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    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    ral-frctlgmtry, Surr3@l,
A sprawling, infinite fractal landscape stretches beneath you, where the ground pulses with neon greens, blues, and purples, spiraling endlessly into itself. Floating fractal pyramids twist and fold in the air, their metallic surfaces reflecting impossible colors. Above, a swirling sky made of electric blue lightning fractures reality itself, with massive humanoid shapes of glass and shadow warping and reforming.
At the center, a colossal fractal eye watches, its golden iris expanding and collapsing into spirals of black and gold. Fractal tendrils reach across the horizon, connecting everything in this realm of endless, shifting creation and destruction.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    ral-frctlgmtry, Surr3@l,
A sprawling, infinite fractal landscape stretches beneath you, where the ground pulses with neon greens, blues, and purples, spiraling endlessly into itself. Floating fractal pyramids twist and fold in the air, their metallic surfaces reflecting impossible colors. Above, a swirling sky made of electric blue lightning fractures reality itself, with massive humanoid shapes of glass and shadow warping and reforming.
At the center, a colossal fractal eye watches, its golden iris expanding and collapsing into spirals of black and gold. Fractal tendrils reach across the horizon, connecting everything in this realm of endless, shifting creation and destruction.
    A masterpiece of intricate line work, with expressive contrasts, dynamic lighting, of the shattered cracked ground of the Neo-Oceania desert in the foreground, with a high-contrast twilight sky over a city of high-tech cyberpunk, high-tech orderly low-life style, with a technological pyramid, a space elevator in which it's tower stretches all the way up beyond the clouds in the middle frame which is made of triangulated trusses similar to a crane jib but not exactly like a crane.
    ral-frctlgmtry, Surr3@l,
A sprawling, infinite fractal landscape stretches beneath you, where the ground pulses with neon greens, blues, and purples, spiraling endlessly into itself. Floating fractal pyramids twist and fold in the air, their metallic surfaces reflecting impossible colors. Above, a swirling sky made of electric blue lightning fractures reality itself, with massive humanoid shapes of glass and shadow warping and reforming.
At the center, a colossal fractal eye watches, its golden iris expanding and collapsing into spirals of black and gold. Fractal tendrils reach across the horizon, connecting everything in this realm of endless, shifting creation and destruction.
    3D art, Abstract 3D geometiric shapes floating in harmonious patterns. Spheres, cubes, and pyramids made from stained glass. Beautiful harmony pleasing to the eye.  It could be a beautiful space you would want to float in to experience tranquility.
    3D art, Abstract 3D geometiric shapes arranged in harmonious patterns. Spheres, cubes, and pyramids made from stained glass. Beautiful harmony pleasing to the eye.  It could be a beautiful space you would want to float in to experience tranquility.
    A masterpiece of intricate line work, with expressive contrasts, dynamic lighting, of the shattered cracked ground of the Neo-Oceania desert in the foreground, with a high-contrast twilight sky over a city of high-tech cyberpunk, high-tech orderly low-life style, with a technological pyramid, a space elevator in which it's tower stretches all the way up beyond the clouds in the middle frame which is made of triangulated trusses similar to a crane jib but not exactly like a crane.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.
    ral-frctlgmtry, Surr3@l,
A sprawling, infinite fractal landscape stretches beneath you, where the ground pulses with neon greens, blues, and purples, spiraling endlessly into itself. Floating fractal pyramids twist and fold in the air, their metallic surfaces reflecting impossible colors. Above, a swirling sky made of electric blue lightning fractures reality itself, with massive humanoid shapes of glass and shadow warping and reforming.
At the center, a colossal fractal eye watches, its golden iris expanding and collapsing into spirals of black and gold. Fractal tendrils reach across the horizon, connecting everything in this realm of endless, shifting creation and destruction.
    A futuristic Egyptian pharaoh, a divine cybernetic god, adorned in gold and obsidian exoskeletal armor with glowing neon blue circuitry. Their headdress is an advanced metallic crown with holographic ankh symbols floating above. Their eyes emit a radiant golden glow, scanning the digital sands of a neon-lit cyber-Egypt. Behind them, towering pyramids made of crystalline energy pulse with electric currents. Around the pharaoh, cyber-priests with robotic limbs bow in worship, projecting holographic hieroglyphs spelling 'Buzz' in radiant glyphs of light. The air crackles with energy, and a colossal Anubis AI statue looms in the background, its mechanical eyes scanning the futuristic temple.
    ral-frctlgmtry, Surr3@l,
A sprawling, infinite fractal landscape stretches beneath you, where the ground pulses with neon greens, blues, and purples, spiraling endlessly into itself. Floating fractal pyramids twist and fold in the air, their metallic surfaces reflecting impossible colors. Above, a swirling sky made of electric blue lightning fractures reality itself, with massive humanoid shapes of glass and shadow warping and reforming.
At the center, a colossal fractal eye watches, its golden iris expanding and collapsing into spirals of black and gold. Fractal tendrils reach across the horizon, connecting everything in this realm of endless, shifting creation and destruction.
    I also stood in Satan’s bosom & beheld its desolatons:
A ruin’d Man, a ruin’d building of God not made with hands;
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible;
Its pits & declivities flowing with molten ore & fountains
Of pitch & nitre; its ruin’d palaces & cities & mighty works;
Its furnaces of affliction, in which his Angels & Emanations
Labour with blacken’d visages among its stupendous ruins,
Arches & pyramids & porches, colonnades & domes,
In which dwells Mystery, Babylon; here is her secret place;
From hence she comes forth on the Churches in delight;
Here is her Cup fill’d with its poisons, in these horrid vales,
And here her scarlet Veil woven in pestilence & war;
Here is Jerusalem bound in chains, in the Dens of Babylon.

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