Prompt: In a dream yesterday morning, I found myself sitting with a group of villagers in Maxwell, ten miles East of the remote adobe abode in which I abide. We were sitting outside of a restaurant (although none exist in the tiny village IRL) where we'd all eaten a potluck meal to welcome five folks new to "town." My job for the potluck was not to cook but to write a "love letter" to each of the village's new residents. Both the potluck and the love letters had been received with appreciation by our new neighbors. Our focus now was on a large mesa to the West, where an annual event was occurring in which Native American symbols and totems were arranged on the mesa that were of such enormous scale that they could be seen clearly from great distances. I particularly remember a red circular face with over-sized white eyes and a grotesque smile.
Prompt: In a dream yesterday morning, I found myself sitting with a group of villagers in Maxwell, ten miles East of the remote adobe abode in which I abide. We were sitting outside of a restaurant (although none exist in the tiny village IRL) where we'd all eaten a potluck meal to welcome five folks new to "town." My job for the potluck was not to cook but to write a "love letter" to each of the village's new residents. Both the potluck and the love letters had been received with appreciation by our new neighbors. Our focus now was on a large mesa to the West, where an annual event was occurring in which Native American symbols and totems were arranged on the mesa that were of such enormous scale that they could be seen clearly from great distances. I particularly remember a red circular face with over-sized white eyes and a grotesque smile.
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In a dream yesterday morning, I found myself sitting with a group of villagers in Maxwell, ten miles East of the remote adobe abode in which I abide. We were sitting outside of a restaurant (although none exist in the tiny village IRL) where we'd all eaten a potluck meal to welcome five folks new to "town." My job for the potluck was not to cook but to write a "love letter" to each of the village's new residents. Both the potluck and the love letters had been received with appreciation by our new neighbors. Our focus now was on a large mesa to the West, where an annual event was occurring in which Native American symbols and totems were arranged on the mesa that were of such enormous scale that they could be seen clearly from great distances. I particularly remember a red circular face with over-sized white eyes and a grotesque smile.
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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