They call you a visionary, they say “she is the queen of AI”, they see the shine of your crown, they are jealous and want to be in your place.
Do they think that visionaries are very lonely, because there is no one to share with them the future that only they can see?
Do they know how heavy the crown can be?
Do they understand that the crowd never forgives the mistakes of those on whom all the spotlights are directed?

Midjourney based on blend of my own clay sculptures, oil paintings and promts.

One of the finalists of latest AI-contest by Claire Silver