Prompt: In my room, I long for voices, soft and clear, To ease the chaos, silence what I fear. The walls could whisper tales of times long past, My mirror's reflection, a friendship that will last. My pillows, my blanket, and my cats so dear, If only they could lend a listening ear. For in my mind, the voices roar and shout, A constant battle, drowning me out. But in this solitude, I find my peace. Amidst the noise, a yearning for release. To share my thoughts with those who understand, In a world of silence, a comforting hand. So I dream of a world where all things speak, To calm the storm, find the solace I seek. In the quiet moments, their voices would mend, The broken symphony, my mind's endless blend.
Prompt: In my room, I long for voices, soft and clear, To ease the chaos, silence what I fear. The walls could whisper tales of times long past, My mirror's reflection, a friendship that will last. My pillows, my blanket, and my cats so dear, If only they could lend a listening ear. For in my mind, the voices roar and shout, A constant battle, drowning me out. But in this solitude, I find my peace. Amidst the noise, a yearning for release. To share my thoughts with those who understand, In a world of silence, a comforting hand. So I dream of a world where all things speak, To calm the storm, find the solace I seek. In the quiet moments, their voices would mend, The broken symphony, my mind's endless blend.
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Prompt:
In my room, I long for voices, soft and clear, To ease the chaos, silence what I fear. The walls could whisper tales of times long past, My mirror's reflection, a friendship that will last. My pillows, my blanket, and my cats so dear, If only they could lend a listening ear. For in my mind, the voices roar and shout, A constant battle, drowning me out. But in this solitude, I find my peace. Amidst the noise, a yearning for release. To share my thoughts with those who understand, In a world of silence, a comforting hand. So I dream of a world where all things speak, To calm the storm, find the solace I seek. In the quiet moments, their voices would mend, The broken symphony, my mind's endless blend.
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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