Wars may be fought with weapons, but they are won by men.
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Prompt: Wars may be fought with weapons, but they are won by men. It is the spirit of the men who follow and of the man who leads that gains that victory.
Holding out for a Hero V - By God was he blessed, E’er true to his quest ...
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Prompt: I need a hero,
I shall hold out for a hero till the morning light,
By God was he blessed,
E’er true to his quest,
A man of whom Chaucer will write.
Prompt: A bearded smiling young knigt in red-white-blue tunic and silver-golden plate armor stands in front of his castle's gatehous on the wodden Drawbridge with the American Star Spangled Banner, the Flag of the United States of America, in his hands. Sunny morning sunrise, a few clouds, and you see a majestic, awesome bald eagle (Haliaeetus leucocephalus) with spreaded wings flying high in the sky above the castle.
Holding Out for a Hero III - Racing on a courser and clad in gleaming mail ...
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Prompt: Erelong at the witching hour within my reverie,
Somewhere just beyond the veil someone reacheth out for me,
Racing on a courser and clad in gleaming mail - Oooh! ,
I shall answer none but he who bringeth me the grail - Aaah!
The age of chivalry is never past, so long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.
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Prompt: Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past, so long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.
Prompt: Then one day, a lawman appeared,
With powers of hawk, wolf, puma and bear,
Protector of peace, mystic man from afar,
Champion of justice, Marshall Bravestarr!
No guts no glory, No pain no gain, One for all, all for one, Riders on the range (Galaxy Rangers)
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Prompt: No guts no glory,
No pain no gain,
One for all, all for one,
Riders on the range,
No guts no glory,
We're taking a stand,
Ready to prove it again!
Holding Out for a Hero I - Whither have the worthy gone, oh, where is fair Gawain?
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Prompt: Whither have the worthy gone, oh, where is fair Gawain?
Where is gallant Galahad to take the bridle rein?
Is there not a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and I dream of what I need.
Whoever has been lucky enough, to become a friend to a friend (Ode to Joy)
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Prompt: Whoever has been lucky enough,
to become a friend to a friend,
Whoever has found a beloved wife,
let him join our songs of praise!
Yes, and anyone who can call one soul,
his own on this earth!
Any who cannot, let them slink away,
from this gathering in tears!
Let the man who has had the fortune, To be a helper to his friend (Ode to Joy)
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Prompt: Let the man who has had the fortune,
To be a helper to his friend,
And the man who has won a noble woman,
Join in our chorus of jubilation!
Yes, even if he holds but one soul,
As his own in all the world!
But let the man who knows nothing of this,
Steal away alone and in sorrow.
Rescue from the chains of tyrants, Magnanimity to the villain too (Ode to Joy)
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Prompt: Rescue from the chains of tyrants,
Magnanimity to the villain too,
Hope on the deathbed,
Mercy in the high law court,
Even the dead shall live!
Brothers, drink and agree with me,
That all sinners shall be forgiven,
And hell shall be no more.
Scotland the Brave III But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing
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Prompt: But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing,
Deep groves of steel trodden down in their path,
The eyes of my sons like their bright swords are glancing,
Triumphantly riding through ruin and death,
Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o′er their bloody tombs,
Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave,
Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's wheel,
Victorious in battlefield Scotland the brave,
In the style of old landscape painters, ultra high resolution, highly detailed, intricate, meticulous oil painting by Alexandre Calame, Ferdinand Knab, Gustave Courbet and Caspar David Friedrich, Carl Spitzweg, William Turner and John Constable
Scotland the Brave II Enthroned on the peak of her own highland mountains #FBDDJUN24
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Prompt: Enthroned on the peak of her own highland mountains,
Te spirit of Scotia reigns fearless and free,
Her green tartan waving o'er blue rock and fountain,
And proudly she sings looking over the sea,
Here among my mountains wild I have serenely smiled,
When armies and empires against me were hurled,
Firm as my native rock I have withstood the shock,
Of England, of Denmark, or Rome and the world,
In the style of old landscape painters, ultra high resolution, highly detailed, intricate, meticulous oil painting by Alexandre Calame, Ferdinand Knab, Gustave Courbet and Caspar David Friedrich, Carl Spitzweg, William Turner and John Constable
Scotland the Brave I Scotland′s blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled #FBDDJUN24
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Prompt: Let Italy boast of her gay gilded waters,
Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies,
Her sons drinking love from the eyes of her daughters,
Where freedom expires amid softness and sighs,
Scotland′s blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled,
Towering in grandeur are dearer tae me,
Land of the misty cloud land of the tempest loud,
Land of the brave and proud land of the free,
In the style of old landscape painters, ultra high resolution, highly detailed, intricate, meticulous oil painting by Alexandre Calame, Ferdinand Knab, Gustave Courbet and Caspar David Friedrich, Carl Spitzweg, William Turner and John Constable
Be embraced, all ye millions! With a kiss for all the world! (Ode to Joy)
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Prompt: Be embraced, all ye millions!
With a kiss for all the world!
Brothers, beyond the stars,
Surely dwells a loving Father.
Do you kneel before Him, oh millions?
Do you feel the Creator's presence?
Seek Him beyond the stars!
He must dwell beyond the stars.
Courage firm in grievous trial, help, where innocence doth scream ...
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Prompt: Courage firm in grievous trial,
Help, where innocence doth scream,
Oaths which sworn to are eternal,
Truth to friend and foe the same,
Manly pride ’fore kingly power,
Brothers, cost it life and blood,
Honor to whom merits honor,
Ruin to the lying brood!
All the world's creatures draw, draughts of joy from nature (Ode to Joy)
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Prompt: All the world's creatures draw,
Draughts of joy from nature;
Both the just and the unjust,
Follow in her gentle footsteps.
She gave us kisses and wine,
And a friend loyal unto death;
She gave the joy of life to the lowliest,
And to the angels who dwell with God.
Let the man who has had the fortune to be a helper to his friend ...
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Prompt: Let the man who has had the fortune,
To be a helper to his friend,
And the man who has won a noble woman,
Join in our chorus of jubilation!
Yes, even if he holds but one soul,
As his own in all the world!
But let the man who knows nothing of this,
Steal away alone and in sorrow.
Prompt: In a Hidden Cavern in the Deserts of the Holy Land a young knight with brown hair wearing a green and yellow tunic over his chain mail holds the Holy Grail in his Hands, behind him stand another young knight wearing a black and yellow tunic over his chain mail and hold a burning torch. Far in the background of the Cavern you can roughly see the figure of the Grim Reaper in wafts of mist. Medieval Times, Middle Ages, evening hours
Prompt: Joy, thou shining spark of God,
Daughter of Elysium,
With fiery rapture, goddess,
We approach thy shrine!
Your magic reunites those
Whom stern custom has parted;
All men will become brothers,
Under your protective wing.
Prompt: Old master painting... A knight in his nightshirt is lying sick with a fever in his bed in his chamber of his medieval castle. He looks plaintive and has fever dreams. His lovely maid sits next to the bed and cools his forehead with a wet linen cloth, she looks at him lovingly and caringly. ... in the style of Titian. Dark background... old master 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.
