
Lately, I have found myself
retreating to the quiet
and comfort
found in creating AI art
upon the WWW of canvases.
Lately, the noise of life
has become
deafening, frightening
and overwhelming.
I find that
creating upon my mind's word canvas
now eludes my inundated psyche.
My me space has become
saturated, overloaded and deluged.
I find solace in the peace of quietude
and somber tranquility of algorithms.
I need not the rote of words generated by AI
I seek only the artistic processes
the set of rules followed in calculations
which generate the silent beauty of art in nature.
Here I am in a tranquil varicolored garden of beauty
where my senses inhale serenity
as calm and solitude soothes my soul
I am one with the universe.
Peaceful.
I exhale...Ahhhhh!

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About the Creator
Novel Allen
Existing in mist and shadow. Neutrally Abstract.
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