Prompt: The supreme empress of oneness with an amazingly elaborate universe hairdo with planets, stars and beings in her hair..zowie. Maybe planets appearing to float, to give less of an impression of heaviness. Empress a bit less pale.
Prompt: Young blond sexy woman wearing cherry earrings and a red dress with a sweetheart necklace so breathtakingly alluring the trees are dropping their flowers in sorrow.
Prompt: Painterly. The face of a woman with marvelous stellate eyes. Dracula's bride. Private. Heroin visions in a purple haze. Others. And her eyes shine more brightly. And desire grew where before there was none. Silver mesh.
Prompt: Falls upriver. Flowers beside a river in full spate, which meets the river of souls, meets the river of berries. An ominous sky. A quaint village. Heavy rain.
A textured gradient of delicate colors. Dear one. Pinks. Peaches. Yellows. Little queenie.
Prompt: Pleading eyes.The family pet. The drama queen. "Hey! Hey! There's a problem. Over here! Right here! It's my food dish! What do you mean, so what? It's completely empty! I'm starving! I'm skin and bones!"
Prompt: This is about summer in the islands off the coast of Maine: The ledges behind Pumpkin Island are covered with gulls all sitting solemnly faced in the same direction. There is no giggling and cackling as your wake passes the ledge today. This is no time for seabird sense of humor. We're going to have some weather. It's a-comin'. She's gonna blow. With the next turn of the tide.
Prompt: The dream she talked into being. Beautiful thick, dark hair. Swimming. Queen of an intricate and strange world. A webbed dress. Only existing at night in the intersection of two small rooms facing each other from across the street. What then the purpose of all this strangeness? She To see her reflection as the moon in a spherical mirror became her sole purpose' Along with her queen.
Prompt: Two sea sprites under a luminous sky. It is complicated. So. She. Secret night meetings at the pool? Palette: benzol green, glaucous blue. Iridescent green tiles. Red bathing suit. Huge white yellow moon. Ambient. Valentine red. Everything you say is hidden under the waterfall. is lost information. creating an enchanted world. Fantastical fountains.
Prompt: Two sea sprites dancing gaily under a luminous sky. It is complicated. It is there. Bubbles in their hair. Palette: benzol green, glaucous blue
Prompt: Nighttime activities on a dear little boat. Smug and horrifying harbor. Blacks, grey, reds. Intense reflectivity. Bram Stokeresque. Huge red and pink flowers. A puppet mistress in a fury in a dress with a plunging back. Horrifying parsnips with frizzy red hair. Cubism. In clear glass.
Prompt: A beautiful woman with lightning crackling in her hair. In her hair. Very long, very thick hair. Deep violet ball gown. Very stormy sky. Yellow flowers. Gorgeous yellow gold embroidery on dress.
Prompt: The centrality of narrative in human life. ambient. Discarding the profusion of information for a concept. She gives all her flowers to him. All right. Fair one. Why did you not want her when she had no flowers? She supposes that's obvious: she had no flowers. The market is pink?
Watercolors, wet on wet, ink and pen, alcohol wash. Mercury glass patina. Egon Schiele.
Prompt: Audacious sorceress conjuring up black magic storms, wears fab amber glasses and 3 feet tall spiky platform shoes, spikeyfull, A diaphanous and extremely lovely jacket., with a bare back and bare shoulders.. .conjuring up greenish yellow magic graham bruce richards Ma petite. Hope gangloff. Intoxicatingly interesting. Double wife material. Climbing jasmine vine. Qu'est qui a passe? Deux fluffy white baby mice. W is wrong with you?
Prompt: Sensual. Many cherries and bubbles. Architects of perception. But what happened instead? It was with my mind. And she. Which she WAS she, though?You are not truthful and this needs to stop. An altogether free woman. She feels the gentle breeze caress her skin.She is thinking about what she wants. She is clear. she needs more bubbles. More champagne. Yes; go for it my darling dear.
Prompt: A quaint, fanciful, charming and quirky little village on the island of Monhegan, Maine.
Digitalis purpurea 'Dalmatian Peach' blossoms are creamy peach infused with pink and freckled at the throat, and change to pale peach as the season progresses. Aquilegia 'Blue Butterflies' is a gem: This choice plant is perfect for edging a border, rock gardens, and containers. The flowers are a rich purplish blue with white edges and are beautifully offset by the lovely blue-green leaves. Coreopsis Big Bang™ 'Mercury Rising' is a hybrid that delivers an abundant show of deep wine-red blooms all summer long.
Prompt: She. She. The prevailing concern seemed to be that they would set themselves on fire. Deeply felt forbidden love. Lowered eyes. Exploding stars. Heavy mist.
Prompt: Bad day. Two full glasses spilled. Broken glass. Big messes. Boyfriend neglects to mention that he will be eating out for dinner and I AM NOT INVITED. Then gets surly about it when I say I'll get takeout, and the upside is that I won't have to eat vegan food. Maybe it's just me, but I'm feeling that the whole thing sucks all the way around. Possibly. And that would be a definitive end to it. However, if this, or anything like it happens just ONE MORE TIME. I have one definitive advantage; no two; no three.
Prompt: One for insanity. Ten for amazing jewelry.
Sorceress queen/predatory alien. fingers against her pale body. full of amazing and captivating rings and jewelry in the shapes of human, medusa and animal rings. Metallic colors. Fanciful. Grotesque. Zombie ants. Tiny sparkly eyes. Striking. Ok. Strange strange night. Someone just buzzed the house. Awesome. She looks ready to go out and do some damage to her mate.
Waltercolors, wet on wet, ink and pen, mercury alcohol wash. Egon Schiele.
Prompt: Auntie purple's obsession.Purple grapes. Has anyone told you what you are messing around with???????? Apparently not. Ask. But he will not tell bc he is my friend.
Prompt: A couple in a passionate embrace beside a river in full spate. They are completely heedless of where they are. On an old quilt. A plate full of figs and plums which lie forgotten and partially consumed. Frisson. Well. It is beautiful.
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.
