Prompt: "The mind is an amazing folder of thoughts, sharp focus Award winning photography fantasy oil on canvas very attractive award winning Unreal Engine hdr matte background quilling"
Prompt: The asphalt was showered with rain. Drops are falling freshly on the eye cameras, there are drops on the watch, and there is darkness all around and only the dark silhouettes of buildings are visible, full buses and the lights on in the rooms, you can see what people do in the morning. Well, tomorrow is winter. My only wish is for there to be no snow. And this is good.
Prompt: Oh and how warm it is. But it’s dark on one side, the pink sunset is pouring in at the market stalls while white eggs are displayed on the counter. An inattentive person can fall into a hole near the Berlin Wall. Undermining Using one heart. Lanterns are oases of light in this dark kingdom.
Prompt: In many places the lights are turned off, you are running in the dark. I think who will hit you faster, you or the car. When you go into the courtyards, on the contrary, you find yourself in quiet and well-lit places. Nobody sells copper early in the morning, so it smells even fresher.
Prompt: Blizzard wind, blowing through the buttons of my coat, Blowing away the songs I wrote, wintery wind, Blowing through the cracking floor, blowing through that old back door. Blow until you are no more!
Art by Van Gogh, Renoir, Micheal Cheval, Luis Royo, Nelson Boren, vivid colors, psychedelic, acid influence, 3D render, 3D shading, bright, back-lit, luminescent, glowing three-dimensional, 128K, UHD,
Prompt: I ran a joint workout alone. No one. No football players, no people, no runners, just me. Sunday is boring without you. Come already, I always wait on Sunday.
Prompt: "Come see me dancing in the woods when it is autumn" By Mark Brooks, By Vincent van Gogh, By Frank Frazetta, Endre Penovác, head-and-shoulders-portrait, beautiful big eyes, face lit by sunlight, happy, oil paint painting, fall pastel colors, sharp, hd quality, hair blown up, wind, realistic, detailed, four fingers"
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: I returned recharged from Astana, from the coolest disco of the 90s at the Barys Arena. While Egor was traveling, people trampled in his arena. To the tracks Snap, Ase of Base and others. I received a crazy charge of motivation and all thanks to the handshake of Kirill from Ivanushki. On this cold day I feel normal and happy. After all, the memories warm me now
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: Pink dawn and blue clouds, the morning was so beautiful. I collected all the dogs on every corner. The shops are open and offer your choice of chips and cola, eggs and sausages. Everything is visible through the transparent trees. A beautiful November day. Winter don't come any further, I don't love you.
Prompt: In the style of art of Reylia Slaby, Catrin Welz-Stein and Jean Baptiste Monge. Magic surrealism, vibrant pastel colours, magical, enchanting, ethereal, dreamy, japanese face, light reflections, amber glow, vibrant colours, volumetric lighting, polished, masterful surrealism, high definition, crisp quality
Prompt: In the style of art of Reylia Slaby, Catrin Welz-Stein and Jean Baptiste Monge. Magic surrealism, vibrant pastel colours, magical, enchanting, ethereal, dreamy.
Prompt: The bright bustle of dawn illuminated the sky with paper light. A brown tiger wanders near a closed cafe. Traders of the east are dragging trunks into their windows, displaying their property at the market, and the apples are ready for sale.
Prompt: Torches are burning on the streets to illuminate the path to the torch. The monks had already extinguished some of the torches. And some are still burning energy-saving ones. I meet the dawn in the clouds above. In fact, I won't see it. Yes. But they are actively collecting papers and disruptions around the area, and janitors are collecting them after the next evening.
Prompt: In short, the satellite dish disappeared from the signal again. But the joint one went cheerfully, cheerfully and briskly with Baglan Kurmangozhin; he has now run 17 km, and I have run 15 km. The football players interfered with us and there was a cloudy sky from which not a single drop of snow fell.
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: The rain came down and made a lot of mud, but why still go out to a meeting and crash into a car. In a supposedly decent building, the stove is lit and there is heat there. However, the entire street and the jackets of passers-by were covered in smoke. A puddle was waiting at the turn. It seems that my right leg plunged into the full depth of this puddle.
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: Transparent smoke stands on the street and shimmers with the rays of the sun. The clouds in the sky have already turned from reddish to white. The mud is dry. The obstacles are large and made of concrete. The short path goes further.
Prompt: Yes, it was frosty, like after blue frost, he lay down on the green grass. And everything froze forever. The sun is waiting for the melting. At the finish line, he plunged into the dungeon and took the artifact from the witch. Bald twigs
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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