Imagination X
@imagination-x.bsky.social
Everything I post here is created by me using AI and a combination of editing programs and tools. I'm an artist (yes a "real" one), graphic designer (by trade) and AI creator.
Reflections whisper in hollow tones,
Mirrors divide but flesh is cloned.
A circus of chains, a carnival's lie,
Trapped in the glass, yet doomed to comply.
Mirrors divide but flesh is cloned.
A circus of chains, a carnival's lie,
Trapped in the glass, yet doomed to comply.
February 1, 2025 at 6:24 AM
Reflections whisper in hollow tones,
Mirrors divide but flesh is cloned.
A circus of chains, a carnival's lie,
Trapped in the glass, yet doomed to comply.
Mirrors divide but flesh is cloned.
A circus of chains, a carnival's lie,
Trapped in the glass, yet doomed to comply.
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January 21, 2025 at 11:43 PM
The club is her battlefield, and every bass drop is a strike.
January 23, 2025 at 5:12 AM
The club is her battlefield, and every bass drop is a strike.
Saccharine Silence...a sweet sweet surrender 🍭
January 21, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Saccharine Silence...a sweet sweet surrender 🍭
Neon Veins and Digital Dreams
January 21, 2025 at 3:40 AM
Neon Veins and Digital Dreams
Sweet like candy, sharp like chaos.
Pop....goes the bubble of reality.
Pop....goes the bubble of reality.
January 20, 2025 at 7:43 AM
Sweet like candy, sharp like chaos.
Pop....goes the bubble of reality.
Pop....goes the bubble of reality.
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She dances between realms, a Mistress of Madness, weaving silent spells that tether the living to the void.
January 20, 2025 at 12:42 AM
She dances between realms, a Mistress of Madness, weaving silent spells that tether the living to the void.
Pink sugar drips like sin,
She'll devour your innocence on a whim.
She'll devour your innocence on a whim.
January 19, 2025 at 7:39 PM
Pink sugar drips like sin,
She'll devour your innocence on a whim.
She'll devour your innocence on a whim.
Smile to mask the madness within...dancing on the edge of chaos and despair.
January 19, 2025 at 4:01 AM
Smile to mask the madness within...dancing on the edge of chaos and despair.
Final Exams....Cancelled 💣
January 19, 2025 at 3:55 AM
Final Exams....Cancelled 💣
In a world of shadows, I see them all,
Versions of me that rise and fall.
Blindfolded truths, concealed and torn,
A thousand selves, yet all forlorn.
Versions of me that rise and fall.
Blindfolded truths, concealed and torn,
A thousand selves, yet all forlorn.
January 19, 2025 at 2:06 AM
In a world of shadows, I see them all,
Versions of me that rise and fall.
Blindfolded truths, concealed and torn,
A thousand selves, yet all forlorn.
Versions of me that rise and fall.
Blindfolded truths, concealed and torn,
A thousand selves, yet all forlorn.
The butterflies gather, the carriers of secrets and dreams,
She drifts through a realm where nothing is as it seems
She drifts through a realm where nothing is as it seems
January 19, 2025 at 2:06 AM
The butterflies gather, the carriers of secrets and dreams,
She drifts through a realm where nothing is as it seems
She drifts through a realm where nothing is as it seems
Wrapped in light and rhythm
She dances through the electric haze 💜
She dances through the electric haze 💜
January 19, 2025 at 1:48 AM
Wrapped in light and rhythm
She dances through the electric haze 💜
She dances through the electric haze 💜
In the forest’s silence, her whispers creep,
A deadly beauty where nightmares sleep.
A deadly beauty where nightmares sleep.
January 19, 2025 at 1:46 AM
In the forest’s silence, her whispers creep,
A deadly beauty where nightmares sleep.
A deadly beauty where nightmares sleep.
Beneath the grime and shattered facade lies a heart that refuses to crumble, though the world has tried its best.
January 19, 2025 at 1:44 AM
Beneath the grime and shattered facade lies a heart that refuses to crumble, though the world has tried its best.