Personas borrosas mirandole riendose a carcajadas Prompts

figura oscura Shrek astral riendose como un papucho disfrutando del granizado en la playa todo detallado y piel realista, es hawaiano, toda la materia resplandece neon, hiervas altas aromaticas y espesas que traen niebla y dan sombras contrastando eclipse y reflejos, subrealista, personas borrosas mirandole riendose a carcajadas, alucinaciones, desenfocado, colores intensos, guardianes gigantes de piedra con escudo y ojos rojos, fondo desenfocado grabado en camara

figura oscura Shrek astral riendose como un papucho disfrutando del granizado en la playa todo detallado y piel realista, es hawaiano, toda la materia resplandece neon, hiervas altas aromaticas y espesas que traen niebla y dan sombras contrastando eclipse y reflejos, subrealista, personas borrosas mirandole riendose a carcajadas, alucinaciones, desenfocado, colores intensos, guardianes gigantes de piedra con escudo y ojos rojos, fondo desenfocado grabado en camara

figura oscura Shrek astral riendose como un papucho disfrutando del granizado en la playa todo detallado y piel realista, es hawaiano, toda la materia resplandece neon, hiervas altas aromaticas y espesas que traen niebla y dan sombras contrastando eclipse y reflejos, subrealista, personas borrosas mirandole riendose a carcajadas, alucinaciones, desenfocado, colores intensos, guardianes gigantes de piedra con escudo y ojos rojos, fondo desenfocado grabado en camara

gypsy women

after the show empty old circus dungeon synth people in the shadow

a crowd of faceless people

se abrazan y se besan y se van andando, la gente va caminando

a crowd of faceless people

Thea people as top circus clowns

seule et mendiante

se besan y se van andando, la gente va caminando

se besan y se van andando, la gente va caminando

mujer con la cara de barro

que empiecen a pasar por detrás enanos en bañador y ellas aplaudan

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).

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).

quatro mendigos extremamente feios de rosto, de calça arriada até o joelho,abraçam por trás e cheiram dois homens com glúteos avantajados dentro de um beco às escuras no subúrbio de Madureira, no Rio de janeiro, perto da estação de trem. um deles está ajoelhado admirando as cuecas bem de perto e os outros estão de péquatro mendigos extremamente feios de rosto, de calça arriada até o joelho,abraçam por trás e cheiram dois homens com glúteos avantajados dentro de um beco às escuras no subúrbio de Madureira, no Rio de janeiro, perto da estação de trem. um deles está ajoelhado admirando as cuecas bem de perto e os outros estão de pé

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).

Why were all the suspects damaged in flesh? Dirt road to wet distance. Numbered men, eyes like nail points, unmoving.

Quiero que me pongas al tipo de referencia yendo a través de una marabunta de gente, a contracorriente.

Living out visions. I was on the interrogation stage, I was black in a white cage and there before me the black millions approached marching, gathering, but in the middle distance a dozen or so were painfully white, somehow special, clearly destined to fulfil my fate. --chaos 10 --ar 3:4 --raw

She was standing on the kerbside when I passed her in my car. She hadn't moved a muscle when I walked back to find her. That’s when (I saw her tears:1.9). She was dirty and wet in the rain. Her hands were deep in the pockets of her scruffy Duffle coat. She had a (faded star tattooed:1.9) on her pale shaved head and a red scarf around her throat. (She was staring into nothingness:1.9). (Her grey abandoned eyes were like dirty windows:1.9) where life light enters, finds no purpose, fades, and dies. Sad, macabre, enigmatic.

White Clowns women with white hair in an elaborate costume made of lace and crystal, five of them standing next to each other in the style of Mark Ryden and Nicoletta Ceccoli. The background is a dark, black, hyper-realistic photography. --ar 101:67 --stylize 0

que empiecen a pasar enanos reales en bañador y ellas aplaudan