Prompt: I quietly whispered to the wind. I quietly whispered your name to the sun, LIFE. I quietly walk on the sand. I quietly hide your traces in my body, LIFE. I quietly go down to people. I quietly enter the windows, into your nights, LIFE. I quietly drink your water. I quietly lie down in your land. You called me, LIFE.Romantic, impression luminism, Boticelli inspiration
Prompt: oil painting, A gorgeous woman, a young woman skydiver jumping out of the aircraft door, wind rushing past his face, parachute pack strapped tight, vast snowy mountains visible below,
Prompt: Cheshire Cat's Smile
Rosy Brown and Light Pink Dreamscape An intricately textured and fantastically surreal scene in the style of Arthur Rackham, Van Gogh, Cecilia Frigati, 16:9 format of a delicate ink and watercolor wash rendering on rough handmade paper of poem number 22, Fun’ya no Yasuhide, of the Ogura Hyakunin Isshu: "It is by its breath That autumn's leaves of trees and grass are wasted and driven. So they call this mountain wind The wild one, the destroyer." The image shows a side view of a richly wooded, sloping mountainside in late fall. A gale-force gust of wind is blowing down the mountainside quite dramatically and, for the sake of the viewer, with a visible pattern. The wind is blowing red and yellow leaves before it, and bending grasses all the way to the ground. The leaves swirl and twirl in the crisp fall air. The red and yellow of the trees and leaves contrast sharply with the white pattern used to visualize the wind against an electric blue sky. Intricate watercolor overlaid with a woodblock print. Exquisite Japanese folio. Modifiers: sharp focus elegant extremely detailed intricate beautiful award winning close up ultra detailed high definition crisp quality watercolor Landscape Ink woodblock print rich colors graceful screen-filling size
Modifiers:
acrylic art
Prompt: Erstelle ein helles, herbstliches Bild in der Grösse 1300 x 200 auf dem bunte Herbstblätter im Wind tanzen. Romantisch, verspielt, sanft, mit einzelnen, halbtransparenten Nebelschwaden dazwischen. Warmes Licht.
Prompt: Erstelle ein helles, herbstliches Bild in der Grösse 1300 x 200 auf dem bunte Herbstblätter im Wind tanzen. Romantisch, verspielt, sanft, mit einzelnen, halbtransparenten Nebelschwaden dazwischen. Warmes Licht.
Prompt: A tree whipped by the wind, a beautiful woman with her hair and skirt blown horizontally and torn apart by the wind, and a balloon attached to a stick. Surreal Magritte style.
Prompt: Ethereal woman sculpted from sand, standing in a vast desert. Fierce wind erodes her form as grains scatter into the storm. A blazing sun pierces through the golden sandstorm, dramatic and surreal atmosphere, cinematic lighting.
Prompt: He draws a ship on a green wave.
The wind blows in your face and confuses the sail with a scrap of cloud.
There is a smell of the sea in the room, there is a window in the room
Spring blooms in a clay vase.
Male artist standing in room and drawing, full-length in room, random,
Gond art, surrealism,
illustration style, light yellow, copper, steel and light blue, fractals, distortion, shift, mesmerizing beautiful illustrations, illusion, cutout paper, abstract, collage, pointillism, unusual plot
Prompt: Rosy Brown and Light Pink Dreamscape
An intricately textured and fantastically surreal scene in the style of Arthur Rackham, Van Gogh, Cecilia Frigati, A lone samurai warrior stands on a misty mountain peak, holding a glowing paper lantern that illuminates the ancient, gnarled trees around him. The lantern casts long, dancing shadows. The style is reminiscent of traditional Japanese ink wash painting, with subtle watercolor textures and a muted color palette, evoking the atmospheric works of Sesshu Toyo and Yoshitoshi , 16:9 format of a delicate ink and watercolor wash rendering on rough handmade paper of poem number 22, Fun’ya no Yasuhide, of the Ogura Hyakunin Isshu: "It is by its breath That autumn's leaves of trees and grass are wasted and driven. So they call this mountain wind The wild one, the destroyer." The image shows a side view of a richly wooded, sloping mountainside in late fall. A gale-force gust of wind is blowing down the mountainside quite dramatically and, for the sake of the viewer, with a visible pattern. The wind is blowing red and yellow leaves before it, and bending grasses all the way to the ground. The leaves swirl and twirl in the crisp fall air. The red and yellow of the trees and leaves contrast sharply with the white pattern used to visualize the wind against an electric blue sky. Intricate watercolor overlaid with a woodblock print. Exquisite Japanese folio.
Modifiers:
sharp focus elegant extremely detailed intricate beautiful award winning close up ultra detailed high definition crisp quality watercolor Landscape Ink woodblock print rich colors graceful screen-filling size
Prompt: Rosy Brown and Light Pink Dreamscape
An intricately textured and fantastically surreal scene in the style of Arthur Rackham, Van Gogh, Cecilia Frigati, 16:9 format of a delicate ink and watercolor wash rendering on rough handmade paper of poem number 22, Fun’ya no Yasuhide, of the Ogura Hyakunin Isshu: "It is by its breath That autumn's leaves of trees and grass are wasted and driven. So they call this mountain wind The wild one, the destroyer." The image shows a side view of a richly wooded, sloping mountainside in late fall. A gale-force gust of wind is blowing down the mountainside quite dramatically and, for the sake of the viewer, with a visible pattern. The wind is blowing red and yellow leaves before it, and bending grasses all the way to the ground. The leaves swirl and twirl in the crisp fall air. The red and yellow of the trees and leaves contrast sharply with the white pattern used to visualize the wind against an electric blue sky. Intricate watercolor overlaid with a woodblock print. Exquisite Japanese folio.
Modifiers:
sharp focus elegant extremely detailed intricate beautiful award winning close up ultra detailed high definition crisp quality watercolor Landscape Ink woodblock print rich colors graceful screen-filling size
Prompt: "Why do you read the wisdom of dead great minds, when it is enough to listen to the advice of the wind behind your curtains, speaking the history of the world..." Claude DEBUSSY
Artist Jean-Baptiste Monge style.
Prompt: Create a colorful double exposure image with a cinematic, dreamlike quality. In the foreground stands a middle-aged gnome, wearing a typical gnome's pointed hat and a long, wavy ivory white beard. In the background, a large sun made of origami paper gradually emerges from the shadows of a quiet city. The sun's intricate panes and glowing hues draw the viewer’s eye, while the dark buildings that suggest mystery and hidden stories emerge.
The city blends seamlessly into an futuristic environment: energy plants, shiny lampposts, and hovering windows of light filtering through fog.
The transitions between the gnome and the surrounding cityscape are soft and surreal, creating a mood of stillness, memory, and myth. The edges of the image are gently worn and blurred, enhancing a vintage noir atmosphere within an enchanted city.
Prompt: Sketch drawing with dynamic lines and subtle circular patterns, a serene east Asian woman in traditional torn hanbok, running with a flag, reminiscence of Korean war, amidst chaotic smoke-filled streets, people fleeing war, cinematic, realistic, sketched with intricate lines, delicate features, elaborate details, inspired by John Singer Sargent, and Leonid Afremov, and Daniel Gerhartz, with a highly detailed, ultra-high quality, Masterpiece finish, focusing on the woman.
Prompt: Once upon a time there was a little boy named Lucas who loved to play cards. He loved to build houses of cards and he had become quite good at it. He could build tall towers, beautiful palaces and even small cities.
One day Lucas decided to build a huge house of cards. He collected all his cards and started building. He built and built,
and the house of cards grew higher and higher.
Lucas was so focused on his work that he didn't notice that it was starting to blow. The wind grew stronger and stronger, and soon it was blowing on the house of cards.
Lucas tried to hold up the house of cards, but it was too late. The wind was too strong and the house of cards overturned. Lucas was upset, but he knew
that he could build it again.
Prompt: Once upon a time there was a little boy named Lucas who loved to play cards. He loved to build houses of cards and he had become quite good at it. He could build tall towers, beautiful palaces and even small cities.
One day Lucas decided to build a huge house of cards. He collected all his cards and started building. He built and built,
and the house of cards grew higher and higher.
Lucas was so focused on his work that he didn't notice that it was starting to blow. The wind grew stronger and stronger, and soon it was blowing on the house of cards.
Lucas tried to hold up the house of cards, but it was too late. The wind was too strong and the house of cards overturned. Lucas was upset, but he knew
that he could build it again.
Prompt: Beneath a sky split by revelation, she stands on a bridge made of sound. The wind speaks in equations, the clouds glow with memory. Metatron rises above the horizon, not as a god, but as the voice of divine structure. Enoch reborn — script of eternity made manifest.
Prompt: Beneath a sky split by revelation, she stands on a bridge made of sound. The wind speaks in equations, the clouds glow with memory. Metatron rises above the horizon, not as a god, but as the voice of divine structure. Enoch reborn — script of eternity made manifest.
Prompt: Beneath a sky split by revelation, she stands on a bridge made of sound. The wind speaks in equations, the clouds glow with memory. Metatron rises above the horizon, not as a god, but as the voice of divine structure. Enoch reborn — script of eternity made manifest.
Prompt: Beneath a sky split by revelation, she stands on a bridge made of sound. The wind speaks in equations, the clouds glow with memory. Metatron rises above the horizon, not as a god, but as the voice of divine structure. Enoch reborn — script of eternity made manifest.
Prompt: Beneath a sky split by revelation, she stands on a bridge made of sound. The wind speaks in equations, the clouds glow with memory. Metatron rises above the horizon, not as a god, but as the voice of divine structure. Enoch reborn — script of eternity made manifest
Prompt: Beneath a sky split by revelation, she stands on a bridge made of sound. The wind speaks in equations, the clouds glow with memory. Metatron rises above the horizon, not as a god, but as the voice of divine structure. Enoch reborn — script of eternity made manifest
Prompt: Beneath a sky split by revelation, she stands on a bridge made of sound. The wind speaks in equations, the clouds glow with memory. Metatron rises above the horizon, not as a god, but as the voice of divine structure. Enoch reborn — script of eternity made manifest
Prompt: A bear runs against the wind, struggling against strong gusts of wind. The sky is cloudy, the weather is stormy. In the style of the futurist painters. Louigi Russolo, Carlo Carrà, Philippo Thommasso Marinetti, Umberto Boccioni and Gino Severini.
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.
