The official token of @bobdub of MInds.com who is now past stage one of the project and onto stage two.... My work encompasses writing and reading poetry, evolving digital images, and crafting songs with AI. I animate these images both manually and with ai tools. Recently, I've been getting into video editing in a big way, loving the process of producing content that links the spoken word with images, animations and songs I've created myself, rather than relying on stock sites. The power and freedom of expression I'm finding in playing with ai tools is truly fantastic.

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Creado el:
14 Mar 2023
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18:09:23 10 Sep, 2024

My word! That's heavy, that's intense! Yikes! - not a kissing story, then. I was expecting spells and trees A potion brewed, a gentle breeze But no → of course → a gamer threads Intrigue, revenge and shooting heads, Flasks that spill into the kettle, Stealing a still made of metal! And now our boy begs for his life... His day begins with death and strife Valiant pawn moves to delay Defeat that comes - the end of play. He brings down the Knight on F6 Poor old King's in a terrible mix How do I write it though? PG7 takes NF6?

15:09:29 10 Sep, 2024

https://youtube.com/shorts/ehjaey3h5jU?si=Ztng7FQvr11g1pLX

09:09:39 10 Sep, 2024

Potions and Spells take a long time to brew but for always and for always to the end of time and back - this will always be the moment, and the place, - and that's a fact - that the story of the beginning of the dream that changed the world - In Yum Kaax's bounteous Kingdom In the cornfields - first unfurled As he leant against the crucible Not knowing what he'd found A Chevy 57 radiator was his Footrest on the ground .... not knowing what he'd been given by a farmer past his prime and an old man summoning rainbows from a sunny summer sky .... Not knowing that the hand of fate had vicariously arisen And blessed him arbitrarily with a message and a vision .... He was lost inside his searching He was waiting to be heard .... QN to C6, the cavalry rallies As the traveller dallies 🐎🐎🐎🐎

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