Prompt: Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
Prompt: a little girl is lying in her bed in a child's room. she has blonde tangled hair, wears plaid pyjamas and holds a teddy bear in her arms. the blanket is printed with lots of little unicorns and the girl is asleep. a magical adult fairy hovers over the bed and sprinkles golden dust over the girl with her magic wand. the fairy has two transparent wings and wears a beautiful blue dress. Her expressive eyes gaze lovingly at the child. She smiles slightly as she sends the child beautiful dreams. Outside the window, you can see the moon shining. A few stars rise up into the dark night sky. A few toys lie in front of the bed. There are two shoes in front of it.
Prompt: In the depths of the enchanted forest, where the veil between dreams and reality grows thin, she stood as a bridge between worlds. The sorceress, cloaked in crimson, radiated an aura of calm and mystery. The great white dragon, her eternal companion, spiraled around her, a creature born of both her deepest dreams and her waking soul.
Her life was an intricate dance between what was imagined and what was real, a beautiful chaos only she could navigate. The dragon whispered to her through the mist, its voice a blend of wisdom and wonder, reminding her that the lines between mind and reality are not boundaries, but opportunities.
Through her, dreams took flight and reality softened, merging into a harmonious symphony. She had learned that the magic of life lies not in knowing what is real, but in believing in what could be. Together with her dragon, she reminded the world that the power to shape reality begins within - in the courage to dream and the will to make it so.
Prompt: Mysterious ocean depths, dark and foreboding, dreams drifting away, soft silence reminiscent of memories, gentle voice singing, unhearable now, struggle to breathe amidst drowning, closed door symbolizing loss, psychosomatic surrealism, naive art style, deep emotional undertones, surreal underwater scene, dreamlike atmosphere, symbolic imagery of doors and drowning, haunting and introspective, subdued color palette of blues and greys, soft lighting to create a sense of mystery and melancholy, by Salvador Dali and Henri Rousseau, Behance, high-resolution digital painting.
Prompt: a comprehensive portrayal of the essence of this poem :
"There is an ocean so dark down below the waves,
Where you watch while these dreams gently float away,
And there is a silence so soft it's only memory,
Like the way your voice always sounds when you sing to me,
But I can't hear it now,
Just tell me how to keep breathing, while pretending I'm not drowning,
I don't know if I could,
I watched a door close for good,
'Cause I couldn't keep it open.", Psychosomatic surrealism, naive art.
Prompt: Where dreams and nightmares meet in the night: by Yossi Kotler, watercolor and ink, intricate details, fantasy, beautiful, award winning, colorful, fantastic view, crisp quality, in sunshine.
Prompt: Impasto Oil painting of a young prairie girl blowing Fluffy Seeds from a dandelion she hold in her hands. Her face holds a look of wonder and hope as she blows on the fluff and makes an unknown wish. The background is a minimalist abstract illustration rendered in heavy impasto palette knife strokes. Ethereal, embossed 3D elements, whimsical, intricate details and a subtle cubist influence seen in patchwork patterned background. The color palette includes various blends of periwinkle, persimmon, mulberry, sienna and sage, evoking joy and innocence and wonder.
Sound Of Silence VIII - 'Neath the halo of a street lamp
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: In restless dreams, I walked alone,
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp,
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light,
That split the night,
And touched the sound of silence ...
,charcoal Drawing, Charcoal, Drawing,
Prompt: (((Masterpiece))) drawn with ink and a scratching, splashing, blotting quill pen, irregular stroke, squiggly line, evocative. Colored with bright bright aquarelle, splatter, overspray of color.
Create in the low left corner of the Canvas the small dynamic captivating, beguiling image of a modern young blonde vietnamese woman (30% of the canvas), She is talking to the viewer. The rest of the image (70% of the canvas) is filled with one gigantic empty speech bubble in art noveau style. The big speech bubble is white, the background is turquoise, blue, violet and pink in cloudy watercolors
The blonde hair of the vietnamese woman is loosely styled in a messy bun with many loose tendrils framing her face. The vietnamese woman wears a saggy revealing t-shirt and a very soft revealing orange cardigan.
Masterpiece, gorgeous, beautiful, awe striking, breath taking, evocative, sumptuous, aesthetic, unique, HD,style of by zettel
Sound Of Silence II - In restless dreams, I walked alone ...
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
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Prompt: In restless dreams, I walked alone,
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp,
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light,
That split the night,
And touched the sound of silence ...
,charcoal Drawing, Charcoal, Drawing,
Prompt: a comprehensive portrayal of the essence of this poem :
"There is an ocean so dark down below the waves,
Where you watch while these dreams gently float away,
And there is a silence so soft it's only memory,
Like the way your voice always sounds when you sing to me,
But I can't hear it now,
Just tell me how to keep breathing, while pretending I'm not drowning,
I don't know if I could,
I watched a door close for good,
'Cause I couldn't keep it open."
, inspired by masters of melancholy.
Prompt: a comprehensive portrayal of the essence of this poem :
"There is an ocean so dark down below the waves,
Where you watch while these dreams gently float away,
And there is a silence so soft it's only memory,
Like the way your voice always sounds when you sing to me,
But I can't hear it now,
Just tell me how to keep breathing, while pretending I'm not drowning,
I don't know if I could,
I watched a door close for good,
'Cause I couldn't keep it open.".
Prompt: An angel and a ghost horse come together above the clouds and give away dreams. It is night, the stars and the moon are shining. A light mist is rising
Prompt: So many times it happens too fast,
You trade your passion for glory,
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past,
You must fight just to keep them alive!
Prompt: once again
I have an
audience
watching
my dance
of shadows
the world
breathes
softly
like whispers
from the womb
of darkness
as it winds
its way
through
the hours
of night
streetlights
mark the
avenue of
pursuit
in the quietest
moments
I can hear
the sounds
of dreams
escaping
like steam
rising slowly
to the stars
above
Prompt: once again
I have an
audience
watching
my dance
of shadows
the world
breathes
softly
like whispers
from the womb
of darkness
as it winds
its way
through
the hours
of night
streetlights
mark the
avenue of
pursuit
in the quietest
moments
I can hear
the sounds
of dreams
escaping
like steam
rising slowly
to the stars
above
Prompt: The roots of the mirror smiled back at me, their twisted tendrils reaching out to embrace my reflection. I felt myself sinking into the glass, becoming one with the roots that grew within. As I looked deeper, I saw a world beyond, a place where reality and dreams intertwined. by Georges de La Tour, by George Nolfi, by Winold Reiss, timeless, delicate detail, clarity, award-winning, high definition, luscious, captivating, spectacular, perfect face, magnificent
Respect - Try it - Mention - Link : I am fair, I respect other DDG Artists and their Dreams! #RTML
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A close-up of a green-yellow baby dragon sitting in the middle of a medieval castle in the throne room with a much too big knight's helmet on his head, watercolour, fantasy illustration, alcohol ink, funny, cute. Colourful hand-drawn Illustration in Style of Jean-Baptiste Monge and Anne Stokes
Prompt: In the middle of the night, in my dreams, you should see the things that we do. Mario Sanchez Nevado. Pointillism. Dragons, butterflies, flying toasters.
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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