Prompt: Ode to a Cat, in the Style of William Shakespeare
O noble creature, graced with fur so fine,
A regal whiskered lord, with eyes like suns,
Thy purring doth mine heart's delight refine,
As if the Muses' own sweet music runs.
Upon the hearth dost thou thy throne command,
With tail a-swaying like a metronome,
In silent grace dost thou the hours withstand,
A master of the art of feline roam.
Oh, how thy lithe form leaps with such delight,
To chase the shadows of the moonlit night,
Or bask in warmth of day's soft golden light,
In contemplation of thy sovereign might.
What dreams dost thou, in slumber deep, behold?
Of mice and milk, or battles long ago fought?
Thy mysteries are many, manifold,
A living sonnet, by the gods begot.
So let us raise a toast to thee, dear cat,
For in thy silent watch, and gentle purr,
There lies a peace, a calm, where once was that,
Now all is well, for thou art here, for sure.
Prompt: Ode to a Cat, in the Style of William Shakespeare
O noble creature, graced with fur so fine,
A regal whiskered lord, with eyes like suns,
Thy purring doth mine heart's delight refine,
As if the Muses' own sweet music runs.
Upon the hearth dost thou thy throne command,
With tail a-swaying like a metronome,
In silent grace dost thou the hours withstand,
A master of the art of feline roam.
Oh, how thy lithe form leaps with such delight,
To chase the shadows of the moonlit night,
Or bask in warmth of day's soft golden light,
In contemplation of thy sovereign might.
What dreams dost thou, in slumber deep, behold?
Of mice and milk, or battles long ago fought?
Thy mysteries are many, manifold,
A living sonnet, by the gods begot.
So let us raise a toast to thee, dear cat,
For in thy silent watch, and gentle purr,
There lies a peace, a calm, where once was that,
Now all is well, for thou art here, for sure.
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Prompt:
Ode to a Cat, in the Style of William Shakespeare
O noble creature, graced with fur so fine,
A regal whiskered lord, with eyes like suns,
Thy purring doth mine heart's delight refine,
As if the Muses' own sweet music runs.
Upon the hearth dost thou thy throne command,
With tail a-swaying like a metronome,
In silent grace dost thou the hours withstand,
A master of the art of feline roam.
Oh, how thy lithe form leaps with such delight,
To chase the shadows of the moonlit night,
Or bask in warmth of day's soft golden light,
In contemplation of thy sovereign might.
What dreams dost thou, in slumber deep, behold?
Of mice and milk, or battles long ago fought?
Thy mysteries are many, manifold,
A living sonnet, by the gods begot.
So let us raise a toast to thee, dear cat,
For in thy silent watch, and gentle purr,
There lies a peace, a calm, where once was that,
Now all is well, for thou art here, for sure.
Modifiers:
highly detailed
sharp focus
fantasy
intricate
dynamic lighting
colourful
hdr
acrylic art
pencil sketch
Henri Matisse
Wassily Kandinsky
Gian Lorenzo Bernini
Dee Nickerson
deep rich colors
ink and a scratching, splashing, blotting quill pen, irregular stroke, squiggly line
highly detailed
highly detailed
highly detailed
intricate
fantasy
sharp focus
highly detailed
hypnotic and mesmerizing
highly detailed
fantasy
highly detailed
highly detailed
fantasy
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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