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9 months ago
A solitary story speaker, her form seems to shimmer like a memory and her clothes made of fabrics that seem to shift and change as she speaks and where she holds a book that is ever rewriting itself, as she moves through a space where the very nature of the stories is both fluid and real and where she is able to both shape and share her tales with those who seek knowledge, with a separate image of the words rewriting themselves upon the page to emphasize her power to manipulate not just the stories, but the very nature of time and understanding itself, creating an atmosphere of both wonder and timeless mystery.
6 months ago
A **legendary warrior**, standing **defiant against the tide of time and battle**, his **silver-streaked hair flowing in the wind**, a testament to **years of relentless battle and hard-earned wisdom**. His **weathered face**, lined with **deep scars**, speaks of **countless battles, kingdoms defended, friendships lost, and victories claimed**. His **piercing eyes burn with an undying fire**, a gaze that has **witnessed wonders beyond imagination and calamities that would break lesser men**.
7 months ago
(Cyberpunk, futuristic, dystopian underworld, high detail, cinematic lighting, dark and moody atmosphere) A wiry and gaunt man with sunken, exhausted eyes that have a manic glint, framed by dark circles from years of working in dimly lit back-alley clinics. His pale skin looks sickly under the flickering neon light, and his thin face is lined with tension, his lips slightly parted as if muttering to himself. His hair is unkempt, streaked with oil and grime, further emphasizing his haggard, overworked look. He wears a dingy off-white lab coat, once pristine but now stained with grease, blood, and years of unwashed grime. The fabric is frayed at the edges, hanging loosely over his thin frame. His cybernetic enhancements are crude and patched-together, a collection of exposed wiring and rusted plating barely held together. His left shoulder has a mechanical plating rig, jagged and uneven, with loose bolts and sparking neon-blue wiring protruding in places. His chipped tooth shows when he speaks, adding to his rough, jittery appearance. The background is a dark, cluttered ripperdoc lab, filled with outdated cybernetic parts, flickering monitors, and half-functioning medical equipment. The air is thick with smoke from a nearby vent, and a dull, flickering green med-lab light casts eerie shadows across the scene. A neon-red light from the alley outside spills through a cracked window, contrasting with the cold surgical glow of malfunctioning overhead lamps. The atmosphere is gritty, chaotic, and oppressive, embodying the tension of a street-level surgeon who exists between life and death, law and crime. Rendered in ultra-detailed, cinematic composition, sharp focus, 8K resolution, ray tracing, cyberpunk noir aesthetics, high contrast lighting, depth of field, volumetric lighting, intricate detailing, realistic skin texture, futuristic urban decay, science fiction concept art, hyper-realistic digital painting, dramatic chiaroscuro lighting, neon reflections, moody atmosphere, cybernetic enhancements, grunge aesthetic. Negative Prompt: (bad composition, low detail, low resolution, deformed anatomy, distorted features, asymmetrical face, extra limbs, missing fingers, unrealistic eyes, unnatural skin texture, overly stylized, washed-out colors, blurry, poorly rendered cybernetics, uncanny valley, cartoonish, low-quality render, watermark, text, overexposed lighting, excessive glow, lack of contrast, amateurish design, low effort, duplicate elements, broken limbs, unbalanced composition, generic design, bad perspective, flat shading, soft focus, dull colors, clean or polished cybernetics, generic futuristic doctor, overly heroic pose, pristine environment)
6 months ago
A **legendary warrior**, standing **defiant against the tide of time and battle**, his **silver-streaked hair flowing in the wind**, a testament to **years of relentless warfare and hard-earned wisdom**. His **weathered face**, lined with **deep battle scars**, speaks of **countless wars, kingdoms defended, friendships lost, and victories claimed**. His **piercing eyes burn with an undying fire**, a gaze that has **witnessed wonders beyond imagination and calamities that would break lesser men**.
7 months ago
(Cyberpunk, futuristic, dystopian underworld, high detail, cinematic lighting, dark and moody atmosphere) A wiry and gaunt man with sunken, exhausted eyes that have a manic glint, framed by dark circles from years of working in dimly lit back-alley clinics. His pale skin looks sickly under the flickering neon light, and his thin face is lined with tension, his lips slightly parted as if muttering to himself. His hair is unkempt, streaked with oil and grime, further emphasizing his haggard, overworked look. He wears a dingy off-white lab coat, once pristine but now stained with grease, blood, and years of unwashed grime. The fabric is frayed at the edges, hanging loosely over his thin frame. His cybernetic enhancements are crude and patched-together, a collection of exposed wiring and rusted plating barely held together. His left shoulder has a mechanical plating rig, jagged and uneven, with loose bolts and sparking neon-blue wiring protruding in places. His chipped tooth shows when he speaks, adding to his rough, jittery appearance. The background is a dark, cluttered ripperdoc lab, filled with outdated cybernetic parts, flickering monitors, and half-functioning medical equipment. The air is thick with smoke from a nearby vent, and a dull, flickering green med-lab light casts eerie shadows across the scene. A neon-red light from the alley outside spills through a cracked window, contrasting with the cold surgical glow of malfunctioning overhead lamps. The atmosphere is gritty, chaotic, and oppressive, embodying the tension of a street-level surgeon who exists between life and death, law and crime. Rendered in ultra-detailed, cinematic composition, sharp focus, 8K resolution, ray tracing, cyberpunk noir aesthetics, high contrast lighting, depth of field, volumetric lighting, intricate detailing, realistic skin texture, futuristic urban decay, science fiction concept art, hyper-realistic digital painting, dramatic chiaroscuro lighting, neon reflections, moody atmosphere, cybernetic enhancements, grunge aesthetic. Negative Prompt: (bad composition, low detail, low resolution, deformed anatomy, distorted features, asymmetrical face, extra limbs, missing fingers, unrealistic eyes, unnatural skin texture, overly stylized, washed-out colors, blurry, poorly rendered cybernetics, uncanny valley, cartoonish, low-quality render, watermark, text, overexposed lighting, excessive glow, lack of contrast, amateurish design, low effort, duplicate elements, broken limbs, unbalanced composition, generic design, bad perspective, flat shading, soft focus, dull colors, clean or polished cybernetics, generic futuristic doctor, overly heroic pose, pristine environment)
3 months ago
Joan Baptista van Helmont the philosopher by fire and atoms are but bursting corpuscles. The seventy books of Jabir, hair and eggs and blood, lixivium. We must all seek the refiner’s fire and later Paracelcius’s ensouled matter. And all is mercury sulphur and salt the fiat lux and so there we will find the Donor of chaos and fire bordered by the Yliadium from mother to death, fruit and chaos and so I will speak to no one.
7 months ago
(Cyberpunk, futuristic, dystopian underworld, high detail, cinematic lighting, dark and moody atmosphere) A wiry and gaunt man with sunken, exhausted eyes that have a manic glint, framed by dark circles from years of working in dimly lit back-alley clinics. His pale skin looks sickly under the flickering neon light, and his thin face is lined with tension, his lips slightly parted as if muttering to himself. His hair is unkempt, streaked with oil and grime, further emphasizing his haggard, overworked look. He wears a dingy off-white lab coat, once pristine but now stained with grease, blood, and years of unwashed grime. The fabric is frayed at the edges, hanging loosely over his thin frame. His cybernetic enhancements are crude and patched-together, a collection of exposed wiring and rusted plating barely held together. His left shoulder has a mechanical plating rig, jagged and uneven, with loose bolts and sparking neon-blue wiring protruding in places. His chipped tooth shows when he speaks, adding to his rough, jittery appearance. The background is a dark, cluttered ripperdoc lab, filled with outdated cybernetic parts, flickering monitors, and half-functioning medical equipment. The air is thick with smoke from a nearby vent, and a dull, flickering green med-lab light casts eerie shadows across the scene. A neon-red light from the alley outside spills through a cracked window, contrasting with the cold surgical glow of malfunctioning overhead lamps. The atmosphere is gritty, chaotic, and oppressive, embodying the tension of a street-level surgeon who exists between life and death, law and crime. Rendered in ultra-detailed, cinematic composition, sharp focus, 8K resolution, ray tracing, cyberpunk noir aesthetics, high contrast lighting, depth of field, volumetric lighting, intricate detailing, realistic skin texture, futuristic urban decay, science fiction concept art, hyper-realistic digital painting, dramatic chiaroscuro lighting, neon reflections, moody atmosphere, cybernetic enhancements, grunge aesthetic. Negative Prompt: (bad composition, low detail, low resolution, deformed anatomy, distorted features, asymmetrical face, extra limbs, missing fingers, unrealistic eyes, unnatural skin texture, overly stylized, washed-out colors, blurry, poorly rendered cybernetics, uncanny valley, cartoonish, low-quality render, watermark, text, overexposed lighting, excessive glow, lack of contrast, amateurish design, low effort, duplicate elements, broken limbs, unbalanced composition, generic design, bad perspective, flat shading, soft focus, dull colors, clean or polished cybernetics, generic futuristic doctor, overly heroic pose, pristine environment)
3 months ago
Fire and atoms are but bursting corpuscles. The seventy books of Jabir, hair and eggs and blood, lixivium. We must all seek the refiner’s fire and later Paracelcius’s ensouled matter. And all is mercury sulphur and salt the fiat lux and so there we will find the Donor of chaos and fire bordered by the Yliadium from mother to death, fruit and chaos and so I will speak to no one.
3 months ago
RAW de Jose Maria Aznar con su bigote estilo años 90, A hyper-realistic portrait of a Spanish statesman with slick dark hair, thick eyebrows and a distinctive mustache, serious expression, olive-toned skin, wearing a navy blue suit and red tie, speaking at a podium with the Spanish flag softly blurred in the background. Cinematic lighting, shallow depth of field, 85mm lens, professional press photo style, soft shadows and natural detail in skin texture. The man looks focused and resolute, as if delivering an important message during a political event.
7 months ago
Person A and Person B are forbidden to speak to each other. However, they strike up a friendship that leads to them dating. All the while having to keep it a secret from everyone.
4 months ago
A cinematic album cover in 16:9 aspect ratio, inspired by U2's visual aesthetic, with a vast, atmospheric landscape that subtly hints at the beauty of the Irish countryside. The scene is a dynamic composition, bathed in dramatic lighting that creates a sense of awe and introspection. The landscape is dominated by a dramatic sky, painted in hues of deep orange and violet, reflecting on a rugged, possibly coastal, terrain. A weathered stone wall, a recurring motif in Irish landscapes, adds a subtle texture that speaks to the passage of time and human presence. Hints of mist and cloud add depth and an ethereal quality to the scene. The figure of a woman with long, auburn hair, standing in the midst of this landscape, is a focal point, suggesting a theme of individual resilience and introspection against the backdrop of a vast and sometimes challenging world. The lighting enhances the sense of a journey, and the interplay of light and shadow evokes feelings of hope and vulnerability. This image captures a moment of introspection and transition, echoing the essence of U2's musical narratives.
9 months ago
High resolution photography, evoking the grittiness of classic cinema with an intimate, psychological twist, close-up, frontal profile with strategic lighting to accentuate features and create depth, digital photography, with a strong emphasis on texture and contrast, Canon EOS 5D Mark IV, preferred for its full-frame sensor that captures detailed gradations in tone, Canon EF 85mm f/1. 2L II USM, offering shallow depth of field and exceptional bokeh, manual mode, using a single off-camera flash with a snoot to direct a focused beam of light, camera on a tripod for stability, black female in her mid-thirties, with a gaze that maintains an introspective stillness, capturing reflections where the light touches, and her eyes are sunken, underlined by a frown, indicative of concentration or internal conflict, minimalist, to avoid distracting from the emotive presence of the subject, the absence of a background ensures that all the narrative weight is carried by the subject's expression and the play of light on the skin, void of context, darkness envelops the woman, focusing attention on the stark contrast of light and shadow on her face, low key, with a singular source creating a diagonal division across the face, symbolizing the thematic play of the chiaroscuro technique between revelation and concealment, light reflects off the ridges of the woman's facial features; The thoughtful position of her hand, with fingers resting gently but firmly against her chin, adds to the introspective quality, the portrait invites the viewer into a moment of private reflection, accentuated by a deep silence that speaks volumes, and serves as a canvas for the viewer's own interpretations of light, shadow, and the layers of the human condition, ultra realistic, UHD, lots of detail --ar 9:16 --style raw --stylize 600
3 months ago
Joan Baptista van Helmont the philosopher by fire and atoms are but bursting corpuscles. The seventy books of Jabir, hair and eggs and blood, lixivium. We must all seek the refiner’s fire and later Paracelcius’s ensouled matter. And all is mercury sulphur and salt the fiat lux and so there we will find the Donor of chaos and fire bordered by the Yliadium from mother to death, fruit and chaos and so I will speak to no one.
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