Prompt: I thought for a long time and was in doubt for a long time, What is there to look at the earth from above; Or does everything flow without order through blindness, And there is no providence from heaven in the entire universe. However, having looked at the harmony of the heavenly lights, Earth, seas and rivers kindness and decency, Change of days, nights, appearance of the moon, He recognized that we were created by divine power.
Prompt: I thought for a long time and was in doubt for a long time, What is there to look at the earth from above; Or does everything flow without order through blindness, And there is no providence from heaven in the entire universe. However, having looked at the harmony of the heavenly lights, Earth, seas and rivers kindness and decency, Change of days, nights, appearance of the moon, He recognized that we were created by divine power.
Prompt: In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. 3 And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. 4 God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness. 5 God called the light “day,” and the darkness he called “night.” And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day. 6 And God said, “Let there be a vault between the waters to separate water from water.”
Prompt: \"Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone?\"
Prompt: In the beginning of God's creation of heaven and earth, the earth was formless and empty, and darkness was over the waters; and God's mighty wind caused storms.
Prompt: Imagine that you are halfway through a long journey, traveling through a beautiful and unfamiliar landscape. You have been walking for hours, and the sun is beginning to set. As you look around, you see that the landscape is changing. The trees are taller and more densely packed, and the air is cooler and fresher. You hear the sound of a rushing stream nearby, and you begin to feel a sense of renewed energy and determination. Despite the fatigue of your journey so far, you know that you have much further to go. You take a deep breath and continue on, determined to reach your destination no matter what obstacles may lie ahead.
Prompt: The wise can simplify and clarify complex matters. Conversely, some intentionally create trouble, making easy things difficult and resulting in complications. Initially, one might attribute it to foolishness, but now I realize there is another intention behind it. However, the thoughts of people are subtle and difficult to thoroughly fathom.
Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: Earth above and Earth below:The Earth contains and sustains.In this situation, the Superior Person should not take the initiative; he should follow the initiative of another.He should seek receptive allies in the southwest; he should break ties with immovable allies in the northeast.Responsive devotion.Receptive influence.Sublime Success if you keep to your course
Prompt: By all means I should understand, But I cannot seem to keep my hands On that truth that shall be praised, As the one to let us be saved. Dear God, fundamental truth may be granted, But can't my thought be counted? As a right in this world, Where objectivity left me no choice But to blend in such a foist.
Prompt: Continuing from the previous scene, God's divine craftsmanship unfolds as He creates two great lights: the greater light to rule the day and the lesser light to rule the night. With an extraordinary display of creative power, the sun and moon come into existence, shining their radiant beams upon the earth. Alongside these celestial luminaries, God adorns the firmament of the heavens with a multitude of stars, illuminating the night sky with their twinkling brilliance. The atmosphere is filled with a sense of awe and reverence as the lights in the firmament fulfill their purpose, casting their luminous glow upon the earth. The movie style for this captivating video is a blend of realism and celestial enchantment, capturing the majesty and wonder of the cosmos. Cinematic elements include sweeping shots of the sun's golden rays illuminating the landscape, followed by graceful transitions to the moon casting its gentle glow upon the nocturnal world. The stars should be portrayed with a sense of ethereal beauty, evoking a feeling of infinite possibilities and cosmic connection. Lighting should reflect the brilliance of the sun, the softness of the moon, and the sparkling allure of the stars. The video should be in 4K resolution, allowing for every detail of this celestial spectacle to be appreciated. --gs 22 --neg \"no eclipses\" --ar 16:9 --seed 2468
Prompt: A captivating sense of wonder and awe, standing in the foreboding as the world awaits an unknown threat, capturing the anticipation and suspenseful uneasiness preceding the looming and imminent disaster, as suggested by “Awaiting What Comeths”
Negative: low detail in depth field
Prompt: And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration:—feelings too Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man’s life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love
Prompt: There are many different lights; Countless suns are burning there, The peoples there and the circle of centuries: For the common glory of the deity The power of nature is equal there. But where, nature, is your law
Prompt: concept album cover, photo Realistic, masutepiece, Realistic, High contrast, hyper Detailed, Best Quality, 超A high resolution, photo Realistic, High resolution, Detailed, Raw photo, Kyoko Kirigiri, Long hair, Purple hair, Side braid, Blunt bangs, Hair Ribbon, a black ribbon, High collar, Brown tie, Black Motorcycle Jacket, Long sleeves, Black Gloves, Black mini skirt, Pleated skirt,(( Black long boots)), (((Full Shot))), Danganronpa \\(Series\\), Street, Full Shot, Looking at Viewer, White shirt, Woman, (((From below))), Busy city, foreshortening, (Pose Seductive), Looking at Viewer, mad, (eyecontact), japanaese girl,
Style: Craft Clay
Prompt: Create a minimalistic and soft-colored 3D rendering of an astronaut floating serenely in space, inspired by Blender's subtle aesthetics. The astronaut's suit should be rendered in pastel hues, with smooth contours and a matte texture for a modern and stylized appearance. Surrounding the astronaut, depict a series of Bitcoins in an assortment of soft, muted metallic tones, like gold, silver, and pale bronze, gently illuminated by a diffuse light source to enhance the tender color palette. They should be placed in a zero-gravity dance around the astronaut, but keep the design simple and the forms abstract. The background should be a white. The overall lighting should be subtle and diffuse, with no harsh shadows or bright highlights, to evoke a sense of tranquility and minimalism
Style: 3D Model
Prompt: A little light suddenly shines in the darkness, and mankind uses the light to create many things, and the world of science and technology rises up
Prompt: /imagine \"Dear A\u0026T, Dear A\u0026T, a monument indeed Around thy base with grateful hearts behold thy students kneel We bless the power that gave thee birth to help us in our need We’ll ever strive while here on earth All loyalty to yield With joy, with joy, dear A\u0026T, thy students turn from thee To spread thy trophies year by year From Dare to Cherokee. Dear A\u0026T, Dear A\u0026T, the signet thou shalt be Set by our great old commonwealth, proud boaster of the free She'd have the record of her worth on granite not inscribed Nay, let the children of her birth proclaim it by their lives Dear A\u0026T, Dear A\u0026T, henceforth our aim shall be By precepts wise and deeds more sure to bless the State through thee The arts of industry to wield against an idle foe A harvest rich from ripened fields or what thy students sow.\", blue and gold
Prompt: /imagine \"Dear A\u0026T, Dear A\u0026T, a monument indeed Around thy base with grateful hearts behold thy students kneel We bless the power that gave thee birth to help us in our need We’ll ever strive while here on earth All loyalty to yield With joy, with joy, dear A\u0026T, thy students turn from thee To spread thy trophies year by year From Dare to Cherokee. Dear A\u0026T, Dear A\u0026T, the signet thou shalt be Set by our great old commonwealth, proud boaster of the free She'd have the record of her worth on granite not inscribed Nay, let the children of her birth proclaim it by their lives Dear A\u0026T, Dear A\u0026T, henceforth our aim shall be By precepts wise and deeds more sure to bless the State through thee The arts of industry to wield against an idle foe A harvest rich from ripened fields or what thy students sow.\", blue and gold, (black people: 1.7)
Prompt: an image described by: And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration:—feelings too Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man’s life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love
Prompt: an image described by: And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration:—feelings too Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man’s life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love
Prompt: The ray of the golden sun of darkness was hidden by a veil,And suddenly there was a wall between us again.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-aThe night will pass, the morning will be clear,I know happiness awaits you and me,The night will pass, the rainy season will pass,The sun will rise, the sun will rise.The birds stopped singing, the starlight touched the roofs,In the hour of sadness and sorrow, you will hear my voice.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Prompt: The ray of the golden sun of darkness was hidden by a veil,And suddenly there was a wall between us again.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-aThe night will pass, the morning will be clear,I know happiness awaits you and me,The night will pass, the rainy season will pass,The sun will rise, the sun will rise.The birds stopped singing, the starlight touched the roofs,In the hour of sadness and sorrow, you will hear my voice.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Prompt: The ray of the golden sun of darkness was hidden by a veil,And suddenly there was a wall between us again.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-aThe night will pass, the morning will be clear,I know happiness awaits you and me,The night will pass, the rainy season will pass,The sun will rise, the sun will rise.
Prompt: The ray of the golden sun of darkness was hidden by a veil,And suddenly there was a wall between us again.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-aThe night will pass, the morning will be clear,I know happiness awaits you and me,The night will pass, the rainy season will pass,The sun will rise, the sun will rise.
Prompt: We inherit the earth, we inherit the war. I inhabit the wound, I dwell in the harm. The past still echoes through our dreams: Plant the Tree of Life inside the Heart of the Machine.
Prompt: Everything on the outside is just a projection of one's inner self. If the heart is still, any external noise will not cause waves in the inner lake. Therefore, a true wise man does not stay away from the hustle and bustle of cars and horses, but builds fences and grows chrysanthemums in his heart. The real strong person is not to stay away from the reality of suffering, but to cultivate inner meditation.
Prompt: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.
Prompt: And why is it so when you shine Beckon to the sky, into wide arms? Look tenderly, you caress your heart, Heavenly stars, distant stars!
Prompt: And why is it so when you shine Beckon to the sky, into wide arms? Look tenderly, you caress your heart, Heavenly stars, distant stars!
Prompt: I will feel to the exact extent that I coincide with meaning, to which it ceases to be situated in the objective world and to which it means nothing to me.
Prompt: Omnipotent power, radiant omnipresence, cosmic majesty; eternal authority, celestial ubiquity, transcendent sovereignty; boundless might, everywhere essence, omnipotent, omnipresent, divine rule, cosmic gaze, omnipotent force, omnipresent spirit, eternal reign, limitless presence, sovereign omnipotence, pervasive divinity, supreme power, all-encompassing existence, infinite majesty, omnipresent energy, all-powerful being, omnipotent deity, universal omnipresence, omnipotent omnipresence
Prompt: Omnipotent power, radiant omnipresence, cosmic majesty; eternal authority, celestial ubiquity, transcendent sovereignty; boundless might, everywhere essence, omnipotent, omnipresent, divine rule, cosmic gaze, omnipotent force, omnipresent spirit, eternal reign, limitless presence, sovereign omnipotence, pervasive divinity, supreme power, all-encompassing existence, infinite majesty, omnipresent energy, all-powerful being, omnipotent deity, universal omnipresence, omnipotent omnipresence
Prompt: A spiritual picture, a line runs through the world and the underworld, entwining the living and the dead.
Prompt: Dances sunlight, carves pathways, weaves dreams, ignites fires, paints horizons, orchestrates mornings, sculpts silhouettes, harvests hope, captains adventures, spins tales, nurtures blooms, forges destinies, charts stars, kindles laughter, anchors tempests, composes symphonies, crafts wonders, pilots reveries, engineers bridges, blossoms fiercely.
Prompt: Boy, boy with hoodie, half robot, profile picture, Ava, scary face, cyber puk style, Anima style, scary face, red eyes, red mouth
Prompt: once i rose above the noise and confusion just to get a glimps beyond this illusion inset a course for winds of fortune yadda yadda masquerading as a man with a reason my charade is the event of the season and if i claim to be a wise man it surely means that i dont know cast about like a ship on the ocean something about devotion etc etc
Prompt: Woe to you, oh earth and sea For the Devil sends the beast with wrath Because he knows the time is short Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast For it is a human number Its number is six hundred and sixty-six I left alone, my mind was blank I needed time to think To get the memories from my mind What did I see? Can I believe? That what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy? Just what I saw in my old dreams Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me? 'Cause in my dreams it's always there The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair Night was black, was no use holding back 'Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me? In the mist, dark figures move and twist Was all this for real or just some kind of Hell? Six six six, the number of the beast Hell and fire was spawned to be released Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised As they start to cry, hands held to the sky In the night, the fires are burning bright The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done Six six six, the number of the beast Sacrifice is going on tonight This can't go on, I must inform the law Can this still be real, or just some crazy dream? But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes Seem to mesmerize, can't avoid their eyes Six six six, the number of the beast Six six six, the one for you and me I'm coming back, I will return And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn I have the fire, I have the force I have the power to make my evil take its course
Prompt: Let not my love be call'd idolatry, Nor my beloved as an idol show, Since all alike my songs and praises be To one, of one, still such, and ever so. Kind is my love to-day, to-morrow kind, Still constant in a wondrous excellence;
Prompt: an image described by:All Nature is taught in radiant ways to move, All beings are in myself embraced. O fiery boundless Heart of joy and love, How art thou beating in a mortal’s breast ! It is Thy rapture flaming through my nerves And all my cells and atoms thrill with Thee ; My body thy vessel is and only serves As a living wine-cup of Thy ecstasy.
Prompt: From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were—I have not seen As others saw—I could not bring My passions from a common spring— From the same source I have not taken My sorrow—I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone— And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone— Then—in my childhood—in the dawn Of a most stormy life—was drawn From ev’ry depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still— From the torrent, or the fountain— From the red cliff of the mountain— From the sun that ’round me roll’d In its autumn tint of gold— From the lightning in the sky As it pass’d me flying by— From the thunder, and the storm— And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view—
Prompt: It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Annabel Lee— With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me— Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Prompt: It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Annabel Lee— With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me— Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea. Style: Photograph
Prompt: A sense of foreboding as the world awaits an unknown threat, capturing the anticipation and suspenseful uneasiness preceding the looming and imminent disaster, as suggested by “Awaiting What Comeths”
Prompt: wise man with guiding hands, whose eyes shine in darkness, please take me to where i belong, listen to my phrase of wisdom, open your eyes to the vision of life, your image of purity shows,
