Willy van Roosmalen

Mystery Unfolds on a Dimly Lit Stage

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  • Prompt: A gray-haired man walks toward the grim reaper, his hand outstretched. The surroundings are dark, gloomy, and dusty. Old, worn-out purple curtains, stained and torn, hang on the walls. Theater spotlights on a square truss cast a dim light, illuminating smoke on the floor in blue, light blue, and green. A fat rat with a cap on its head juts out from among the smoke.
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Spacey

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  • Prompt: Make this drawing look like a space ship . Add steampunk elements and make the colors more metallic. Make the purple figures look more like astronauts.
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Golden Glow: A Serene Walkway Journey

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  • Prompt: If you see me walking down the streets And I start to cry Each time we meet Walk on by Aahh walk on by Make believe I can see the tears Now let me grieve in private 'Cause each time I see you I just want to cry Walk on by I just can't get over losing you And so if I seem so broken in pieces Walk on by Aah walk on by With foolish pride If I can't see the tears Let me hide From the tears and the sadness When you said goodbye Walk on by Just go for a stroll in the trees Walk on by Aahh walk on by And make believe That I can't see the tears Now let me grieve in private 'Cause each time I see you I break down and cry Walk on by
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Whimsical Steampunk Adventure in Space

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  • Prompt: A steampunk like machine with black smoke is standing in a desolated landscape. In the front is standing a man with a big hammer. On top of the machine a fat man in a expensive suite and a big cigar in his mouth watched with fear to the man in the front. The sky is filled with red clouds.
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Anger never dies

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  • Prompt: See the leaves how slow they tumble down Covering the green and yellow lawn As proof of what has been and what will come Enjoying hazy lights of early dawn It ain't good enough, good enough Good enough to try and not succeed, succeed Anger never dies It's part of life It's part of you The end will cease the fire And make us accept We tend to lose See the tears how slow they tumble down Covering believe in empty vows As proof of what has been and what will be Alcohol puts us both to sleep It ain't good enough, good enough Good enough to try and not succeed, succeed Anger never dies It's part of life It's part of you The end will cease the fire And make us accept We tend to lose Anger never dies It's part of life It's part of you The end will cease the fire And make us accept We tend to lose Anger never dies It's part of live It's part of you The end will cease the fire And make us accept We tend to lose We tend to lose
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Surreal Deer and Hunter in Abstract Art

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  • Prompt: A shape became a deer. Nothing more to do, I think. I did add some doodle plants. It was almost finished weeks ago, but then came busyness, vacation, and a brief moment where I didn't feel like drawing. The huiskamerartiest was empty for a moment. Sometimes it seems like you've already thought and figured everything out and come full circle. Patterns repeat like fractals. In space and time, we are ultimately nothing more than a single, briefly bright point that slowly fades away. Undulating through eternity, only visible when someone is looking.
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Majestic Ship in a Mythical Ocean Realm

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  • Prompt: God said, “I command the ocean to be full of living creatures, and I command birds to fly above the earth.” So God made the giant sea monsters and all the living creatures that swim in the ocean. He also made every kind of bird. God looked at what he had done, and it was good. Then he gave the living creatures his blessing—he told the ocean creatures to increase and live everywhere in the ocean and the birds to increase everywhere on earth. Evening came, then morning—that was the fifth day.
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The Enigmatic Witch of Dark Magic

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  • Prompt: Each year they parade her about, The traditional Halloween witch. Misshapen green face, stringy scraps of hair, A toothless mouth beneath her disfigured nose. Gnarled knobby fingers twisted into a claw protracting form. A bent and twisted torso that lurches about on wobbly legs. Most think this is abject image to be the creation of a prejudiced mind or merely a Halloween caricature, I disagree, I believe this to be how witches were really seen. Consider that most witches were women, were abducted in the night and smuggled into dungeons or prisons under secrecy of darkness and presented by the light of day as a confessed witch. Few, if any saw a frightened normal looking woman being dragged into a secret room filled with instruments of torture, to be questioned until she confessed to anything that was suggested to her, and to give names or say whatever would stop the questions. Crowds saw the aberration denounced to the world as a self-proclaimed witch. As the witch was paraded through the town, in route to be burned, hanged, drowned, stoned, or disposed of in various, horrible ways, all created to free and save her soul from her depraved body. The jeering crowds viewed the result of hours of torture. The face, bruised and broken by countless blows, bore a hue of sickly green. The once warm and loving smile gone, replaced by a grimace of broken teeth, and torn gums that leer beneath a battered disfigured nose. The disheveled hair conceals bleeding gaps of torn scalp from whence cruel hands had torn away the lovely tresses. Broken, twisted hands clutched the wagon for support. Fractured fingers locked like cropping claws to steady her broken body. All semblance of humanity gone. This was truly a demon, a bride of Satan, a witch. I revere this Halloween Witch and hold her sacred. I honor her courage and listen to her warnings of the dark side of humanity. Each year I shed tears of respect.
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Celebrating Unity on a Vibrant Street

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  • Prompt: A man walks along a road, people of all ages and small children are walking next to him. Behind him on the road at different distances people are standing still and looking at the man who is walking further. The landscape consists of buildings that get older the further back they are. In the background there are ruins. Above all those people colorful strings hang down from the sky. On the left and right are large speakers that vibrate to the gabber music that comes out of them.
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Desert Fallout: A Haunting Encounter

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  • Prompt: In the dessert A man is crowling through the sand Very thirsty The sun shines like a copper disk in the sky A vulture is waiting on a pile of bones. At the horizon a mushroom cloud of an atomic bomb is rising in the sky.
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Enigmatic Encounter in a Shadowy Realm

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  • Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is crouched sitting on the ground. An angel with a golden shine around her head is whispering in the ears of the manAt the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
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Knight of Valor Amidst Chaos and Shadows

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  • Prompt: A knight standing on a hill top Sword in his left hand. Blood is on it. A round shield with the warning sign of radioactive material on it. Everything of the armor is rusty He is surrounded by evil creatures in all kind of metallic colors Some have big jaws Some have evil claws Some have big scary eyes Some have spiderlike legs The sky is filled with purple clouds There is lightning Beneath the clouds a orange sun shines on the landscape filled with stones from a destroyed castle. The Knight is ready to fight for glory From an other hill the grim reaper is waiting for the Knight to die
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Steampunk Style: A Dapper Gentleman's Charm

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  • Prompt: A man stands in a large steampunk metal circle. His feet are attached to the bottom with cuffs. His arms are tied with chains to the side of the circle. Around the circle is all kinds of steampunk equipment. A fat man wearing posh clothes and a top hat stands at a control panel. He has a big cigar in his mouth.
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Stages of Existence: Sand Dune Symphony

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  • Prompt: With that reference in mind, "Zeit" is about the cyclical nature of humanity. In the "Zeit" video, the sands of time pour upon a group of blindfolded women who are giving birth. But the sands of time also swallow the members of Rammstein, perhaps depicting time as the bringer of both life and death. The sands of time also surround Rammstein’s caricature of the Grim Reaper, who can been seen holding the newborn children. Death is inevitable, thus the Reaper has us from the moment we’re born. Time life death
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Children of Hope in a Ruined World

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  • Prompt: A little boy and girl stand hand in hand looking down a street with grey and dark rubble of broken buildings on the left and right. It is raining and the streets are covered with puddles. The sky is full of dark clouds. It is a dark and gloomy scene.
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Moonlit River Journey: Frozen Castles & Flying Birds

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  • Prompt: Make this image as if Gustave Dore made it
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Urban Art: The Masked Splatter Artist

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  • Prompt: on an old brick wall there is a large black wet paint spot with splashes in all directions. The text: "KARMA" is written in gold letters. On the ground in front of it are ten empty dented spray cans. To the side stands an old man wearing a gas mask and a spray can in his hand.
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Colorful Fly in a Dreamlike Web Scene

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  • Prompt: A shiny golden spider web hangs above a blue velvety background. A silver shiny spider sits in the middle of the web. A purple shiny fly with red compound eyes is stuck in the web
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Solitude on the Cliff: A Golden Horizon

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  • Prompt: I tried so hard and got so far But in the end, it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end, it doesn't even matter
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Into the Luminous Realm of Mystery

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  • Prompt: Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya Here come the morning that I say goodbye But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya Here come the morning that'll say goodbye But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason See the stones coming at my window See they left man no protection Tell his family that he won't be ok K-I-L-L! Check the angles from both forces Overcome by the need to fight it Fight it, fight it, fight it, fight it Fight it, fight it, fight it, fight it Fight it, fight it, fight it, fight it Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya Here come the morning that I say goodbye But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya Here come the morning that I say goodbye But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason I hear the sounds all around Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya Here come the morning that I say goodbye But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason
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