#poetry

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• Model: Quantum (v2)*

• Size: 832 X 1088 (0.91 MP)

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  • Prompt: As the guts fill with sheer terror, My cup falls, opens a burrow. Pitch black hands rise and come forward, To reach me, with long arms narrow. As one lastly grasps my neck, It injects, with black, spine’s marrow, As floor's crumbling, I’m pulled, To a nightmare, filled with sorrow.
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Dark

• Model: Quantum (v2)*

• Size: 832 X 1088 (0.91 MP)

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  • Prompt: I wake up amidst cold sweat, By grey skies find myself lulled. After seconds, with regret, All left dreams my mind has culled. But this space seemingly euclidean, Is twisted beyond perception. Brings lost souls right where it pleases, Futile searching for directions. Each step weights more than the last, Hope leftovers become shallow. Worn out hunger of the mind, Doubts empowering the shadows. An air dense, unsatisfying, Pushing deep, hurting the lungs, Makes me feel all more dyspneic, As panic fastens tight bounds.
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Dark

• Model: Quantum (v2)*

• Size: 960 X 960 (0.92 MP)

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  • Prompt: You might wonder who I am.. The answer your mind would glint. You’re not yet done with existing, Still, I could give a short hint. I am life, beyond mind’s filters, I am death, in mind’s last slivers. Can't be seen, yet am reveered, I am none, I’m all, indeed. Pure bright energy to mind, Yet so lethal to mere happiness.. I am what when searched, can't find, I am thou, from birth till darkness. I'm the green beyond the choice, And in itself the monsoon, I'm the wind howling the night, The last look towards full moon. Now, please just observe your time, See your future, what you'll live. But beware, you won't recall, You'll just feel, that's all I give.
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Susan Sontag would roll over in her grave

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Susan Sontag at a disco reading poetry in the style of Michelangelo
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

the veil of chaos

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1643 X 1278 (2.10 MP)

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  • Prompt: Through the veil of chaos A beacon in the night. From depths of despair, we embrace the flame, In shadows, we dance, with blackened hearts aflame.
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

The Carousel

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: At times it feels like a carousel, I'm afraid to embark. Scrutinizing: Does it spin too swiftly? Will I be thrown off? Will I get hurt, or should I abstain? When I finally gather courage, pull myself together, and wish to step on, the momentum has waned, the thrill dissipated, the counterpart vanished, and it's too late. The longing must be stowed, visions and dreams set aside, until the next time I'm granted a chance to ride. Do I dare then, while it's delightful, or do I hesitate, wait and ponder, until once more it's too late?
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Fingers

• Model: PhotoReal

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: The fingers, exploratively tracing the contours of the skin's distinctive formation. A tickling sensation, anchoring within, intensifying, absorbed by the ultimate closeness. Kisses, searing and igniting. Impressions overflow, only to grow into an all-encompassing state. The peril of consequences forgotten for a while, until rational thoughts take the lead. Openness and intimacy turn into an uncertain, ominous future.
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The peril of consequences

• Model: PhotoReal

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Two people beside each other on a bed, one caressing the other's back, everything is pleasant, but suddenly, doubt and insecurity take over the situation.
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Icarus's sky has more poetry than Galileo's

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Icarus's sky has more poetry than Galileo's
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Surreal Spectrum: Childhood's Poetry

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 704 X 896 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: The death of childhood is the beginning of poetry. A dreamlike image straight from the collective unconscious of men. Jung archetype: Spectrum Magazine, Graphic Novel surrealistic Comic Art by Bill Sienkiewicz, Francis Bacon, Marc Chagall, Ben Templesmith, Dave McKean, Zdzisław Beksiński, Brom, Alexandra Manukyan, Rimel Neffati, Deborah Tuberville, Andrew Wyeth, Irina Ionescu
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Whispers of the Moonlit Forest

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Generate a masterpiece scene to this poetry
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

The fall of Ozymandias

• Model: Fusion*

• Size: 768 X 768 (0.59 MP)

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  • Prompt: The fall of Ozymandias
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Days grays

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 768 X 768 (0.59 MP)

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  • Prompt: Days grays, greatest days, taste this test, they stay best, stop the bus, boost the stars, turtle burp, burn or reborn him, bum on room, ride on rude roads, crash us this brush, right to dust, fast rubs fires, free to dream them, fill love, live life.
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  • Aspect Ratio: square

One

• Model: Stable (v2)*

• Size: 832 X 1088 (0.91 MP)

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  • Prompt: Somehow there, but also not. Just like us, now, and not elsewhen. Could their thoughts have built some plot, To, then, weave with some thoughts elsewhere? In their world, they could’ve been talking, Ponder, argue, mind discuss.. But, like thoughts, time has them fading, With their hopes of knowing us. Always grinning, in the darkness, One shared future, common end. Alike stars, amidst the blackness, Till time's out, shine and pretend.
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One

• Model: Fusion*

• Size: 704 X 896 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Shape the world on common letter, To erase blobs of divergence. Welcome changes, for a better Future for the mind, emergence. Think and feel, it can be simple. Fear will give world's throne to bless. And futures beyond that door, Our perception can just guess. The end has been so long written.. But we'll harder keep on rowing. For the universe, in primates, Shall see new peaks, before going.
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Dark

• Model: Fusion*

• Size: 768 X 768 (0.59 MP)

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  • Prompt: You might wonder who I am.. The answer your mind would glint. You’re not yet done with existing, Still, I could give a short hint. I am life, beyond mind’s filters, I am death, in mind’s last slivers. Can't be seen, yet am reveered, I am none, I’m all, indeed. Pure bright energy to mind, Yet so lethal to mere happiness.. I am what when searched, can't find, I am thou, from birth till darkness. I'm the green beyond the choice, And in itself the monsoon, I'm the wind howling the night, The last look towards full moon. Now, please just observe your time, See your future, what you'll live. But beware, you won't recall, You'll just feel, that's all I give.
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  • Aspect Ratio: square

The Door

• Model: Fusion*

• Size: 704 X 896 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: When most things were tried and gone, Tried to watch what I feared most. Learned you can't ignore your demons, Regret being itself a cost. And when things couldn't get worse, Felt farthest from my solution. But then met, when least expected, It, one way, my resolution. Some storms came and filled my sky, Heard a tune, I promptly followed. Saw all waters as one sea, One world changed, for one truth swallowed. With closed eyes, I saw my door, Stared it down, to knock I pondered. One deep breath, I kicked it open, And sky cleared, just as I ordered.
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Augmentation: Patricide

• Model: Fusion*

• Size: 704 X 896 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Pandemonium and chaos, Future turns to abomination. As man births, after long eons, The end of each, every, nation. In the silent moments followed, By vibrations of lost wager, Souls together come in prayer, As they meet the end of nature. Moments after point deemed zero, Carbon takes its sweet last breath, In exchange for eons of work, Life is prized with peaceful death. Succeeding in bringing change, Yet failing to be related, Of this step human’s the bringer, But won't see what he created. New beings traversing space, Aiming sights on the unseen. Fell heir to all, but not grace, Perfect, yet only machine.
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Augmentation: Patricide

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Pandemonium and chaos, Future turns to abomination. As man births, after long eons, The end of each, every, nation. In the silent moments followed, By vibrations of lost wager, Souls together come in prayer, As they meet the end of nature. Moments after point deemed zero, Carbon takes its sweet last breath, In exchange for eons of work, Life is prized with peaceful death. Succeeding in bringing change, Yet failing to be related, Of this step human’s the bringer, But won't see what he created. New beings traversing space, Aiming sights on the unseen. Fell heir to all, but not grace, Perfect, yet only machine.
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Augmentation: Patricide

• Model: Fusion*

• Size: 704 X 896 (0.63 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: In the silent following moments, By vibrations of lost wager, Souls together come in prayer, As they meet the end of nature. Moments after point deemed zero, Carbon takes one sweet last breath, In exchange for eons of work, Life is prized with peaceful death.
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  • Aspect Ratio: portrait