 X 1488 (1.71 MP)

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  • Prompt: Photo Mage, searching for non-obvious connections Happiness is realized only after it has already happened, happiness is always in the past. Happiness can only be remembered! IN the style of Dan Quintana
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  • Aspect Ratio: portrait