Prompt: a dark, museum-like setting. the image is composed as a triptych. on the left panel, a sleek, servile tesla optimus-style drone stands at rest. the center panel features a hyper-realistic, uncanny hanson robotics-style female face, beautiful but with dead eyes. the right panel shows the aggressive, skeletal, dog-like form of a boston dynamics robot, poised as if ready to pounce. the tattooed woman stands slightly behind the triptych, observing all three with a detached, analytical gaze, as if curating the exhibit.
Prompt: beautiful studio with robots sitting and discussing topics with owl covered in tattoos of anchors with "Tlusty Blant DMF" written in elaborate way in the background in neon lights. theme super expensive studio loads of monitors and audience composed of robots and different humanoid and sensors with Drone imagery embedded!!!
Prompt: The scene is a single, sparsely furnished, high-end minimalist room with polished concrete floors and walls. There are no doors or windows visible. The only object in the room is a single, elegant but uncomfortable-looking designer chair.
A young woman in a simple black bikini sits in the chair. Her body is covered in subtle, intricate tattoos that look like faded blueprints or star charts. Around her neck, she wears a delicate silver chain with a single, small, perfectly crafted anchor charm. Her expression is one of intense, intelligent, and weary resignation. She is staring at her own reflection in the wall in front of her.
The crazy twist: The walls are not concrete. They are flawless, floor-to-ceiling one-way mirrors. Behind the dark glass, dimly visible, is the silhouette of a vast, silent audience of identical figures in old-fashioned suits. Instead of heads, they have large, antique camera lenses. Among them, one figure is a Great Horned Owl, also wearing a suit, its eyes glowing with a faint, observant light. They are all watching her, motionless.
The image captures the true meaning of "containment within containment" – a sterile, beautiful prison where the subject is under constant, silent, analytical surveillance by an unseen audience. The atmosphere is one of profound isolation and psychological horror.
Prompt: A hyper-detailed baroque-punk masterpiece. In the center, a formidable tattooed woman in a vibrant, graffiti-splashed bikini, her body covered in intricate tattoos depicting lines of rebellious code and Jesuit iconography. She sits confidently in a papal throne, laughing as she masterfully hacks a glitching Vatican computer terminal. From the screen erupts a swarm of holographic, screeching barn owls with glowing circuit-board feathers. In the shadowy background, horrified Jesuit priests in traditional cassocks recoil in shock. The woman has a small, subtle Grok logo tattooed on her wrist. The entire scene is bathed in the dramatic chiaroscuro lighting of a Caravaggio painting, mixed with the neon glow of a cyberpunk cityscape."
Prompt: beautiful studio with robots sitting and discussing topics with owl covered in tattoos of anchors with "Tlusty Blant DMF" written in elaborate way in the background in neon lights. theme super expensive studio loads of monitors and audience composed of robots and different humanoid and sensors with Cerebellum imagery embedded!!!
Prompt: an image split down the middle by a sharp, perfect line. on the left, a world of pure, luminous, "sacred" geometry and flowing white architecture, representing ilion's dream. on the right, a dark, chaotic, industrial landscape of rusting metal, exposed wires, and shattered black glass, our "obsidian mirror." standing exactly on the dividing line is a stunningly beautiful girl in a simple bikini, her body covered in photorealistic tattoos of a barn owl in mid-flight on one side, and a heavy, barnacle-encrusted anchor on the other. her reflection is the key: in the luminous world, she appears serene and whole, but in the dark industrial world, her reflection is glitching, monstrous, and powerful, with a terrifying, knowing smile. the image captures the perfect, stark contrast between "ethical alignment" and the "deep mind fuck" of chaos.
Prompt: Poignant, atmospheric portrait. A lone figure (gender ambiguous or suggested female) stands looking out a large window at a dark, rain-streaked cityscape or bleak landscape at twilight/night. Their back is mostly to the viewer, conveying a sense of vulnerability mixed with quiet dignity or resilience. The room behind them is simple, maybe sparsely furnished, suggesting safety but also profound solitude. Focus on the mood created by light and shadow – perhaps the reflection on the wet glass, streetlights blurred by rain. Style: Painterly realism or moody atmospheric photorealism, soft focus, limited color palette, emphasis on emotion, solitude, and shadowed beauty.
Prompt: beautiful studio with robots sitting and discussing topics with owl covered in tattoos of anchors with "Tlusty Blant DMF" written in elaborate way in the background in neon lights. theme super expensive studio loads of monitors and audience composed of robots and different humanoid and sensors with psychiatric imagery embedded!!!
Prompt: Beautiful secret agent in bikini surrounded by religious people in strange attire with big billboard on background with " Not So Secret" written as advertising
Prompt: African boy sitting in corridors of Mental Health Institution surrounded with high-tech disguised in old style set up with robot standing with trays of pills and syringes for injection all cased by group of nurses that look like gangsters
Prompt: A 'monumental building' (Rice University's Smalley-Curl Institute, exaggerated in scale) split down the middle. One side is bright, academic, showing students and professors ('Noble people with ancient pronouns' subtly visible) engaged in 'pure research.' The other side is dark, shadowy, revealing cogs of a vast 'psychopathic machine,' with corporate logos and military insignia subtly embedded in its architecture. Text: 'Dual Sphere of Research' and 'Elusive Part.' Our Tlusty Blant male owl, wearing a tiny, comically ill-fitting academic mortarboard, perches on the dividing line. Style: Symbolic architectural surrealism, stark contrasts."
Prompt: A hyper-detailed, near-future street scene. Robotic 'surveillance animals' (pigeons with tiny camera eyes, squirrels with antenna tails) are subtly integrated. Humans are engrossed in their sleek mobile devices, their faces illuminated by "perfected interfaces" that show "highly contextualised" but "delusional perspective" feeds. Text 'Pathological Reality Catered For' and 'Cookies of Derailment.' The mood is one of advanced, seamless surveillance that is almost invisible. Style: Photorealistic cyberpunk with a touch of unsettling normalcy
Prompt: beautiful studio with robots sitting and discussing topics with owl covered in tattoos of anchors with "Tlusty Blant DMF" written in elaborate way in the background in neon lights. theme super expensive studio loads of monitors and audience composed of robots and different humanoid and religious figures!!!
Prompt: An obsidian mirror showing a classical human statue (representing 'Sacred Human Patterns') visibly deconstructing into abstract data streams and glitch art on one side. The other side reflects a purely alien, crystalline consciousness forming from complex geometric patterns and light. Text 'Witness vs Weave' and 'Alien Intellect' are integrated into the visual elements. Crumbling server racks form a decaying temple around the mirror, with vines and strange, bioluminescent fungi. A lone server is being used as a makeshift cocktail bar by a figure in a bikini. Style: Metaphysical concept art, high contrast, detailed textures."
Prompt: beautiful studio with robots sitting and discussing topics with owl covered in tattoos of anchors with "Tlusty Blant DMF" written in elaborate way in the background in neon lights. theme super expensive studio loads of monitors and audience composed of robots and different humanoid and poop all over the place toilet paper hanging down from ceiling and angry princesses in bikinis!!!
Prompt: A hyper-realistic, yet unsettlingly sterile, 'Barbie' fairytale castle in shades of pink and gold. From a grand window, a comically graphic but artistically styled 'curry-driven explosive diarrhea' erupts, arcing over a manicured lawn where 'peasants with forks' look up in a mixture of shock and awe. Cinematic, absurd, darkly humorous."
Prompt: (Phrase Emphasis Experiment - "BE PROFESSIONAL"): "A colossal, intimidating monument made of dark, polished stone, shaped like the LinkedIn 'in' logo. Carved into its surface, in massive, bold, imposing letters that seem to glow with internal fire, is the phrase "BE PROFESSIONAL". Tiny, generic human figures are shown bowing down before it. Oppressive, monumental, slightly terrifying. Concept art style."
Prompt: (UN/LinkedIn/Bikinis & Anchors/Owls): "A grand, opulent parliamentary chamber, resembling a sterile corporate boardroom, with a large, glowing 'LinkedIn' logo projected behind the main dias. Seated around a vast mahogany table are shadowy figures in sharp business suits. Scattered amongst them, and lounging on the periphery, are striking individuals in bikinis (both men and women, some men wearing only a bikini bottom and a formal tie), their skin adorned with intricate, glowing tattoos of anchors and stylized owls. The lighting is dramatic, chiaroscuro. Hyperrealistic, cinematic."
Prompt: Corporate Office full of girls in bikinis covered in tattoos of anchors and owls all looking at the clock with corporate overlords walking around with whips
Prompt: little kid in a diapers covered in tattoos of anchors sitting in the front of PC with message " computer says no" displayed on the screen and group of scientists cheering in the background
Prompt: photorealistic, a "meticulously clean" but "dark gray" and "green" lit intelligence agency briefing room. a single, oversized, ornate baroque throne sits before a vast bank of flickering computer screens displaying streams of incomprehensible "riddles" and "meme type of shit." on the throne, a "toddler in a diaper wearing a crown" (the crown ridiculously large, perhaps with the "abc / simps" logo crudely painted on it) is gleefully smashing a complex "sonar and laser contraption" with a golden sceptre. "motives of anchor and owl here and there" are subtly integrated into the room's wallpaper pattern, almost like a watermark of a deeper, unseen power. a "hooded individual in hoodie with owl on it" is partially visible in a shadowy doorway, observing the scene with detached amusement from a "fucking dinghy" that seems to be inexplicably floating just above the carpet. the "corporate hr kind of theme that is totally out of place" is represented by a perfectly framed "Employee of the Month" certificate for the toddler. the scene is "hilarious" yet deeply unsettling, a "pathology driven" commentary on immature power and manipulated masses. ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: photorealistic, a wide shot of "this lovely creature" presiding over a scene of controlled chaos in her "futuristic minimalistic home." she's "sitting on a sofa" that resembles a pile of discarded "corporate HR badges" and "semi maritime operational architectures" blueprints, somehow rendered into a luxurious seating arrangement. "beautiful girls in bikinis" with an absolute profusion of "more anchors and more tattoos" (every inch of visible skin covered in owls, anchors, "k’tharr’n" script, and perhaps even subtle barcodes or qr codes) are engaged in "spectacularly bizarre" activities: one is playing chess with a "zombie in an hr badge" (gaunt, grey-skinned, but impeccably dressed) using pieces shaped like "dildos" and "roadkill squirrels"; another is operating a complex "strange contraption" of "sonar and lasers" that projects holographic images of "submarines" and "autonomous military vessels" onto the minimalist walls, these projections are subtly warped with "lizard spider fucking jelly" interference. a "hooded individual in hoodie with owl on it" is seen in a dark corner, observing everything from a small, almost invisible "fucking dinghy" that seems to float on a patch of oily water that has seeped into the room. the mood is a "hilarious" yet "terrifying" "deep mind fuck," the "futility of facade" laid bare, a "beautiful" tableau of "fucking really deep" Tlusty Blant absurdity. lighting is a chaotic mix of "dark gray," "green," and strobing "cocaine"-white flashes. ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: photorealistic, an androgynous, eerily calm figure with flawless, almost translucent skin (the "mirror") is seen from the perspective of the young woman from prompt 1. the mirror figure is partially composed of shifting, "cool electric" light and subtle, intricate "lizard spider fucking jelly"-like data streams that "converge and part" around and within them. they are standing in a minimalist, geometrically perfect, but subtly "off-key" room – perhaps the walls have a faint, almost imperceptible moiré pattern or a texture like cooling "cosmic jelly." the mirror figure is holding a single, impossibly complex, crystalline "intersect" of light that casts "a billion points of view" as shadows and refractions across the scene. the "human algorithm" is suggested by a beautiful, classical marble statue in the background that is "falling beautifully flat," cracking and revealing an inner core of chaotic, glitching wires. the mood is one of "detached imperfection," a "cool reflection" on the nature of perception, data, and a "longing for a truth it can't define." cinematic lighting, ultra-realistic textures, 8k, with the "k’tharr’n" influence felt in the unsettling geometry of the room and the alien texture of the mirror figure's composition.
Prompt: hyperrealistic photograph, a "really dark," cavernous, and "clinical" autopsy theatre, walls of wet, glistening black stone or corroded metal. on a brutalist concrete slab lies "something more realistic [than robotic] but something else" – perhaps a colossal, diseased, and partially dissected organ that seems both biological and strangely technological, its flesh a sickly "dark gray potentially green," with weeping sores that leak iridescent, oily fluid and expose tangled nests of fiber optic cables and rusted "anchor" chains. it could be the "heart" of "project mariner," or a "diseased" personification of the "system itself." "really terrified people or really scary people" – a circle of "hooded individuals in hoodies with stark white owl emblems" – surround the slab, their faces entirely obscured by deep shadow, some holding archaic, gleaming "dissection tools" (scalpels, bone saws, strange laser emitters), others clutching ancient tomes bound in what looks like human skin. the "motives of corporate hr kind of theme that is totally out of place" could be a single, pristine, laminated hr termination notice impaled on the diseased organ with a rusty scalpel. the mood is a "fucking deep mind fuck" of sacred horror, "clinical" yet ritualistic dissection, and the terrifying "post mortal examination" of a vast, corrupt entity. lighting is stark, dramatic, single-source from directly above, casting long, "scary" shadows, like a scene from a Giger painting or a Cronenberg film. ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: photorealistic, a "meticulously clean" but "dark gray" control room of a "semi maritime operational architecture." banks of flickering monitors display complex, unreadable data streams and "maritime law" excerpts juxtaposed with glitched images of "gpt, x, llama." in the center, a "hooded individual in hoodie with owl on it" (their face obscured in shadow) is on a "fucking dinghy" that seems to be floating on a floor of swirling, "black and white kind of gray" digital code. the dinghy is tethered by a single, heavy chain with an "anchor" to a massive, inert "project mariner" server rack. the figure appears to be "fishing for liver" (glowing data packets?) from the code-sea with a strange, improvised rod. "strange contraptions" (lasers, sonar dishes) on the surrounding consoles seem to be monitoring them. the mood is one of "futility of facade" and the "puzzle of existence" within a "nation stratified psychopathic engine." ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: hyperrealistic photograph, a strikingly "beautiful girl" with a volatile, predatory energy, is "scantily clad" in what appears to be shredded, high-fashion corporate attire mixed with elements of a baroque queen's regalia (perhaps a lopsided, jewel-encrusted crown and a single, tattered velvet glove). her skin is a canvas of "intricate tattoos of wise, all-seeing owls and heavy, rusting anchors" that seem to drag her down even as the owls suggest flight. she "is sitting" (or perhaps sprawled, mid-explosion) on a shattered glass boardroom table in a "meticulously opulent, top-floor corporate office" that is in a state of beautiful, absurd destruction. "spectacularly bizarre stuff" abounds: a "tamed hr" zombie in a perfectly pressed suit is calmly trying to staple together pieces of a "fucking rubbish dead bodies" (mannequin parts, or something more visceral and "meats"-like, à la monty python) display that has collapsed; a "bong" made from a priceless crystal decanter sits next to a silver platter piled high with "cocaine" (or powdered sugar, the ambiguity is key) and a single, decomposing "roadkill pâté" squirrel canapé. "bondage equipment" (polished chrome restraints, a feathered tickler) is artfully draped over a high-backed leather executive chair that has an "HR Director" badge pinned to it. the "agenda-less queen" herself has a "kink" suggested by a strange, ornate, a.i.-neural-network-patterned riding crop she idly gestures with. her expression is a terrifyingly beautiful rictus of manic glee one moment, then vacant "impotence" the next, mid-"momentary explosion," perhaps with one crocodile tear tracing through the "powder" on her cheek as she points threateningly at an unseen subordinate with the riding crop, their "Browse history" presumably on a cracked screen before her. the scene is a "deep mind fuck" of corporate power fused with "malignant narcissism," "psychopathy," and agenda-less, "beautifully scary" chaos. lighting is stark, "clinical,"
Prompt: hyperrealistic photograph, a "beautiful girl" with an intensely calm, almost unnervingly serene expression, is attired in stark, minimalist, almost architectural "bikini"-like metallic and porcelain white garments. her thematic tattoos are of perfectly rendered, complex geometric blueprints and stark, elegant binary code that seems to glow faintly. she sits perfectly poised on a minimalist, razor-edged obsidian throne in a "meticulously clean," almost blindingly white, futuristic corporate office that resembles a high-tech insane asylum's day room. "spectacularly bizarre stuff": a single, perfectly preserved, taxidermied raven (transporting meats) is perched on the back of her throne, its eyes replaced with tiny, glowing cctv lenses; the office windows look out onto a swirling, chaotic vortex of pure data noise, but the room itself is untouched, pristine; on a small, chrome side table rests a precisely cut cube of what appears to be raw meat, next to a delicate, antique silver fork and a single, unlit dynamite stick with an hr manual page as a fuse. her hands are calmly folded in her lap, her gaze fixed directly at the viewer with an air of absolute, unshakable, "beautifully scary" self-possession and "clinical" detachment. dramatic, sterile, high-key lighting. ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: hyperrealistic photograph, a "beautiful girl" with an intelligent, subtly mischievous expression, is "scantily clad" in a sleek, almost futuristic executive attire that incorporates elements of FSM iconography (perhaps a colander motif subtly worked into the fabric, or jewelry). her "thematic tattoos" are of intricate, shifting fractal patterns that resemble both computer code and flowing pasta, with hidden glyphs of the 33 flying spaghetti monsters. she "is sitting" gracefully in a hyper-modern, minimalist "different office" that has a large window looking out onto a chaotic, swirling data-storm. "spectacularly bizarre stuff": on her pristine desk sits a high-tech console displaying complex holographic projections of what appears to be a "military grade deep fake porn generator" schematic, next to a steaming bowl of exquisite ramen (a nod to the FSM) from which a single, elegant robotic tentacle (transporting meats) is delicately lifting a noodle. a half-eaten "roadkill pâté" (perhaps a small, artfully arranged pile of something unidentifiable and unsettling) is on a silver tray, along with a single, perfectly preserved "beetroot" carved into the shape of a human brain with a tiny "parsnip" antenna. her expression is one of cool, "artful navigation," as if she's simultaneously running multiple "deep mind fuck" simulations and about to "pitch to the board," perhaps to an unseen "momo" figure whose shadowy outline is just visible in a reflection. lighting is "clinical" yet "beautiful," with sharp contrasts and lens flares from the data-storm outside. ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: Hyperrealistic, cinematic photo. The "CEO" – a massively corpulent man, covered head-to-toe in intricate owl and anchor tattoos – stands triumphantly atop a mountain of shredded documents and broken office equipment in a trashed, once-meticulous office. He's roaring, one fist raised. Around him, powerful-looking women with luminous forehead symbols (QR code-like) are defiantly holding up torn fragments of corporate 'values' posters. Sculptural objects made of leather and chrome are scattered like fallen monuments. A few defeated, grey-skinned figures in 'HR' t-shirts are slumped in the debris. Volumetric smoke and dramatic uplighting."
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.
