En un artículo anterior de Pixed Magazine hablamos sobre los límites de MidJourney en cuanto a procesamiento de tokens. Se estableció que dicho límite es de 300 tokens. Es decir, a partir de ahí el resto simplemente se ignora.
Todo ello servía para argumentar, además, que por mucha “poesía” que destilemos en un prompt lo importante es describir con precisión la escena y no sobrecargarla con conceptos inútiles, o con lo que llamaríamos ruído.
Pues bien, a pesar de que esta característica técnica es conocida en el mundo de MidJourney y sus usuarios de vez en cuando me encuentro con prompts tan deliciosos y absurdamente largos como éste:
Well, I caught you, darlin ', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins . You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me . You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you . So, here 's my goodbye, and I 'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won 't keep me near . I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around . You can 't build love on stones ; it 's time to depart, I 'll be leaving you with your rocky heart . You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead . With your chalcedony affair, you thought I 'd never know, But now it 's time to pack up and go . You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you . So, here 's my goodbye, and I 'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won 't keep me near . I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around . You can 't build love on stones ; it 's time to depart, I 'll be leaving you with your rocky heart . I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I 'm walking away, no more tears to be sown . Your chalcedony dreams, they 're all in the past, I 'm moving on, and our love didn 't last . So here 's the end, our love 's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I 'll be moving along . Your heart turned to rocks, mine 's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart . I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around . You can 't build love on stones ; it 's time to depart, I 'll be leaving you with your rocky heart . Now I 'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [ . . . ]… cuya destilación imaginaria es nada menos que una piedra, con suerte dos y con forma de corazón
Con un poco más de suerte aparece la Luna de fondo:
La pregunta es evidente: ¿es necesario todo ese alarde literario?
El comando /shorten de MidJourney viene al rescate y nos ofrece cinco posibles prompts con los mismos resultados, pero por primera vez éstos no tienen mucho que ver con esos corazones pétreos tan evocadores:
Por tanto esta vez nos quedaremos con el prompt original, o habrá que reducirlo de forma manual para resaltar los elementos que nos interesa. En este caso el corazón de piedra o mineral.
