Prompt: Shaggy bumblebee for fragrant hops,
Grey heron in the reeds,
And the gypsy daughter follows her beloved into the night,
By the kinship of a vagabond soul.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
To the sunset, where the sails tremble.
And the eyes look with homeless longing
Into the crimson skies.
And together on the path towards fate,
Without guessing, to hell or to heaven,
That's the way to go, not afraid of the way,
At least to the ends of the earth, at least beyond the edge.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
On a date with the dawn to the east,
Where the wave is quiet and gentle, it turns pink,
Sand creeping in at dawn.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
To the roaring southern latitudes,
Where is the fierce storm like God's broom,
Ocean dust sweeps.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
To the sunset, where the sails tremble.
And the eyes look with homeless longing
Into the crimson skies.
Prompt: Shaggy bumblebee for fragrant hops,
Grey heron in the reeds,
And the gypsy daughter follows her beloved into the night,
By the kinship of a vagabond soul.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
To the sunset, where the sails tremble.
And the eyes look with homeless longing
Into the crimson skies.
And together on the path towards fate,
Without guessing, to hell or to heaven,
That's the way to go, not afraid of the way,
At least to the ends of the earth, at least beyond the edge.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
On a date with the dawn to the east,
Where the wave is quiet and gentle, it turns pink,
Sand creeping in at dawn.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
To the roaring southern latitudes,
Where is the fierce storm like God's broom,
Ocean dust sweeps.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
To the sunset, where the sails tremble.
And the eyes look with homeless longing
Into the crimson skies.
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Prompt:
Shaggy bumblebee for fragrant hops,
Grey heron in the reeds,
And the gypsy daughter follows her beloved into the night,
By the kinship of a vagabond soul.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
To the sunset, where the sails tremble.
And the eyes look with homeless longing
Into the crimson skies.
And together on the path towards fate,
Without guessing, to hell or to heaven,
That's the way to go, not afraid of the way,
At least to the ends of the earth, at least beyond the edge.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
On a date with the dawn to the east,
Where the wave is quiet and gentle, it turns pink,
Sand creeping in at dawn.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
To the roaring southern latitudes,
Where is the fierce storm like God's broom,
Ocean dust sweeps.
So go ahead for the gypsy nomadic star,
To the sunset, where the sails tremble.
And the eyes look with homeless longing
Into the crimson skies.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
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