New Zealand Independence: Let's Destroy Cultural Imperialism!
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FluX
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Prompt: Satirical cartoon. New Zealand. A bunch of teenagers and young people are set up in virtual reality headsets, interacting with screens that are all displaying versions of the American flag.
A man in a green-and-black cannabis leaf with long white hair is watching this and has a speech bubble: "THE OTHER BRAIN DRAIN."
Prompt: Satirical cartoon. A darkened room with a computer in it. The person on the computer is dressed in Polynesian patterns of red, black, and white and is hunched over the screen, with restless legs.
Shadowy figures are closing in on them, with long sharp claws. The person has a speech bubble: "I THINK I'M DYING."
Prompt: Surreal, satiric art. A caricature of Chloe Swarbrick is sitting at her desk typing at her computer and speaking the speech bubble: "GET A LIFE" while a bunch of dark figures are towering over her. One of them has a speech bubble that says "YOU SUCK!"
Prompt: Create a rendering of this poem, called the realm of darkness, that has a mix of symbolist art and Māori and Polynesian patterns.
I thought of death
As I lay dying,
Trying desperately
To cling to her.
That
vibrant
ray
of new hope:
emerging
then
fading.
In: the darkness.
All shelters over;
All goodbyes unsaid.
Out: dawn, light.
Sprinkles of sand.
Fragments of snow.
Each hour is tedious,
Until you know
it’s your last…
A kaleidoscopic flash,
slides from an
ancient projector
flashing
inside
your retinas.
The moment’s
magic, never to
be seen again
by this
particular lifeform,
this ‘one,’
this part of
brahman
again.
A passive act.
Fundamental
and tragic.
Valiant effort;
bygone days;
bygone ways.
Each
fragmentary
being
has a pākata
of these.
They are the shape
of our memories.
Our dwindling
moments.
…
Then, hine-nui-te-pō
comes; she swims
from the darkness
to consume this
fragment:
now is
the hour.
…
One
gasp
remains.
One
final
breath.
my last,
dying,
seconds.
All options
exhausted.
We
finally
cease.
Our emotions:
we die as if
they’re true.
We relinquish them
And are born anew.
Prompt: A satellite photo of New Zealand with a giant road through the middle of it, deep-sea mining vessels in the oceans, mining facilities on the coastlines and forests on fire.
Prompt: Satirical cartoon. A concentration camp for refugees in rural New Zealand. The white guards are attacking and oppressing the prisoners.
Outside the prison there's a smug prick in a grey suit with a pink skull for a head. His speech bubble: "EQUAL RIGHTS"
I'm a writer, musician and filmmaker. I use the Deep Dream Generator engine to produce rotoscope animations at the moment, plus a comic strip, and many of the images were used in a documentary about cannabis and New Zealand.
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