
@generalpha
Prompt
Day, the glorious light of the Creative Universe, is sent by the Noble Beings; it is beloved of all, a source of hope and happiness to rich and poor, and of service to all
statue, doubles, twins, entangled fingers, Worst Quality, ugly, ugly face, watermarks, undetailed, unrealistic, double limbs, worst hands, worst body, Disfigured, double, twin, dialog, book, multiple fingers, deformed, deformity, ugliness, poorly drawn face, extra_limb, extra limbs, bad hands, wrong hands, poorly drawn hands, messy drawing, cropped head, bad anatomy, lowres, extra digit, fewer digit, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, watermark, missing fingers, cropped, poorly drawn
1 year ago
Model
SSD-1B
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
1024 × 1024


![[psychedelic storm] God's tipping point: a surrealist and maximalist singularity created from the void](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNWQzODA4YTQtZjhlZC00ZDA2LThhY2EtNmM2YWY4YWQ3YTFlLmpwZWc.webp)




![[art by Karlotta Freier] atlas and prometheus cliff of the planet, blue sun and greenish clouds, towards the vortex, ready to embark. the blue sun cast a cryptic shimmer, the swirling energies of the celestial winds.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYWU3YjkyNmQtMWM4NC00NGY2LWI1ZWUtMWMwZjNiOGQwNjljLmpwZWc.webp)

![[art by Zdzisław Beksiński] In the ethereal stillness of the celestial realm, Metatron, the chief of winged angels, descended. His radiant wings shimmered like starlight, casting a celestial glow across the heavens. Suddenly, a tremor rippled through creation. God struck the three hundred and ninety heavens, and they quaked in reverent awe. From His eyes, tears flowed—hot as molten fire—cascading down like fiery rain into the vast ocean below. The waters stirred, roiling with sorrow as waves ign](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYjg0Y2EzY2ItM2YyMC00NTFkLWJlZTktMGQwZDQwODc3NTI2LmpwZWc.webp)
![[spaceship, art of Studio Ghibli] The Stellaris nears the blue planet,Its red forests beckon with allure.The starship descends, flames ablaze,Through the celestial descent it endures.Stepping onto the crimson soil,The crew is awestruck by the vista.Towering trees, aglow with inner light,Creatures dart amidst the surreal landscape.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZTEzNWY2MmUtNzZlNy00ODZkLWE0NzUtMTI2ZTAyZjJkNWZlLmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Zdzisław Beksiński] In the ethereal stillness of the celestial realm, Metatron, the chief of winged angels, descended. His radiant wings shimmered like starlight, casting a celestial glow across the heavens. Suddenly, a tremor rippled through creation. God struck the three hundred and ninety heavens, and they quaked in reverent awe. From His eyes, tears flowed—hot as molten fire—cascading down like fiery rain into the vast ocean below. The waters stirred, roiling with sorrow as waves ign](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNzU0MTYzMzMtZjAyNy00OWVmLThmZWUtMDIyODU5MzQ0MTBmLmpwZWc.webp)