still Luma prompts

6 months ago

Oh the burden bleed, it was the world on fire. No-one eating bodies so I was wrong to leave to avoid the perfect one more time. Still (when they kicked me out of jail next morning I was on my knees, dogs barking:1.9). (In the style of Joao Ruas:1.9).

6 months ago

Oh the burden bleed, it was the world on fire. No-one eating bodies so I was wrong to leave to avoid the perfect one more time. Still (when they kicked me out of jail next morning I was on my knees, dogs barking:1.9). (In the style of Joao Ruas:1.9).

6 months ago

Oh the burden bleed, it was the world on fire. No-one eating bodies so I was wrong to leave to avoid the perfect one more time. Still (when they kicked me out of jail next morning I was on my knees, dogs barking:1.9). (In the style of Joao Ruas:1.9).

1 month ago

The Law, Absolute Justice the Code is combined with a shooting star. Blending with the following: The spirit of the Australian outback embodied as a male red kangaroo. His fur is the color of rusted earth (ochre orange), his eyes hold the stillness of the desert and law. He is a silhouette of raw power and resilience at dawn, mist rising from the plains. Ethereal, majestic, symbolic. Physical Characteristics & Appearance Size and Stature: The Red Kangaroo is the world's largest marsupial and the biggest of all kangaroo species. Males (Boomers): Can stand over almost 8ft tall and weigh up to 90 kg (200 lbs). They are the iconic "Big Reds." Males: Have a distinctive rusty-red, brick-red coat, which is especially vivid in Central Australia. This colour provides excellent camouflage against the red desert sand and rocks. The powerfully big muscle Big Red Kangaroo flex to the camera as he subtly blends with the Outback setting and early sunrise with milky way. Combine with "Spiritual Circuits": The key term that defines the glowing energy not as technology, but as the visible manifestation of spirit and law. Signature: JDHampton + AI | Creative Alliance

7 months ago

A liminal indoor water park, flooded and silent. Pastel water slides—off-white, teal, and pink—hang overhead, gushing water into a shallow pool covering the glossy white tile floor. Mist drifts through the humid air. Everything is damp and still. Floating slowly away from the camera is a giant yellow duck statue, partially submerged. Its head is turned slightly to the side, revealing a huge, exaggerated toothy grin stretched across its plastic face. Its eyes are empty—glossy and hollow, with no pupils or detail. The duck drifts through the water quietly, trailing small ripples behind it. The EXIT sign above a distant doorway glows red through the fog. The mood is surreal, eerie, and uncanny—like a forgotten memory rotting in silence.

5 months ago

fear burning in his nose, fat, alley sleeper, shaking violently. Fear the Poison of Unknowing, the Mumia and mumie bleeding ^still hold life's trace, my own pharmacoepia of ecstatic healing. (She is stroking me with a dead man's hand branded with marcas de fuego or Malleaus maleficarum:1.9)¡ (The witch’s hammer).