AI Extravaganza; Part Three
What? I had a request for fish.
I told you my next post would be “all-human” stuff, no AI.
Well, I lied. Many apologies. (Oh, PS, this may be too long for email.)
I decided to throw this together tonight. I will be focusing on my “all-human” post throughout the week, intermittently, between human experiences and work.
Some people do meme posts.
When a meme lord shows up to look at your AI-prompted images:
He rolls up in style.
Then he lets you know that he has your back.
And I said, “Presto there are fish!” *key music like a snake charmer. Do do doo doo doo, do do doo doo doo doo dooooo…..
I offer you this fish.
Fish in the desert? Only in a portal, I guess….
I do believe that someone was talking about Synchron City,
! Here are some underwater versions.
Many people think that AI is running rampant everywhere and is completely out of control. Well, that’s true. If you anthropomorphize it, it can be a little creepy
But sometimes, GURL, it looks so good….I forget.
I mean it makes some stunners
It is a lot to take in.
But when I survey all that I have prompted with AI, I feel so satisfied, I can’t help it.
Sometimes it feels like you walked through a portal and there was a portal guard there smoking too much weed or something and you inhaled all his smoke when you walked through the door before you could acclimate to a new dimension. And other times it just feels like you just made a good prompt.
But it’s hard not to love the results when it gives you such cute and snuggly friends to love.
And it can be very entertaining.
“………When the moon hits yer eye like a priest in the sky, that’s amore’ ..….”
This guy is having a rough day and I think some of his friends are too.
Let me tell you a wedding story:
First, they met and fell in love, of course.
He thought she was booty-full
They decided to connect like Mycellium.
Things were going great. He thought she was a gem.
He asked her to marry him and she had a picture taken in her dress of choice.
They started auditioning great guitar players for the wedding
This guitarist is in the FLOW.
She could already see them being married and was alight with a psychotic glow.
They had to hire some extra musicians because an amazing priestess showed up and wowed them with her piano-playing and singing abilities, so they hired her too.
They both had a love of the land,
And traveled to many beautiful places together.
She dreamed of him as her knight with whom she would soon bear a child! (don’t worry, it was a dream. The baby can fly) .
One day, while they were traveling, he ran into an old girlfriend of his.
She tried to steal his heart again.
She took over his biology. He couldn’t help himself. (image of biology)
He broke up with his fiance’ and took the wedding invitations she had made and burned them.
His best man was disappointed because he had just bought himself a nice suit for the wedding.
SHE HAD HAD IT!
They were supposed to have their honeymoon at the Overlook Hotel, it was already booked so she went there anyway, by herself.
She saw a glowing portal and entered it.
When she came back, she was not the same. She became disenchanted with men and decided to go into a cave of candles with hair spray in her hair and feathered boots on in hopes of setting herself on fire.
She managed it.
After that, she was never seen again. Local lore says she became a spirit that haunted the woods near the cave where she died.
She should have just meditated on it and she could have healed.
Well, we will let sleeping dragons lie. There’s nothing to be done about it now.
The end.
By the way, I just wanted to give you an update on our friend the Sasquatch. He was recently in trouble for jumping out to scare the priest while he was playing for a very important event. He scared him good too. The priest says he is afraid to play guitar again.
The Sasquatch was told he had to sit in the corner for the rest of the day. Here he is glowering and angry.
But he is used to it, everyone. He spent a lot of time grounded to his cave growing up. He spent his time in the corner ruminating about being left behind when he was very young and his family was hunting for food.
Once he was no longer sequestered in the corner, he started playing guitar in place of the priest. This gave him a newfound confidence. So he decided to start working out every day too.
Needless to say, no one will be putting HIM in a corner again.
And finally, I always have to throw a few pianos in for good measure.
Here is a pianist who didn’t play so well that evening. Her hands hurt too much from trying to climb up onto the platform; there were no stairs. She could barely play, it was embarrassing.
And then there is “extreme piano playing”, a dangerous game, it’s new so you may not have heard of it.…..
So, in the end
Let’s focus on our dreams.
Let’s rise from the deep, so deep…
And plant some seeds
And reflect on beauty.
……..Me waiting for that matrix guy to come back so I can kick his ass.
May all the children be removed from darkness
And may we all have peace.
Here is to you all.
Hail to you, Queen Promptress, temptress, driven to excess beauty and sublime insanity!
I know you're trying to make me disloyal to my new wittle lion cub. I've closed all my windows just to see him. The little fish kissing his forehead, so precious!
But now you have other little pets. The baby monkey! Infant Sasquatch! You could put footie pajamas on a komodo dragon and make it cute! And my underwater Synchron Cities give me such a feeling of serenity. The hovering turtle! the jellyfish! And I meant to mention the mosaic grouper in the gorge, but he got eclipsed.
If AI is bad, I don't wanna be good. Especially if I can be bad in hot pink fur leggings!
When she came back, she was not the same. She became disenchanted with men and decided to go into a cave of candles with hair spray in her hair and feathered boots on in hopes of setting herself on fire....
She managed it.
LOL!!! Dead!!!!!
I hope you slept well...you deserve it, after so generously offering up so many delectable new sights of beauty and strangeness to all us lucky ones. xo