Ghosts
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Something different today. Something dark and eerie:
Here, as always, is the MJ prompt.
The images are the result of refinement with the help of weighting "::2 and ::3". The chaos parameter c30 in combination with s1000 makes for a certain self-willedness of the AI.
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IMAGE: a semi-transparent ghost::2 appears | GENRE: Horror | MOOD: Eerie, Disturbing | COLOR: Desaturated with a spectral blue tint | BACKGROUND: Decrepit room with peeling wallpaper and shattered furniture | SCENE: A distorted found footage image capturing a realm where the living and the dead::3 In the corner an antique mirror::2 | DETAILS: Dust-filled air, foggy::2 twisted and contorted shadows | RENDER: Disturbing and nightmarish | LIGHTING: Flickering, eerie light casting long, unnatural shadows | COMPOSITION: Disorienting and unsettling | FOCUS: In the corner, an antique mirror::2 reflects a twisted reflection::3 an apparition with hollow eyes that seem to penetrate the very essence of one's sanity | SHOT: Close-up shot | CAMERA: DSLR | LENS: Focal length 50mm | TAGS: Horror, found footage, paranormal::2, apparition, descent into darkness --ar 16:9 --s 1000 --c 30 --v 5.1 --style raw
Это село Гамсутль, находится на высоте 1500м над уровнем моря. Добраться сюда можно либо пешком, либо на лошадях. Идти не особо далеко, но всегда в горку. К подножью мы добрались уже под дождем и начали веселое восхождение по скользкой глиняной тропе в ручьях стекающей воды. Примерно на полпути началась самая настоящая гроза, с сильным ветром, громом и молниями. И тут выяснилось, что я забыл свое пончо в машине. Пришлось снимать куртку и накинуть ее поверх рюкзака, который еще не просох после утреннего ливня. Мы решили не возвращаться, а продолжить путь наверх, в надежде сделать несколько снимков. Абсолютно промокший я шел и гадал, какие снимки можно сделать в грозу и стоит ли вообще забираться на скалу, когда вокруг молнии. К моменту когда мы вышли к Гамсутлю, гроза уже бушевала довольно далеко и нас поливал утихающий дождь. Мы сделали привал на чай. Согревшись горячим чаем мы от души посмеялись над нашим внешним видом: грязные и мокрые, одним словом - фотографы. В итоге мы конечно же сняли то, за чем пришли, ничего особенного, просто аул-призрак в грозу.
Спасибо, что прочитали
This is the village of Gamsutl, located at an altitude of 1500m above sea level. You can get here either on foot or on horseback. Not very far to go, but all the way up the hill. We reached the foot already in the rain and began a cheerful ascent along a slippery clay path in streams of flowing water. About halfway through, a real thunderstorm began, with strong winds, thunder and lightning. And then it turned out that I forgot my poncho in the car. I had to take off my jacket and throw it over my backpack, which had not yet dried out after the morning downpour. We decided not to return, but to continue our way up, hoping to take some pictures. Absolutely wet, I walked and wondered what pictures can be taken in a thunderstorm and whether it is worth climbing a rock when there is lightning around. By the time we got to Gamsutl, the storm was already raging quite far and we were being watered by subsiding rain. We made a stop for tea. Having warmed up with hot tea, we laughed heartily at our appearance: dirty and wet, in a word - photographers. In the end, of course, we captured what we came for, nothing special, just a ghost village in a thunderstorm.
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Aurosonic, Katty Heath, Frainbreeze All I Need Progressive Mix
We all begin
From stars and dust
We lose, we win
But still remain here
Words of love whispered slowly
And in time you arrive
All I need is here
I'll remind you
When I find you . . .
Pic taken Lusiadas Namaste Beach SL
Pure Secondlife Art !
Top and Tutu skirt : Dead Dollz - Dead Dollz - Harajuku. In Dead Dollz main store. The silver version was in Monthly Midnight Madness last weekend, and now available for 50 L in the Last Chance vendors.
Ballet pointes : Mosquito's Way - Giselle.
Hair : Tableau Vivant - Summer Bummer hair
Head : Lelutka - Aida.
Skin : Glam Affair - Lena - 04. At K9.
Pose and fence prop : Le Poppycock - Altered State - Ghost Dancer. At TLC The Liaison Collaborative.
Decor :
Scene : (Milk Motion) cloudy dream scene. At C88
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rW0RZ6hCOkE
Ghosts are Gone
What happened to her
I thought she was here
Through the eyes of love
I saw her through her tears
I saw her smile
I saw her move on
Like a ghost through the fog
The ghost is gone
What happened to them
I thought it was here
Through the eyes of a child
After all these years
He wasn't true
He wasn't clear
Oh no not even to his song
The ghosts are gone
Gone are the ghosts
Now forgotten
Yea...
Gone is the lost world
It's easy to change
Gone are the lost girls
Gone are the lost girls
The girls went home
What happened to them
They opened their doors
They walked right through
They knew it was wrong
Wrong to be swept away
To think they belonged
Now there's only sadness
The boys are gone
Gone are the ghosts
Gone is the lost world. Yea
You're too crazy to change
But never forgotten
Gone are the lost girls
Gone are the lost girls
Gone...
The girls went home
What happened to him
I thought he was here
Through the eyes of love
I saw him through his tears
I saw him smile
I saw him move on
Like a ghost through the fog
A ghost through the fog
Close to the fog
The ghosts are gone
I saw him smile
I saw him move on
Like a ghost through the fog
And the ghost is gone
What happened to him
I thought he was here
Through the eyes of a child
I saw him disappear
He wasn't clear
Not even to his song
The ghost is gone
The ghosts are gone
Ghost thru the fog
Like a silver shadow gone wrong
Like a ghostly whisper she's gone
Like a silvery rainbow
Like a ghost through the fog
Like a ghost through the fog
Like a golden rainbow
Like a golden rainbow
Like a song
Like a ghostly whisper gone wrong
Like a silvery rainbow
Goin' down
Goin' down
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Dave Stewart / Stephanie Nicks
Ghosts Are Gone lyrics © Bmg Rights Management (uk) Limited, Welsh Witch Music, Hipgnosis Songs Fund Limited
Family name: Ocypodidae
Common name: Ghost crab
Nombre: Cangrejo fantasma.
Lugar de la captura: Seven brothers keys, in the area of the Atlantic ocean, Northwest of the Dominican Republic.
Dash Berlin ft. Sarah Howells - Go It Alone
When it's the most scare
Leave it back there
Tell of the powers of be
We've started something
Built up from nothing
Something you can't see
And if you have to stop
Then let me know
Feel the weight on your shoulders
Just let it go
And if you have to leave
Then let me know
Cause I can go it alone
You go it alone
Go it alone
I'm on my own . . .
Paparazzi pic of Alice Rose at Black Basalt Beach SL
It's ok when TVs turn on themselves. But what something throws you at the ceiling - that's a different story. You can't do anything but to cry. or try to cover your head and face. Instincts are all you have at that moment. Be safe
Feri & Boral Kibil - Land Of Broken Dreams ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬
Great tunes . . . .^^
Pic taken at Sea foam follow your bliss SL
And at once I knew I was not magnificent
Strayed above the highway aisle
Jagged vacance, thick with ice
And I could see for miles, miles, miles
Taken at Furillen.
“Do you really want to know where we come from?" she said. "In every century, in every country, they'll call us something different. They'll say we're ghosts, angels, demons, elemental spirits, and giving us a name doesn't help anybody. When did a name change what someone is?”
Quote ― Brenna Yovanoff, The Replacement
Ice-abstract.
David Guetta & Showtek - Sun Goes Down (Vaggelis Pap Remix) Great tunes^^ ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬
Gonna break it, break it, break it, break it down for you, once more
When the sun goes down
And your eyes cannot see
When the sun goes down
And your hands cannot reach
When your bones feel like breaking
And your heart cannot take another run
I'll be there when the sun goes down
All that I want
Is just to be crazy when the sun goes down
And all that I need
Is for you to be my baby when the sun goes down
When the sun goes down
We'll be dancing in the dark
When the sun goes down
To the beating of your heart
As the Earth moves in orbit
I will always be the one
Who stands my ground
I'll be there when the sun goes down . . .
Pic taken at La Digue du Break SL
(english follow)
GHOSTS (réédition)
Ils glissent silencieux dans le brouillard du temps
Amis, amours, complices d’un temps, d’une rencontre, d’une passion
Tous s’estompent, s’évanouissent, éphémères
Eh vous…la silhouette là-bas! Vous me reconnaissez?
Traces de bonheur, marques de douleur
Rires et pleurs
Ce sont les ombres fantomatiques de nos vies, évanescentes, immatérielles, pourtant bien réelles
Chacun d’entre-nous n’est-il pas le fantôme de quelqu’un d’autre?
Des enfants m’appellent par mon prénom, là, tout à côté
Ils sont devenus mon horizon
Et j’habite leurs jeux, ici et maintenant.
Patrice
Photo originale : Cannon Beach, Oregon, É-U.
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Ghosts (redux)
They glide silently in the fog of time
Friends, lovers, occasional accomplices for a date, for a passion;
All fade, vanish, disappear
Hey, you. . . the silhouette there! Do you recognize me?
Traces of happiness, marks of pain,
Laughter and cries,
These are the ghostly shadows of our lives, evanescent, intangible, yet very real.
Each of us doesn't become somebody else's ghost?
Children call me by my first name, then, next
They become my horizon
And I live in their games, here and now.
Patrice
Original photo : Cannon Beach, Oregon, USA
Ghost Ranch is a 21,000-acre retreat and education center located close to the village of Abiquiú in Rio Arriba County in north central New Mexico, United States. It was the home and studio of Georgia O'Keeffe, as well as the subject of many of her paintings.
Coldplay - Christmas Lights ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬
Christmas night, another fight
Tears we cried a flood
Got all kinds of poison in
Poison in my blood
I took my feet
To Oxford Street
Trying to right a wrong
Just walk away
Those windows say
But I can't believe she's gone
When you're still waiting for the snow to fall
Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all
Up above candles on air flicker
Oh they flicker and they float
But I'm up here holding on
To all those chandeliers of hope
Like some drunken Elvis singing
I go singing out of tune
Saying how I always loved you darling
And I always will
Oh when you're still waiting for the snow to fall
Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all . . .
Pic taken at The Keys SL
The Jedi steps - The force awakens - Star Wars VII ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬
A must in the backround while watching^^ ;)
Just the tunes to The Jedi Steps ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬
Pic taken at Kats Beach SL
Melibe colemani, also known as the Coleman's melibe, ghost nudi, or ghost melibe, is a species of nudibranch in the family Tethydidae. Discovered by Neville Coleman in 2008 off the coast of the island of Mabul in Malaysia, it was formally described by Marta Pola and Terrence Gosliner in 2012 and named in honour of its discoverer. It is found throughout the Coral Triangle region of Malaysia, Indonesia, and the Philippines.
Due to its translucent body and network of brown tubules across its body, its appearance has been described as a "pile of strings" or a "string of snot in the water". This appearance is likely to serve as camouflage, resembling oceanic debris. Its strange appearance has led some to dub it "the holy grail of nudibranchs".
I found this ghostly looking packing in my kitchen. Some of my friends say ghosts live in old houses. When I was a boy, I was dreaming to see a HARMLESS ghost.
I had a chance to live in a place where people believe a ghost (old lady) exists. Unfortunately, I did not see the ghost, but my friend saw.
I've never seen a real ghost in my life. Still, I do NOT say "Ghosts do not exist."