Welcome to my Neural Network imaginations
There is an unknown (area of the soul:1.2) that could be called Mind, beyond all life experience and near the insane, at one end there's the point where you can weigh everything you've done or look what you have not done yet,
Hasselblad hcd 24 mm f/4.8,
triangle,
fog on background and wrapping her waist
I write, It creates.
Stand still and melt in Ai imaginations
under the guidance of a human
XXXX: 0100 mov bx, 0111h
HW XXXX: 0103 mov cx, 000Dh
HW XXXX: 0106 mov ah, 0Eh
XXXX: 0108 mov al, [bx]
10h XXXX: 010D loop 0108
0108 XXXX: 010 °F int 20h
XXXX: 0111 HW db 'Hello, World! Peter Lindbergh'
And finally.
Welcome to Astronomical Ai despair:
