Prompt: Hidden deep in an enchanted forest, where the trees whisper with the voices of ancient spirits and the stars light the paths with soft shimmer, lives the Wizard of Forgotten Dreams. A mysterious figure, wrapped in cloaks of night and with eyes full of glittering stars, he preserves the dreams lost in the depths of time.
The Wizard of Forgotten Dreams wanders the night hours, his presence but a faint shadow among the trees. He collects the dreams forgotten by the world, lost in the hustle and bustle of everyday life, and keeps them in his enchanted treasury, where they wait to be brought back to life.
Adventurers who meet the Wizard are invited to share their own dreams and discover what lies hidden in the depths of their minds. With his magical powers, the Wizard can help them bring their dreams to life, explore their deepest desires and hidden fears, and discover what is truly in their hearts.
The image shows a glimpse of the Wizard of Forgotten Dreams, his figure shrouded in the shadows of the night as he carefully guards his collection of forgotten dreams. It is a reminder of the power of the imagination and the magic of dreams, and of the possibility of reviving even the most lost hopes.
Prompt: the Merchant of Dreams :: stunning illustration By Hirohiko Araki, by Vuell villa, by Maria Primachenko, by Cuno Amiet :: ultrafine details, crayons and ink, clear lines ::
Prompt: Fallen angel ripped and bruised
Think on better days
Life is rude, treats you bad
Tears your wings away
Raise your eyes to star and sky
Believe in fly always
Take your dreams, your broken schemes
And sweep the past away
Fly lonely angel
High above these streets
Fly lonely angel
Far away from mad desire
Hollywood ain't paved with gold
It's just a trick of light
Sunset falls on stars of old
And blinds you with its light
A spiders web of tangled lives
Lays stretched across the hills
From distances it's glistening
Like El Dorado's halls
Fly lonely angel
High above these streets of fire
Fly lonely angel
Far away from mad desire
The dream was light
And fragrant nights
But how were you to know
The streets are hard
They're mean and scared
Where only fools find gold
Fly lonely angel
High above these streets of fire
Fly lonely angel
Far away from mad desire
Fly lonely angel
Spread your wings another way
Fly lonely angel
Find a better way
A better day
Prompt: A quirky alien is sleeping on clouds with a human kid holding a red rose by his pillow. The alien reaches out to a spacetimevine and breaks off a fruity piece of string theory which is than stretched and extended until time becomes infinite. A cozy round door opens and they escape into a higher dimension where time swirls and quantum bits do not exist as we know it. The most beautiful image you can imagine.
Prompt: In spite of ourselves We’ll end up a-sittin’ on a rainbow Against all odds Honey, we’re the big door prize We’re gonna spite our noses Right off of our faces There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts Dancin’ in our eyes
Prompt: Celestial Regatta of Dreams:
Elevate the scene to a celestial plane.
Replace the sea with a swirling nebula in shades of blue and green, dotted with sparkling stars.
The sailboats transform into ethereal vessels, their sails crafted from shimmering stardust.
Ethereal figures, reminiscent of Renaissance sculptures, captain the boats, their faces serene and otherworldly.
Maintain the feeling of a psychedelic sunset in the background, its colors blending seamlessly with the nebula.
Prompt: it's night, stars and the moon are shining, Mary's looking for her love of her life, and he comes!, sparkling, glitter, water around, surreal fairies, Paris, a heart painted on the ground, balls hanging from the sky
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.
