Prompt: Arabiean Woman at the sea, long hair and with beautiful eyes setting at sand, mole at her chin, dropping sands between her hands
She said she knew
The passion for it flows
He crosses the banks of longing
From its land to my sea
Its fragrance is like narcissus and its color is like jasmine
And his peace is between glory, glory, and gentleness
Like a splinter on a wet branch
He swims between the Nile and a green valley
He sings my country, oh my country
One hour, my homeland is full
At this time, my country is extremely patient
There is nothing like his goodness for a long time
There is no other country to guide me to the path
So I raised my hand between my heart to praise him
O God, answer my hope for Him
“What a bird,” she said, humming in sadness
Return to me and do not faint
I will appear as a jewel for you
A blinding light in the black of the night
I will never forget where you are from
To remember you in sincerity and love
So do not feel sad about a time that has passed
Like dirt drooping on the fingertips
Bring me closer to you so that I may be good to you
And with my hands and your hands the air is sweetened
Prompt: Arabiean Woman at the sea, long hair and with beautiful eyes setting at sand, mole at her chin, dropping sands between her hands
She said she knew
The passion for it flows
He crosses the banks of longing
From its land to my sea
Its fragrance is like narcissus and its color is like jasmine
And his peace is between glory, glory, and gentleness
Like a splinter on a wet branch
He swims between the Nile and a green valley
He sings my country, oh my country
One hour, my homeland is full
At this time, my country is extremely patient
There is nothing like his goodness for a long time
There is no other country to guide me to the path
So I raised my hand between my heart to praise him
O God, answer my hope for Him
“What a bird,” she said, humming in sadness
Return to me and do not faint
I will appear as a jewel for you
A blinding light in the black of the night
I will never forget where you are from
To remember you in sincerity and love
So do not feel sad about a time that has passed
Like dirt drooping on the fingertips
Bring me closer to you so that I may be good to you
And with my hands and your hands the air is sweetened
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Prompt:
Arabiean Woman at the sea, long hair and with beautiful eyes setting at sand, mole at her chin, dropping sands between her hands
She said she knew
The passion for it flows
He crosses the banks of longing
From its land to my sea
Its fragrance is like narcissus and its color is like jasmine
And his peace is between glory, glory, and gentleness
Like a splinter on a wet branch
He swims between the Nile and a green valley
He sings my country, oh my country
One hour, my homeland is full
At this time, my country is extremely patient
There is nothing like his goodness for a long time
There is no other country to guide me to the path
So I raised my hand between my heart to praise him
O God, answer my hope for Him
“What a bird,” she said, humming in sadness
Return to me and do not faint
I will appear as a jewel for you
A blinding light in the black of the night
I will never forget where you are from
To remember you in sincerity and love
So do not feel sad about a time that has passed
Like dirt drooping on the fingertips
Bring me closer to you so that I may be good to you
And with my hands and your hands the air is sweetened
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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