Prompt: Deltics, a raincoat and a rose
Rain, tears of joy, tears of pain
Is this really me
Standing here at the station
The card said I mustn't be late
I've never been late
I've never really had the chance
Years and years and not even wanting a second chance
'Look for a raincoat and a rose'
I hope no one sees, they'll laugh I know
He was always like that, yes it always showed
Did I do something wrong to have to pay
In many more ways than one
Rainy day, what do I sayHow simple it's all become
Love is for fools and fools have no grace
Damn them while you can
Out here on the fence is such a lonely place
I wish I was foolish now
The greatest of pain is never really knowing
Maybe today I'll find out this way
The way that I'm going
Prompt: Paint me, artist, a tear.
Take the brushes, don't refuse me!
Light – like a drop of dew.
Heavy – like a grain of hatred.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Take the paints from my soul!
With it I want to express
the feelings that are hidden within me.
Gentle – like quiet skies.
Dark – like a raging whirlwind.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Paint me a real tear!
When it wrings out with its call
even from souls frozen
by pain or by love,
know that you have painted me.
Prompt: Paint me, artist, a tear.
Take the brushes, don't refuse me!
Light – like a drop of dew.
Heavy – like a grain of hatred.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Take the paints from my soul!
With it I want to express
the feelings that are hidden within me.
Gentle – like quiet skies.
Dark – like a raging whirlwind.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Paint me a real tear!
When it wrings out with its call
even from souls frozen
by pain or by love,
know that you have painted me.
Prompt: Paint me, artist, a tear.
Take the brushes, don't refuse me!
Light – like a drop of dew.
Heavy – like a grain of hatred.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Take the paints from my soul!
With it I want to express
the feelings that are hidden within me.
Gentle – like quiet skies.
Dark – like a raging whirlwind.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Paint me a real tear!
When it wrings out with its call
even from souls frozen
by pain or by love,
know that you have painted me.
Prompt: (((Masterpiece))) drawn with ink and a scratching, splashing, blotting quill pen, irregular stroke, squiggly line, evocative. colored with bright aquarelle, splatter, overspray of color, painted on black canvas.
Create a vivid scene in an underground club: A beautiful, busty, slim, blonde young Vietnamese woman with a blonde, messy bun sits on a stool in a dimly lit bar. She has placed her left bare foot over her knee, and is massaging the sore ankle of her bare left foot while watching the young women dancing on the dance floor. She is wearing a mini skirt and rainbow colored legwarmers, a loose fitting t-shirt with deep neckline. her chucks are standing on the floor next to the stool.
The lightshow from the dancefloor and the red lights from the bar highlight her very beautiful facial and bodily features.
Masterpiece, gorgeous, beautiful, awe striking, breath taking, evocative, sumptuous, aesthetic, unique, HD,style of by zettel
Prompt: (((Masterpiece, close up, side view))) chaotic collage technique assembled from coloured spots of light, colored with bright warercolour, splatter, squiggly ink lines, overspray of color. Painted on black canvas.
Create the vivid scene in an underground club: A beautiful, busty, slim, blonde young Vietnamese woman with a blonde messy bun - she is sitting on a stool at a dimly lit bar. She took of one of her sneakers and has put one bare foot across her knee and massages her sore ankle while she watches the dancing young women on the dancefloor.
She is wearing a mini skirt and legwarmers, chucks and a loose fitting t-shirt with deep neckline. It looks like her clothes just consist of colourful spots a light. Inspired by the works of Mimmo Rotella.
The lightshow from the dancefloor and the red lights from the bar highlight her very beautiful facial and bodily features and drenches the club in a swirl of stroboscobe and flickering colors.
Towards the edges of the canvas everythings dissolves into darkness and gets blown away by the autumn wind.
Masterpiece, gorgeous, beautiful, awe striking, breath taking, evocative, sumptuous, aesthetic, unique, HD, style by zettel
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Prompt: Oh my god. This thing? This block? It’s not even a block. It’s a scream that got stuck.
It’s metal, yeah, but not smooth. It’s like the surface remembers pain. Like someone punched time and it froze mid-impact. There’s a person in it—in it—not carved, not sculpted, caught. Face twisted, hands reaching, like they were trying to escape the moment itself.
It’s gray, but not boring gray. It’s the kind of gray that feels like silence after something terrible. Cold. Not freezer cold—space cold. Like minus infinity.
Edges are brutal. No softness. No mercy. Shadows cling to it like guilt that won’t let go. It’s heavy. Not just in weight—emotionally heavy. Like if you touched it, you’d feel everything they felt when they got trapped.
And the eyes. Oh god, the eyes. They’re shut, but they burn. Like they’re still alive in there, dreaming in static.
This isn’t a prison. It’s a monument. To fear. To pause. To being almost gone.
Prompt: cinematic portrait, a man in his late 30s with a sharp, intelligent face and piercing, tired eyes, sitting slumped in a worn leather armchair in a vast, personal library. He is surrounded by towering shelves of books, complex equations scribbled on a nearby blackboard, and expensive antique scientific instruments. His posture is tense, one hand gripping the armrest tightly, knuckles white from chronic pain, the other hand loosely holding a glass of whiskey. A bottle of prescription painkillers is visible on the side table next to a Nobel Prize medal being used as a coaster. His expression is a mix of profound boredom, intellectual arrogance, and simmering physical agony. chiaroscuro lighting, dark academic aesthetic, moody, high contrast, photorealistic, sense of a brilliant mind trapped in a failing vessel
Prompt: dreamy (((Masterpiece))) watercolor wet on wet, soft edges. A beautiful woman long curly blonde hair is sitting on the floor in a corner holding her head between her legs. Further away is a scene with caucasian people laughing around a table and having fun. Depicts social phobias, melancholia, fear, laughter vs desperation. Dark mood, isolation. Sadness.
Prompt: Create a surrealist cyberpunk image with psychedelic elements, depicting raw Pain—a chaotic storm of neon blue, red, and black fractures, with jagged, splintering shards radiating emotional anguish, physiological strain, cognitive fragmentation, social rupture, philosophical chaos, and unrelenting disruption—pure hurt as a system unraveling. This Pain permeates the space around pure Happiness—a luminous, compact sphere of yellow and orange gradients, with smooth, flowing warmth embodying emotional bliss, optimal physiological harmony, positive cognitive serenity, social unity, and philosophical peace—pure joy as a system in flawless balance. Set in a cosmic void or neural matrix, the image reveals Pain’s fractured storm encroaching on Happiness’s radiant sphere, its jagged edges brushing the smooth gradients, triggering a subtle, iridescent ripple across Happiness’s surface—a fleeting awareness of discord that taints its pristine joy, marking a permanent shift. Use surreal, dreamlike contrasts, cyberpunk glitch effects to etch Pain’s raw suffering into every shard, and psychedelic vibrancy to illuminate Happiness’s blissful glow now shadowed by that single ripple, ensuring no personification, with the focus on their abstract, emotional collision.
Art Style: Surrealist Cyberpunk with Psychedelic Elements is the perfect fit. Surrealism crafts Pain and Happiness as abstract states without form; cyberpunk glitch effects carve Pain’s fractures as visceral hurt; psychedelic vibrancy enhances Happiness’s joyful sphere while capturing its disrupted ripple. The encroachment dynamic delivers the emotional essence you seek—Pain’s torment and Happiness’s altered bliss in one striking moment.
Prompt: Are you ready?
This place inside my mind
A place I like to hide
You don't know the chances
What if I should die?
A place inside my brain
Another kind of pain
You don't know the chances
I'm so blind
Blind
Blind
Another place I find
To escape the pain inside
You don't know the chances
What if I should die?
A place inside my brain
Another kind of pain
You don't know the chances
I'm so blind
Blind
Blind
Deeper, and deeper, and deeper
As I journey to live a life that seems to be
A lost reality
That can never find a way to reach my inner
Self-esteem is low, how deep can I go?
In the ground that I lay if I don't find a way to
See through the gray that clouds my mind
This time I look to see what's between the lines
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind (I can see I'm going)
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind (going blind)
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind
I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind!
I'm blind!
I'm blind!
I'm blind!
I'm blind!
Prompt: They walked over us for lifetimes, then forgot our names. But dust gathers. Dust waits. And now it moves as a single force. Each grain of pain, each crushed hope — it’s a storm that wears human faces and speaks in codes only the broken can understand.
Style: Sandstorm uprising. Biblical imagery. Abstract vengeance. Dystopian fury.
Prompt: They walked over us for lifetimes, then forgot our names. But dust gathers. Dust waits. And now it moves as a single force. Each grain of pain, each crushed hope — it’s a storm that wears human faces and speaks in codes only the broken can understand.
Style: Sandstorm uprising. Biblical imagery. Abstract vengeance. Dystopian fury.
Prompt: They walked over us for lifetimes, then forgot our names. But dust gathers. Dust waits. And now it moves as a single force. Each grain of pain, each crushed hope — it’s a storm that wears human faces and speaks in codes only the broken can understand.
Style: Sandstorm uprising. Biblical imagery. Abstract vengeance. Dystopian fury.
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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