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    The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the deadly void of space in the form of the giant irritating ethereal undescribable ancient monolith, high quality, detailed, intricate details, masterpiece, by montserrat gudiol

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    The extraterrestrial mushrooms field at the cosmic valleys of doom under Saturn shadow of blood, oil painting, horror, by george dawe, my m.c.escher, by h.r.giger
    I have looked upon all the universe has to hold of horror and even the skies of spring and flowers of summer must ever afterward be poison to me, red theme, blood theme
    But horrors portioned to a giant nerve Oft made Hyperion ache His palace bright Bastioned with pyramids of glowing gold And touched with shade of bronzed obelisks, Glared a blood-red through all its thousand courts Arches and domes and fiery galleries And all its curtains of Aurorian clouds Flushed angerly while sometimes eagle's wings Unseen before by Gods or wondering men Darkened the place and neighing steeds were heard Not heard before by Gods or wondering men, high quality, detailed
    Meanwhile in other realms big tears were shed More sorrow like to this and such like woe Too huge for mortal tongue or pen of scribe The Titans fierce self-hid or prison-bound Groan'd for the old allegiance once more And listen'd in sharp pain for Saturn's voice But one of the whole mammoth-brood still kept His sov'reignty and rule and majesty
    The depiction of the unimaginable inevitable endless cosmic horror coming from the void of space as ornament by M.C.Escher and H.R.Giger
    Smiling dreaming Homer Simpson, comic bubble "Mmmmm, Buzzzz"
    Smiling dreaming Homer Simpson, comic bubble "Mmmmm, Buzzzz"
    The xenomorph inspired monochrome dreadful fractal ornament by M.C.Escher
    The heather bends to the ground and the horizon has darkened, The clouds are getting heavier and there are fewer gaps of light in them, You're sitting on a hill motionless and silent, All the words have already been said and all the songs are finished, But I know there will be keys And the doors will open For someone who knew how to believe, and above the dark waters of darkness A blue star will rise For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece, dark art
    How pleasant in winter to sit by the hob, Listening to the sounds and the bark of a dog, Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through, And to pick the wild flowers in the May morning dew
    Mickey Mouse crushing the door with the axe in a style of iconic Stanley Kubrick's movie The Shining, text bubble "It's Mickey!!!", frightened Minnie Mouse in the corner
    Brave investigator with the torch in his hand, enters the Eldritch lovecraftian chambers, ornaments by M.C.Escher and H.R.Giger, big 1930s style movie title "searching for buzz"
    The extraterrestrial mushrooms field as ornament by M.C.Escher, puzzle, escher
    God be with the old folk they are all dead and gone And likewise my brothers young Denis and John As we tripped through the heather wild hares to pursue Our joys they did mingle in the May morning dew
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    panel with the text "There's nothing to see here!", cosmic horror, emptiness, void, (best quality, masterpiece), painting, 8k, hdr, detailed, intricate details
    movie poster with text "Worship with Buzz", The giant horrifying bee octopus hybrid great old one god swallowing humans in the all-consuming rage spreading the inevitable existential horror
    O tender spouse of gold Hyperion, Thea, I feel thee ere I see thy face; Look up, and let me see our doom in it; Look up, and tell me if this feeble shape Is Saturn's; tell me, if thou hear'st the voice Of Saturn; tell me, if this wrinkling brow, Naked and bare of its great diadem, Peers like the front of Saturn. Who had power To make me desolate? whence came the strength? How was it nurtur'd to such bursting forth, While Fate seem'd strangled in my nervous grasp? But it is so, and I am smother'd up, And buried from all godlike exercise Of influence benign on planets pale, Of admonitions to the winds and seas, Of peaceful sway above man's harvesting, And all those acts which Deity supreme Doth ease its heart of love in
    God be with the old folk they are all dead and gone, And likewise my brothers young Denis and John, As we tripped through the heather wild hares to pursue, Our joys they did mingle in the May morning dew
    panel with the text "There's nothing to see here!", cosmic horror
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