Prompt: Went out for a run at the worst time of the day. In the evening. And there they dance lezginka in a cafe under the light of light bulbs, they play rap about the streets and women. It's drizzling rain, which drives you on. The GPS is hidden behind the trees, so the satellites are broken again. And then I ran through the empty market, through garages and a gas station straight to the stadium. I couldn’t find Lekha, so I circled around the stadium and through the autumn leaves to the finish line.
Prompt: In the morning, under the golden yellow leaves, I ran into the autumn. He ruffled the leaves and kicked them. I let pedestrians through, looked at the sale of socks, and across the other side of the street, running through people, I ended up at a concrete fence.
Prompt: Milk, milk came from every direction. It’s good that I don’t like it, otherwise I would have drunk it. Strange people roll around in the mud and then go on the sidewalks to run over pedestrians. The man was talking loudly on the phone, as if not with the interlocutor, but with everyone around him
Prompt: I hit a satellite dish on the head and the signal went off. He ran past the grandfathers and ran to school and kindergarten. Along the way, people are young people, however. In the park, dogs shit and bury poop underground. Don't step on me, dear comrade. The leaves are falling and people stop for a second to replace it.
Prompt: Bloody sunrise, purple sunrise, yellow sunrise, and under these sunrises a man in hawk sneakers and a regular caftan is running. It's cold, the market is empty, there's no trading. Future snow hangs over the sky. The first exit after the road is the seventh road. Time to take me back to the middle zhuz.
Prompt: Good in the last days of October. Bald trees, the weather with black clouds and only abandoned roads cry for people. They can't find any traces.
Prompt: It’s a sunny day, only the fuel numbers flash in my eyes, I don’t know whether to drop a drop of gasoline or diesel fuel for speed. At a spontaneous market, a grandmother sells cabbage to get cabbage. The morning silence is interrupted by the crackling of a beer can in the distance. The centaur went behind the fence.
Prompt: The stick slammed as if a bomb had exploded. I moved along the cold streets near the Berlin Wall to the bright shopping arcades. Grandmother walks low, dragging her bag. I run around people so they don’t get trampled
Prompt: But it was a waste of time to put on gloves when it was fresh and warm; I should have been naked and run around like those bald trees. The driver is upset that the car will not open. The movement happening around speaks of folding bricks.
Prompt: It’s so good, it’s so wonderful to breathe easily, the effect of summer is just like that in November. But the problem is that the satellites are broken; the Uzbeks are cooking pilaf in them, so there is no signal. However, a dog in a fashionable Stone Island jacket with a compass is walking along the bike path. Silence on Saturday and only some lights blink
Prompt: The signal was not picked up by GPS. Today we had a joint meeting at the stadium. There was only one person running on it - me. Others did not come, alas, but so. There was a drizzle of cereal, but overall it was tolerable.
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.
