Prompt: Concrete wall consisting of many screaming concrete faces and crooked hands trying to break free from it. The wall is located in some otherworldly surreal place. Before the wall a person is lying sideways on the ground in a fetal position with their back to the wall. Conceptual, dynamic lighting, creepy, surreal, apocalyptic, phantasmagoric, emotional
Prompt: A modern depiction of Gustave Doré's The Deluge. The ocean level and waves rise catastrophically over skyscrapers and buildings. People cling to refuse and whatever they can hold on to. Ominous reddish sky and dark clouds. Angels with drawn flaming swords hover above pointing in judgment.
Prompt: Tear-streaked face, anguish, man in despair, shouting into emptiness, emotional turmoil, clenched fists, expressive eyes, shadows and light play, dramatic lighting, surreal atmosphere, psychological turmoil, inner conflict, deep emotions, raw emotion, expressive gestures, digital art, high resolution, vivid colors, intense emotion, by Salvador Dali and Edvard Munch, Artstation.
Prompt: A lonely hopeless man, his loved ones have died and he is alone in the black desert, soulless, sitting on his knees on the ground, broken and despairing, looking up into the deep sky, serious face expression, alone in the black desert, Arid land, lifeless, facing, black plain; perspective, mountains of suffering and pain at the end of the wide plain, with short plants bushes on the black plain, frightening in coal black color, the landscape of the plain is eerie and scary, dry burnt trees black, dark dark concept image, realistic image overview, all black and white, concept art, photorealistic, very detailed, scary resolution, disappointing image concept; Immerse every viewer in himself, perspective art, body parts without imperfections, full healthy fingers without defects, black and white animation, charcoal painting art, spectrum of white light aura around a lonely man, on a black ground, very soft focused light.
Prompt: Create an image featuring a 3D-rendered, white marble-like material figure resembling a grieving king seated on a chessboard. The figure has a muscular build, with detailed anatomy, seated in a pose indicative of sorrow. It should have its head bowed down, arms resting on its knees, and hands clasped together. The figure wears a stylized, high-crowned king's crown that is melting, with droplets resembling the material of the crown suspended in mid-air. On the chessboard, there should be black chess pieces close to the figure, with brown pieces such as pawns, knights, bishops, a queen, and a king displayed in focus. The pieces have a reflective, polished brown wooden surface.
The chessboard is a floor of a castle in the hall beatwen a huge walls of the castle, a moody atmosphere. The scene is illuminated with a soft, directional light that accentuates the figure's features and the glossy texture of the chess pieces, casting subtle shadows on the chessboard.
Prompt: Picture the scene: amidst the bustling streets of Paris, in the shadow of iconic landmarks, lies a homeless person, their form curled upon the unforgiving pavement. Their face, weathered by life's hardships, reflects the harsh reality of existence on the streets. Nearby, a shopping cart holds their meager possessions, while a makeshift shelter of cardboard provides scant protection from the elements. Despite the vibrant city around them, this individual is invisible to most, their presence ignored or overlooked by passersby. The hustle and bustle of daily life continues unabated, as if this person's plight is an inconvenience to be avoided rather than a call for compassion. In this Olympic arena of adversity, there are no medals to be won, no cheering crowds to lift spirits. Instead, there is only the silent struggle for survival, the relentless battle against hunger, thirst, and the crushing weight of despair. This is a snapshot of humanity at its most vulnerable, a poignant reminder of the stark inequalities that persist in our society.
Prompt: The Cry of Nature: Illustrate a figure with arms raised against a backdrop of stark, dying trees under a crimson sky. Incorporate Edvard Munch’s themes of nature’s connection with human emotions and Ludwig Kirchner’s dramatic color contrasts to emphasize environmental despair.
Prompt: In the dark forest, where trees obscure the moonlight and create a play of shadows, stands a lone man holding the lifeless body of a dead woman in his arms. His face is contorted with pain and despair as he cradles her motionless form, as if trying to hold onto the last remnants of warmth and life. Around them, the quiet whisper of the wind carries through the treetops, resembling a melancholic melody of lost love and hopelessness.
See How They Run Like Pigs From a Gun See How They Fly, I'm Crying
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Prompt: I am he as you are he as you are me
And we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun
See how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a corn flake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you've been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long
I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Prompt: Create highly-detailed textured accentuated dripping oil painting on cracked styled canvas: Heavy rain falling on an Angel crying, her solemn hands covering her face in despair, she is an angelic figure in ragged, tattered and torn long gown, broken feathered wings, contemplative expression, overlooking a bleak devastated cityscape, post-apocalyptic ruins, debris-filled streets, desolate urban landscape, poignant atmosphere, digital fantasy art, hyper-realistic details, ultra-detailed features, emotional depth, a gothic colour palette, dust, mist and destruction, deserted city, artistic masterpiece. trending on Artstation, sharp focus , elegant, intricate, oil on canvas, ray tracing, crisp quality, Unreal Engine, Van Gogh, Thomas Kinkade, J. M. W. Turner , crisp realism, sharp details , 3D highly detailed, porcelain white skin, 64K, UHD, HDR, HQ
Prompt: Desperate addict seeking help, dark and gritty alleyway, empty pill bottles scattered, trembling hands, tear-streaked face, reaching out for a guiding light, shadowy figures in the background, a beacon of hope shining through, rehabilitation center sign in the distance, symbol of recovery, emotional turmoil, raw and realistic style, high resolution for impactful details, somber color palette with hints of hope, dramatic lighting casting long shadows, evoking a sense of struggle and redemption.
Prompt: In the dark forest, where trees obscure the moonlight and create a play of shadows, stands a lone man holding the lifeless body of a dead woman in his arms. His face is contorted with pain and despair as he cradles her motionless form, as if trying to hold onto the last remnants of warmth and life. Around them, the quiet whisper of the wind carries through the treetops, resembling a melancholic melody of lost love and hopelessness.
Prompt: Forsaken Dungeon: A grim and forbidding dungeon, its atmosphere heavy with neglect and despair.
Despondent Prisoner: The central figure, a man appearing broken and defeated, the weight of his situation visible in his posture and expression.
Key in Hand: Clutched in the man’s hand is a key, a symbol of potential freedom that contrasts starkly with his current state.
Bleak Cell: The cell is poorly lit, damp, and uninviting, with rough stone walls that echo the bleakness of the prisoner's situation.
Harsh Stone Walls: The walls are cold and unwelcoming, emphasizing the harsh reality of the man’s confinement.
Solitary Confinement: The man is utterly alone, highlighting the intense isolation of his imprisonment.
Mocking Glimmer of Light: A faint light filters in, offering a mocking hint of the outside world, just out of reach despite the key he holds.
Shadows of Despair: The cell is filled with deep shadows, symbolizing the overwhelming despair enveloping the man.
Air of Futility: The presence of the key adds to a sense of futility, as it seems useless in his current predicament.
Ragged Garments: His clothing is worn and tattered, suggesting a long period of captivity and neglect.
Expression of Defeat: His face is marked by defeat, a resignation to his fate despite the ironic twist of holding a key.
Irony of Freedom: The key represents an ironic twist to his captivity, hinting at freedom that remains unattainable.
Whisper of Escape: The key suggests a possibility of escape, yet the man’s demeanor implies that it’s an unachievable dream.
Silent Echoes: The silent, oppressive atmosphere of the dungeon, amplifying the sense of solitude and abandonment.
Haunting Realization: The scene conveys a haunting realization of hopelessness, even in the presence of what should be a means of escape.
Prompt: A homeless person in tattered clothing leans against the wall, smoking a cigarette, with despair and sadness evident, while a ginger cat stands nearby. The deserted night street is dimly lit by faint streetlights, barely illuminating the road and the houses
Prompt: A homeless person in tattered clothing leans against the wall, smoking a cigarette, with despair and sadness evident, while a ginger cat stands nearby. The deserted night street is dimly lit by faint streetlights, barely illuminating the road and the houses
Prompt: In the pit of night, under a choked sky, nothing's left but the howl,
A void so complete, it swallows whole, no whimper, just a growl.
Darkness isn't just absence of light, it's a beast that feasts on the soul,
A maw so wide, devouring whole, leaving nothing, no heart, no goal.
This isn't sadness, it's a blight, a plague spreading, rotting, raw,
Every scream just echoes, fades, in this abyss without a law.
Hope? A joke, so bitter, it chokes, in throats of those who dare,
Dreams? Just dust, crushed underfoot, by despair's unyielding stare.
Here, in this endless, crushing dark, where even shadows die,
The only truth that whispers soft, is that all's born just to lie.
Futures? Cancelled, erased by night, under a moon bleeding red,
Life's but a brief, agonizing fight, in a world already dead.
So, revel in this, this ode to nothingness,
A symphony of destruction, in a universe of distress.
No light, no dawn, no end in sight, just eternal, fucking night,
A perfect, pure, unyielding void—total, absolute, outright.
Prompt: A homeless person in tattered clothing leans against the wall, smoking a cigarette, with despair and sadness evident, while a ginger cat stands nearby. The deserted night street is dimly lit by faint streetlights, barely illuminating the road and the houses
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.
