Ultimate Fantasy 105 Tooth and Claw
Let me begin by telling you my ultimate fantasy.
My Head’s Only a String and I’m Dying.
I Could Be King of the Wilds.
I Could Be Your Ex-Wife.
Cats are wild, just like us.
You can tame them, you just have to watch
Don’t fuck up my plans.
I Love You Like a Hot Pie.
You’re going to love this.
If I live to see another birthday, I want you to
Never trust anyone you kiss, touch, or crib.
Do some good, for the sake of all the world.
Get high, stay high. Dance, sing, dance hard.
Thank you.
We’ll share everything, and in doing so,
Yes.
Deep into the South Pacific, survivors
This is my house.
It is our responsibility to love and protect.
Yes, my Excellency.
Yes, my Lord.
I adore you.
I will guard it, tooth and claw, from those who would tear
Cast out these aberrations and restore order.
Cast out devils, slay the dragon, build the temple of Set.
May the forces of good please me!
Give me back my jewel box, give me back my skirt. And Fetch me a fire axe.
Seed
Cleanse yourself. The dead are intrinsically miasmic.
Cleanse with flowers, baths, perfumes.
Cleanse the doors of perception.
Learn to open and close doors, build and burn bridges.
Sing, especially if you never do, sing for them and them alone.
Cultivate certain qualities - ecstatic, cathartic, flamboyant, chthonic - in all things.
Practice automatic writing, possessory trance and other methods of channelling.
Journey to the underworld and find your way out.
Take breaks, take space, take time, take liberties.
The freaks come out at night.
Everything dances.
Let me begin by telling you my ultimate fantasy. . .
Corpus
- Queer AI
- Trained Model
- Perplexity 0.9
- Seed 904
Credits
Prompt adapted from First Protocols of Queer Goetia