an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside

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    better reign in hell than be a thrall in heaven
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    a portrait photo of an ethereal beauty, a cyberpunk girl bathing in neon light, her eyes are black as obsidian and a cruel smile plays on her lips, slightly exposing her pointy fangs,  as she is searching for her victim, her hairs are very short on one side, but kong on the other, she wears black leather clothing
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    a kunoichi in the sengoku period, hiding in the shadows in a japanese castle courtyard at night, her mission is to gather intel about the lord of the castle, not eliminate him, the air is tense an she is putting her life on the line
    the liquid time of shut summer afternoon, through the window shades sunbeams trickle into the room, illuminating the lazy dust partcles in the air, so they seem like miniscule fireflies. the shadow of the ceiling ventilator makes its way slowly along the floor and the walls. on the table is a near empty bottle of whisky. a hand holds a full glass of it with a big melting icecube. the hand belongs to a woman with ash blonde hair and empty eyes. she is past her prime but still retains a shimmer of her former beauty. her lips are curled in a self deprecating smile as she reminisces the crossroads of her life choices and where she thinks she lost her way. woman, drinking,
    Es neigte ein Schwanenkönig
Seinen Hals auf das Wasser hinab
Sein Gefieder war wei﷿ wie am ersten Tag
Rein wie Sirenenton
Und im Glitzern der Morgensonne
Sieht er in den Spiegel der Wellen hinein
Und mit brechenden Augen wei﷿ er
Das wird sein Abschied sein
Wenn ein Schwan singt, schweigen die Tiere
Wenn ein Schwan singt, lauschen die Tiere
Und sie raunen sich leise zu, raunen sich leise zu
Es ist ein Schwanenkönig, der in Liebe stirbt
Und es began der Schwanenkönig
Zu singen sein erstes Lied,
Unter der Trauerweide
Wo er sein Leben geliebt
Und er singt in den schönsten Tönen
Die man je auf Erden gehört
Von der Schönheit dieser Erde
Die ihn unsterblich betört
Wenn ein Schwan singt, schweigen die Tiere
Wenn ein Schwan singt, lauschen die Tiere
Und sie raunen sich leise zu, raunen sich leise zu
Es ist ein Schwanenkönig, der in Liebe stirbt
Und es singt der Schwanenkönig
Seinen ganzen letzten Tag
Bis sich die Abendsonne
Still ins Dunkelrot flieht
Lautlos die Trauerweide
Senkt ihre Blätter wie Lanzen hinab
Leiser und leiser die Töne
Bis das letzte Licht im Gesang verglüht
Wenn ein Schwan singt, lauschen die Tiere
Wenn ein Schwan singt, schweigen die Tiere
Und sie neigen sich tief hinab, raunen sich leise zu
Es ist ein Schwanenkönig, der in Liebe stirbt
    a woman with absurdly long black hair and clad in a semitransparent white gown is riding a pitch black horse on a pittoressque beach in full gallop without a saddle. her hair is flowing in the wind as the horses hooves splash into the shallow waves at the waterline. her face is happy, almost ecstatic, as the wind and sun fight for enhancing her otherworldly beauty. in the background jagged rocks and cliffs hit by enormous waves give the image a hard contrast with the gebaute of the riding girl. the scene is both ethereal and menacing at the same time.
    extremely detailed, absurdres, raw photo, best quality,
a watercolor painting of the tokyo skyline at sunset as seen from odaiba island
    extremely detailed, absurdres, raw photo, best quality,
a watercolor painting of the tokyo skyline at sunset as seen from odaiba island
    Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    The young woman has short, curly auburn hair that frames her face in soft ringlets, catching the sunlight and revealing subtle highlights of copper and gold. Her flower crown, made of delicate purple and yellow wildflowers, rests gracefully atop her head, complementing her hair color and adding a whimsical touch to her appearance.
Her facial features are soft and feminine, with a smooth, fair complexion that appears to glow in the natural light. She has expressive, almond-shaped eyes that gaze directly at the camera, conveying a sense of serenity and confidence. Her nose is small and slightly upturned, while her lips are full and curved into a gentle, closed-mouth smile, hinting at her peaceful demeanor.
The young woman's neck is slender and elongated, exposed by the scoop neckline of her white dress. Her shoulders are bare, with the short, puffed sleeves of the dress resting just below them, revealing her toned upper arms. The dress cinches at her waist, accentuating her feminine silhouette before flowing loosely over her hips and ending at mid-thigh, leaving her lean, shapely legs visible.
Her hands are delicate, with one resting gently against the rough bark of the tree trunk, showcasing her connection to nature. The other hand is not clearly visible in the image. Overall, the young woman's appearance is a harmonious blend of natural beauty, grace, and an ethereal quality that perfectly complements the idyllic outdoor setting.
    extremely detailed, absurdres, raw photo, best quality,
a mouthwatering perfect photo of a otoro fatty tuna nigiri, served on an artsysqure black plate with a knob of freshly grated wasabi. the ray skin grater and the wasabi root are neatly arranged on a wooden board together with tiny bowl of soy sauce
    a geisha doing a tea ceremony in an ancient shinto temple. Her unsettling face hints at her being undead and her client is a shinigami, sitting across the table and sipping matcha from an artisan tea bowl.
    extremely detailed, absurdres, raw photo, best quality,
a mouthwatering perfect photo of a otoro fatty tuna nigiri, served on an artsysqure black plate with a knob of freshly grated wasabi. the ray skin grater and the wasabi root are neatly arranged on a wooden board together with tiny bowl of soy sauce
    lives, all mortal lives expire, souls go to their doom in flames forever more.
    a tall and sweet woman walking through the streets in business attire with stockings, skirt, white blouse and blazer on a rainy day, her hair a nd clothes are dripping wet and her makeup is runny, but her mood is still bright
woman, very tall, rain, wet hair, runny makeup, smile, sweet face, long hair
    extremely detailed, absurdres, raw photo, best quality,
a mouthwatering perfect photo of a otoro fatty tuna nigiri, served on an artsysqure black plate with a knob of freshly grated wasabi. the ray skin grater and the wasabi root are neatly arranged on a wooden board together with tiny bowl of soy sauce
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