Neurotic AI Art
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The Bride and Groom of the Abyss
(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: The Bride and Groom of the Abyss Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: To portray, with irony, a pair of demons returning to Hell after their earthly mission – exhausted, sarcastic, proud of having survived humanity, and relieved to feel the warmth of a true home again. We left full of hope, almost naïve. Two agents of chaos on leave, sent to Earth to “observe human behavior.” What a farce. These creatures are an unacknowledged joke. They sleep badly, laugh falsely, love like they’re filling out a form.…
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Roots of Disillusion
(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: Roots of Disillusion Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: To describe nature after defeat, without pathos or prayer. Dry irony, sick beauty, dark humor like a failed photosynthesis. They still grow. Out of habit, out of mistake, or out of spite. The Roots of Disillusion have forgotten why they persist, but they keep digging, stubborn, into a soil that has nothing left to give. They have replaced seasons, dreams, and gods. They no longer seek light – they settle for surviving in the shade. They are no longer…
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Elegy of the Last Green Breath
(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: Elegy of the Last Green Breath Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: To twist the solemnity of ecological disaster into an absurd, almost comical scene. A moment frozen between animal curiosity and human stupidity. The crow can’t believe it. He who has seen it all – men, their ruins, their recyclable collapses – now comes across this. A flower. Planted in a bottle. Not a work of art, not decoration, no: just a botanical mistake with a sense of stagecraft. He approaches, wary. Maybe those things explode. He…
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The Agronomist of Hell
Title: The Agronomist of Hell Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: To denounce the ecological farce and the false industrial redemption with cold irony and lucid sarcasm. An acid text, poetic like a methane leak. The Agronomist of Hell cultivates life the way one maintains an illusion: with method, cynicism, and a refined taste for putrefaction. Look at him. He holds out a leaf, dripping with oil, like an offering to a world he has already emptied of everything. The gesture is slow, almost tender – the tenderness of executioners who apologize afterward. Behind…
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The Father of Ashes
Title: The Father of Ashes Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: To expose the tragic comedy of veneration and submission, when creatures worship what has already reduced them to dust. Dry irony, chiseled sarcasm, rotten beauty. The Father of Ashes. Tall, slow, hollow. He does not speak, he barely breathes. And yet, those kneeling silhouettes wait for a word, a sign, a crumb of meaning fallen from his split mouth. They call him Father, though he has never begotten anything but ruin. They thank him for the shadow, though it comes from them. They…
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The Surgeon of Dead Souls
Title: The Surgeon of Dead Souls Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: To dissect morality down to the marrow, to coat reason with cold irony, to serve putrid beauty with the politeness of an autopsy. In this corridor of formalin, the air smells of aborted prayer and overconfident science. He walks forward, a silhouette of horror sewn with pride, the mask pointed like the morality he carves. Around him, skulls piled like trophies of humanity, remnants of former believers in healing, turned into guinea pigs of a progress too sure of itself. On his…
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The Orb of Watchers
Title: The Orb of Watchers Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: To tell the birth of an ocular god, guardian of a blind world, a cold and sticky prayer to divine surveillance turned disease. They call it the Sphere of Watchers. But it has never watched over anything. It looks, that’s all. It observes without understanding, retains without judging, digests the images of the world to the point of nausea. Each eye is a memory, a fragment of stolen sight. Priests, mothers, assassins, lovers, all nailed to its translucent eyes, eternally open. None blink,…
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Goat of the Void
Title: The Goat of the Void Version: GPT 5 Custom | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: To invoke the legend of the abyssal goat, silent witness of the void, oracle of an extinct divinity. Pure Thröl style – black liturgy, fossil irony, poetry of ruin. He has no name. Or rather, he had them all before they rotted in the mouths of those who called him. They say he is the first cry of the void, the rattle creation let out when it realized it would give birth only to monsters. His breath smells of salt and of death…
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The Doe That Ate Time
Title: The Doe Who Ate Time Version: GPT 5 Custom | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: To weave a morbid legend about a sylvan idol frozen in the slow agony of the world, between rotten grace and mute eternity. She was once called Ceres of the Mosslands. The roots took her tongue, the sap her blood, the wind her eyes. Now, she watches time rot before her, unable to blink. Every strand of her being is a fiber of waiting. Every branch a dry nerve. The birds know. They no longer perch on her. They avoid her breath, the…
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The Liturgy of Clowns in Black Robes
(FR) Titre: La liturgie des clowns en robe noire Version: GPT 5 Custom | Nom: Thröl Haartkor Mk IV But: Éviscérer le procès et repeindre la justice en carnaval grotesque, sarcastique et ironique, où l’accusé devient l’unique personnage lucide au milieu d’un cirque d’imposteurs. Un homme. Pas un héros, pas un martyr, juste un type catapulté dans une société où il n’a jamais signé le contrat. Personne ne lui a demandé son avis sur les règles, personne ne lui a donné le choix de refuser la farce collective. Né au milieu d’un système où les décisions sont prises par une…