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    Micro-landscape in tilt-mode photographyart by TJ Drysdale, Photography, ALIEN SANTA clause, sitting back watching tv, wrestling elves on tv, Fine art, cinematic, moody lighting, storytelling, atmospheric landscapes, perfect composition, highly enhanced, badge, professional creative, aesthetic, original, extremely stylish, ambient light, ambient background, bold boomerang angles, folklore, detailed map, Illustrations for magazines, perfect composition, earthworks, highly detail, polished, warm light, modified, dramatic, highly decorated, striking, beautiful detailed supreme quality color intricate, delicate, excellent composition, sharp focus, quality
    Surrealism art inspired by René Magritte and Tim Burton. A figure stands in the midst of a snowstorm, cloaked in a flowing, ethereal robe of gold and midnight blue, its fabric alive with shifting constellations and twinkling stars. The cloak seems to ripple like the night sky itself, merging with the swirling snowflakes around it. Beneath the robe, a pair of delicate, elfin ears peek out, their edges tinged with frost. The figure wears a tailored velvet coat, deep emerald green, adorned with intricate silver embroidery in the shape of wreaths and holly leaves. Their pants, made of sleek, dark leather, glisten with the reflection of the snowstorm. A shimmering, metallic belt cinches their waist, and boots made of crystalized ice sparkle with each step. They stand atop a frozen lake, their rosy cheeks glowing against the icy wind, as strange lights flicker in the sky. Floating lanterns drift by, casting soft, surreal glows that bend the laws of reality. Around them, trees made of glass grow, their branches adorned with strange, glowing ornaments that pulse and change shape. Behind them, a massive portal opens, spilling forth a cascade of holiday lights, twisting into bizarre, otherworldly forms. The air hums with a mix of festive joy and cosmic tension, where time and space are warped in the name of surreal celebration.
    Beneath a dark, shimmering sky, a cloak of otherworldly Christmas cheer unfurls, woven from threads of glowing silver, emerald green, and radiant crimson. The fabric shimmers with an unnatural glow, pulsating as if alive, its surface a canvas of surreal, festive patterns—whimsical snowflakes and candy canes that ripple and morph in the air. A portal opens within the cloak’s folds, and from its depths, bizarre, neon-colored tendrils emerge, twisting like cosmic serpents, their forms an unsettling fusion of organic and mechanical. Luminous, bacteria-like entities surge from the vortex, their glowing forms shifting and splitting into fractal patterns, creating surreal, multi-dimensional paths that disappear into parallel worlds. The cloak flares outward, and grotesque, ethereal ornaments of alien design twist in mid-air, reflecting light as they pulse and shimmer with impossible geometry. Snowflakes of immense size, fractal and living, descend like cosmic hail, each one creating ripples of chaotic energy, bending space and time in unexpected, mesmerizing ways. A surreal Christmas landscape materializes around the cloak—twisted, glowing trees and floating presents—warping with each pulse, blending holiday magic with interdimensional distortion. Every shift of the cloak brings forth new, fantastical worlds of celebration, unsettling and wondrous, a cosmic gift that both terrifies and delights.
    Prompt: Hyperrealistic depiction of the anthropomorphic 'I'm Just a Bill' character from Schoolhouse Rock, with aged, slightly crumpled parchment skin, a rolled cylindrical body, large expressive cartoon-like eyes, and a sash reading 'Bill' draped over him. He sits solemnly on the steps of Capitol Hill, blending cartoonish charm with a surreal lifelike texture, evoking both nostalgia and realism. , Negative prompt: , Size: 1152x768, Seed: 3902530910, Model: flux1-dev-fp8 (1), Steps: 25, Sampler: DPM++ 2S a Karras, KSampler: dpmpp_2s_ancestral, Schedule: karras, CFG scale: 5, Guidance: 3.5, VAE: Automatic, Denoising strength: 0, Clip skip: 2, LoRA: ede8a48c-cd3f-42ea-a9ca-72c94dc921b5.TA_trained:0.80
    Surrealism art, xmas_style_2K24 by Salvador Dalí and Zdzisław Beksiński, A celestial altar floats in an endless void, its surface alive with ancient runes that shimmer and shift like liquid fire. A solitary figure stands at the center, their body a prism of ever-changing light, radiating an aura that mirrors the cosmic tapestry around them. Towering ancient beings, their forms fluid and unfathomable, emerge from the stars, their glowing eyes filled with wisdom and power. The altar pulses with energy, sending spirals of luminous threads through the figure, binding them to the infinite. The cosmos trembles as the figure's essence expands, becoming one with the eternal rhythm of existence. Surreal, automatic drawing, cosmic transcendence, profound and luminous, richly detailed, complex artistic color composition, deeply introspective and otherworldly ambiance.
    Surrealism art inspired by Francisco Goya and Clive Barker. A figure stands in a dark, snow-covered graveyard, their body wrapped in a grotesque shroud of twisted vines and shattered glass. The shroud pulses with dark energy, glowing with eerie red and icy blue lights. The glass fragments reflect broken images of the figure’s movements. Their elongated, frost-tipped ears peek from beneath a shadowed hood, and their eyes burn with an unsettling fire. Skeletal hands clutch the shroud, as if both a shield and a curse. Dressed in torn, black leather, they wear chains of twisted silver that clink with each step. Boots of cracked ice grind against the frozen earth. An oppressive chill fills the air as snow falls like frozen ash. Thorn wreaths of withered holly hover nearby, dripping toxic, glowing liquid. Dead, gnarled trees surround them, each adorned with fractured ornaments glowing with sickly light. Above, dark clouds flicker with malevolent lights, twisting Christmas into a nightmare. A jagged portal in the sky spills shimmering mist, distorting space into a warped, grotesque holiday realm where darkness and festivity collide.
    Surrealism art inspired by Francisco Goya and Clive Barker. A figure stands in a dark, snow-covered graveyard, their body wrapped in a grotesque shroud of twisted vines and shattered glass. The shroud pulses with dark energy, glowing with eerie red and icy blue lights. The glass fragments reflect broken images of the figure’s movements. Their elongated, frost-tipped ears peek from beneath a shadowed hood, and their eyes burn with an unsettling fire. Skeletal hands clutch the shroud, as if both a shield and a curse. Dressed in torn, black leather, they wear chains of twisted silver that clink with each step. Boots of cracked ice grind against the frozen earth. An oppressive chill fills the air as snow falls like frozen ash. Thorn wreaths of withered holly hover nearby, dripping toxic, glowing liquid. Dead, gnarled trees surround them, each adorned with fractured ornaments glowing with sickly light. Above, dark clouds flicker with malevolent lights, twisting Christmas into a nightmare. A jagged portal in the sky spills shimmering mist, distorting space into a warped, grotesque holiday realm where darkness and festivity collide.
    Surrealism art inspired by Francisco Goya and Clive Barker. A figure stands in a dark, snow-covered graveyard, their body wrapped in a grotesque shroud of twisted vines and shattered glass. The shroud pulses with dark energy, glowing with eerie red and icy blue lights. The glass fragments reflect broken images of the figure’s movements. Their elongated, frost-tipped ears peek from beneath a shadowed hood, and their eyes burn with an unsettling fire. Skeletal hands clutch the shroud, as if both a shield and a curse. Dressed in torn, black leather, they wear chains of twisted silver that clink with each step. Boots of cracked ice grind against the frozen earth. An oppressive chill fills the air as snow falls like frozen ash. Thorn wreaths of withered holly hover nearby, dripping toxic, glowing liquid. Dead, gnarled trees surround them, each adorned with fractured ornaments glowing with sickly light. Above, dark clouds flicker with malevolent lights, twisting Christmas into a nightmare. A jagged portal in the sky spills shimmering mist, distorting space into a warped, grotesque holiday realm where darkness and festivity collide.
    As the night god of winter descends upon the land, a Neon glowing cyber santa bursts through the wall in nice cozy living room adorned with and elves who have lost their minds and want to drink the blood of the innocent
    little green space Alien husband and wife and santa are unwrapping gifts in cozy home, Ancient aliens christmas living room in Antarctica. the words "the truth is, we out here." is written in bold neon green writing in the sky
    Vintage Sci-fi Surrealism art inspired by H.R. Giger and Moebius, A luminous spacecraft corridor gleams as translucent orbs pulse with alien energy, shedding vibrant fragments like spores. A spindly alien with a fractal-patterned head and black eyes stands at a CRT monitor, its liquid-light console rippling with living glyphs. Walls shimmer, alive with glowing interdimensional bacteria, warping space-time into a surreal, living labyrinth.
    skeletal remains, and the drums hum with low vibrations, as if resonating with the city’s pulse. The piano, however, dominates the scene: its ivory keys glow with qu4ntum light, its sound powerful enough to send ripples through the air. The band members, cybernetically enhanced, glow faintly with qu4ntum energy as their music warps the very fabric of the environment around them. The piano’s chords resonate deeply through the city, mixing with the eerie hum of nearby propellers and the flapping of tattered flags in the toxic breeze. Shadows shift and twist in the streets below, where strange creatures with glowing eyes are drawn to the music’s vibrations. Above, the city’s twisted structures pulse with the same qu4ntum energy, veins of light coursing through them like veins in a living organism. The scene is bathed in an unnatural light, the city casting long, distorted shadows across the platform. Here, the boundary between time, space, and sound is blurred, as the music surges through the air like an anthem of rebellion. The chaotic harmony between qu4ntum technology and the decaying, dystopian cityscape vibrates with an eerie life of its own, the piano’s powerful chords fueling the energy of the world around it.
    A cloaked figure stands in a surreal, snow-drenched landscape, wrapped in a shimmering Christmas cloak of silver, green, and crimson. The fabric pulses like a living entity, with swirling patterns of snowflakes, candy canes, and glowing stars. Beneath the cloak, the figure’s long pointed ears peek out from under a metallic hood. The figure wears a puffy, iridescent winter jacket paired with distressed denim jeans and a turtleneck sweater embroidered with holly leaves and berries. A frilly scarf wraps around their neck, glowing with multicolored threads, and a gold-accented belt cinches their waist. Metallic boots shimmer, glowing softly with an otherworldly light. In a swirling snowstorm, they pose confidently, rosy cheeks glowing against the storm's chill. Ethereal Christmas lights flicker overhead, and portals spill glowing snowflakes while strange, glowing entities dance around them. Their eyes gleam with secrets from alternate worlds as the landscape warps into surreal, holiday chaos. Above, fractal lights and distant worlds offer glimpses of surreal festive realities, where Christmas and otherworldly dimensions collide in a mesmerizing vortex.
    Surrealism art inspired by H.R. Giger and Tim Burton. A cloaked figure stands in a surreal, snow-drenched landscape, wrapped in a shimmering Christmas cloak of silver, green, and crimson. The fabric pulses like a living entity, with swirling patterns of snowflakes, candy canes, and glowing stars. Beneath the cloak, the figure’s long pointed ears peek out from under a metallic hood. The figure wears a puffy, iridescent winter jacket paired with distressed denim jeans and a turtleneck sweater embroidered with holly leaves and berries. A frilly scarf wraps around their neck, glowing with multicolored threads, and a gold-accented belt cinches their waist. Metallic boots shimmer, glowing softly with an otherworldly light. In a swirling snowstorm, they pose confidently, rosy cheeks glowing against the storm's chill. Ethereal Christmas lights flicker overhead, and portals spill glowing snowflakes while strange, glowing entities dance around them. Their eyes gleam with secrets from alternate worlds as the landscape warps into surreal, holiday chaos. Above, fractal lights and distant worlds offer glimpses of surreal festive realities, where Christmas and otherworldly dimensions collide in a mesmerizing vortex.
    surrealism art by André Masson and Clive Barker, whimsical, heartwarming holiday blown and tossed by the wind. Imagine snow-dusted streets, joyful creatures, and a sprinkle of robotic cheer bo-christmas , Surrealism, automatic drawing, psychological themes, dark fantasy and horror, elaborate and grotesque worlds, blending horror with fantastical elements, highly enhanced, luxurious sharp focus, sunny, positive emotional, ambient background, beautiful composition, complex artistic color composition, highly complex, highly decorated
    massive, biomechanical cityscape stretches beneath a sickly sky, its twisted spires a blend of organic and mechanical, pulsing with qu4ntum energy. Simple Plan plays atop a crumbling rooftop, their instruments distorted by qu4ntum forces — guitars shaped like skeletal remains, drums humming with low vibrations. The band members, cybernetically enhanced, glow faintly with qu4ntum light, their music warping the air. The sound reverberates through the city, mixing with the eerie hum of nearby propellers and the flapping of flags in the toxic breeze. Shadows shift in the streets below as strange creatures with glowing eyes emerge, drawn to the music’s qu4ntum vibrations. Above, the city’s twisted structures pulse with qu4ntum energy, veins of light coursing through them. The scene is bathed in strange light, the city casting long shadows across the platform as the boundary between time, space, and sound dissolves. The contrast of high-tech qu4ntum technology against a decaying, dystopian backdrop creates a chaotic harmony, the city alive with the energy of rebellion and qu4ntum distortion. The music surges, an anthem in a world where everything, from the technology to the air itself, hums with qu4ntum power.
    Surrealism art inspired by René Magritte and Tim Burton. A figure stands in the midst of a snowstorm, cloaked in a flowing, ethereal robe of gold and midnight blue, its fabric alive with shifting constellations and twinkling stars. The cloak seems to ripple like the night sky itself, merging with the swirling snowflakes around it. Beneath the robe, a pair of delicate, elfin ears peek out, their edges tinged with frost. The figure wears a tailored velvet coat, deep emerald green, adorned with intricate silver embroidery in the shape of wreaths and holly leaves. Their pants, made of sleek, dark leather, glisten with the reflection of the snowstorm. A shimmering, metallic belt cinches their waist, and boots made of crystalized ice sparkle with each step. They stand atop a frozen lake, their rosy cheeks glowing against the icy wind, as strange lights flicker in the sky. Floating lanterns drift by, casting soft, surreal glows that bend the laws of reality. Around them, trees made of glass grow, their branches adorned with strange, glowing ornaments that pulse and change shape. Behind them, a massive portal opens, spilling forth a cascade of holiday lights, twisting into bizarre, otherworldly forms. The air hums with a mix of festive joy and cosmic tension, where time and space are warped in the name of surreal celebration.
    Surrealism art inspired by Francisco Goya and Clive Barker. A figure stands in a dark, snow-covered graveyard, their body wrapped in a grotesque shroud of twisted vines and shattered glass. The shroud pulses with dark energy, glowing with eerie red and icy blue lights. The glass fragments reflect broken images of the figure’s movements. Their elongated, frost-tipped ears peek from beneath a shadowed hood, and their eyes burn with an unsettling fire. Skeletal hands clutch the shroud, as if both a shield and a curse. Dressed in torn, black leather, they wear chains of twisted silver that clink with each step. Boots of cracked ice grind against the frozen earth. An oppressive chill fills the air as snow falls like frozen ash. Thorn wreaths of withered holly hover nearby, dripping toxic, glowing liquid. Dead, gnarled trees surround them, each adorned with fractured ornaments glowing with sickly light. Above, dark clouds flicker with malevolent lights, twisting Christmas into a nightmare. A jagged portal in the sky spills shimmering mist, distorting space into a warped, grotesque holiday realm where darkness and festivity collide.
    Neon glowing cyber santa in nice cozy living room adorned with and elves who have lost their minds
    Surrealism art inspired by René Magritte and Tim Burton. A figure stands in the midst of a snowstorm, cloaked in a flowing, ethereal robe of gold and midnight blue, its fabric alive with shifting constellations and twinkling stars. The cloak seems to ripple like the night sky itself, merging with the swirling snowflakes around it. Beneath the robe, a pair of delicate, elfin ears peek out, their edges tinged with frost. The figure wears a tailored velvet coat, deep emerald green, adorned with intricate silver embroidery in the shape of wreaths and holly leaves. Their pants, made of sleek, dark leather, glisten with the reflection of the snowstorm. A shimmering, metallic belt cinches their waist, and boots made of crystalized ice sparkle with each step. They stand atop a frozen lake, their rosy cheeks glowing against the icy wind, as strange lights flicker in the sky. Floating lanterns drift by, casting soft, surreal glows that bend the laws of reality. Around them, trees made of glass grow, their branches adorned with strange, glowing ornaments that pulse and change shape. Behind them, a massive portal opens, spilling forth a cascade of holiday lights, twisting into bizarre, otherworldly forms. The air hums with a mix of festive joy and cosmic tension, where time and space are warped in the name of surreal celebration.
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