Prompt: Pour the fog into my dry eyes
At night, yes, you know, it makes me thirsty
And don't abandon me
I don't want to leave
I can't leave
From me
From this body that I no longer recognize
From these new shoes
And I dress in bruises
And you dress me in bruises
I scream I'm fragile
I cry habitually
In my darkness I get agitated
There is no tear that I live
One scratch, one wound
A scratch a wound
My hands move along the sides of my soul
The wind comes in, let it pass
Don't stop the shaking
If you call me by name my memory stops
And I no longer have skin on my neck
And I no longer have skin on my heart
I only have a throne of anxiety and resentment
A crown of cries on the head
A throne of anxiety and resentment
Of anxiety and resentment
Prompt: Pour the fog into my dry eyes
At night, yes, you know, it makes me thirsty
And don't abandon me
I don't want to leave
I can't leave
From me
From this body that I no longer recognize
From these new shoes
And I dress in bruises
And you dress me in bruises
I scream I'm fragile
I cry habitually
In my darkness I get agitated
There is no tear that I live
One scratch, one wound
A scratch a wound
My hands move along the sides of my soul
The wind comes in, let it pass
Don't stop the shaking
If you call me by name my memory stops
And I no longer have skin on my neck
And I no longer have skin on my heart
I only have a throne of anxiety and resentment
A crown of cries on the head
A throne of anxiety and resentment
Of anxiety and resentment
Would you like to report this Dream as inappropriate?
Prompt:
Pour the fog into my dry eyes
At night, yes, you know, it makes me thirsty
And don't abandon me
I don't want to leave
I can't leave
From me
From this body that I no longer recognize
From these new shoes
And I dress in bruises
And you dress me in bruises
I scream I'm fragile
I cry habitually
In my darkness I get agitated
There is no tear that I live
One scratch, one wound
A scratch a wound
My hands move along the sides of my soul
The wind comes in, let it pass
Don't stop the shaking
If you call me by name my memory stops
And I no longer have skin on my neck
And I no longer have skin on my heart
I only have a throne of anxiety and resentment
A crown of cries on the head
A throne of anxiety and resentment
Of anxiety and resentment
Modifiers:
oil on canvas
ethereal
dark
Oil Painting
mystical
Pino Daeni
Albert Bierstadt
Dr. Seuss
Jeremy Mann
Fear
accurate and proportional human anatomy
perfect facial features
Jean-Baptiste Monge style
Dramatic scene
Enchantingly atmospheric
multidimensional paint stroke
scratched
by night
John Howe style
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.