Prompt: "A surreal and humorous illustration of the e-fish/ant hybrid creature. It has a shiny fish body fused with a black ant exoskeleton, six legs, and expressive antennae, wearing tiny glasses and holding a miniature clipboard. The creature is bustling around a tiny office made of floating lily pads and water droplets, typing on a miniature laptop, filing papers, and drinking coffee from an acorn cup. Bright, whimsical colors with exaggerated proportions, playful lighting, and cartoonish details emphasize absurdity and humor. The scene should feel alive, chaotic, and absurdly productive, like a cross between a surreal comic and a fantasy scientific illustration."
Prompt: Cookie Monster on every drug at once, painted as a sacred collapse in the style of Goya and El Greco. Blue fur splitting into cracks of light and rot, eyes dilated unevenly with terror, bliss, and revelation. Smoke pours from mouth, eyes, and seams of the body, forming cathedrals, veins, and broken halos. Cookies dissolve into pills, dust, and symbols before being eaten. The figure vibrates while slumping, smiling faintly through ruin. Gold-black chiaroscuro, elongated tortured brushstrokes, timeless void, psychological horror, addiction as ritual, innocence annihilated but still pleading.
Prompt: Jean de Mauchet hallucination. Big Bird mid-ego dissolution, body fully present and dominant—towering avian form, skeletal beneath dense yellow feathers. The bird is solid, heavy, undeniable. Feathers bristle and fracture rather than dissolve; thin fissures of light run between them like cracked porcelain. Minimal smoke—only faint halos escaping the eyes and beak. Eyes wide, emptied of self, staring past reality. Psychedelic cracks tear through the body itself, not the air. Palette of sulfur yellow, bruised gold, ash white, deep ultramarine, void black. Painted as if by Goya and El Greco in a sacred psychotic episode—elongated anatomy, warped devotion. Thick oil paint, cracked varnish, ancient decay. Mood: ego erased, form intact, holy terror. No text, no modern elements.
Prompt: rendered as if painted jointly by Francisco Goya and El Greco. Elongated forms, uneasy proportions, spiritual tension in the figures, with Goya’s somber psychological weight and muted, earth-dark palette. Popeye the Sailor stands as the central figure, stretched slightly taller than natural, calm but inwardly distant. He is smoking a small hand-rolled joint, treated without humor or rebellion—solemn, ordinary, almost ritualistic.
The setting is a quiet seaside town, stripped of cheer: overcast sky, sickly light, heavy air. Architectural lines are rigid yet subtly warped, receding unnaturally upward in El Greco’s vertical perspective. Brushwork is painterly, visible, grave. Colors are ochres, ash-grays, bruised blues, nicotine yellows. The world itself remains stable, mournful, and restrained.
All cracks exist only in the smoke.
The smoke rises thick and luminous against the darkened sky, behaving incorrectly: it coils into elongated, anatomical shapes reminiscent of souls or spirits. One plume forms a pale, watchful eye, rendered with disturbing precision before thinning away. Another strand bends against the wind and casts a shadow darker than the figure below. A vertical column of smoke stretches upward too far, thinning into impossible height, echoing El Greco’s spiritual ascents. Highlights within the smoke suggest an unseen, colder light source, as if illuminated from another realm.
Popeye does not react. The town does not react. The painting maintains solemn restraint. Only the smoke betrays metaphysical instability—Goya’s horror leaking through El Greco’s heavenward distortion.
Grave, devotional, psychologically oppressive—until the smoke reveals what the world refuses to acknowledge.
Prompt: A dark, surreal painting in the style of a forgotten outsider artist: Daffy Duck reimagined as a decayed memory from a prophetic vision, feathers clumped like wet ash, distorted drooping beak frozen in a half-smile that has forgotten humor, bulging pale eyes staring past the viewer with exhausted awareness. One hand reaches forward with subtly human anatomy, unsettling and calm. Background is a claustrophobic, dreamlike void of damp stone textures, candle smoke, and half-erased figures, with a single floating eye watching from the darkness. Mood is sacred, paranoid, and mournful rather than violent. Earthy blacks, sickly browns, tarnished gold highlights, painterly brushstrokes, aged varnish texture, low light, oppressive atmosphere, visionary art, psychological horror, surreal symbolism, timeless, unsettling, museum-quality painting.
Prompt: Jean de Mauchet – “The Anatomy of Humor” (Prompt)
A glowing, surreal painting in the invented style of Jean de Mauchet:
A dimly lit atelier filled with drifting phosphorescent mist. At the center, a jester-like figure made of fractured porcelain masks, each mask showing a different expression — deadpan, smirking, hysterical, confused — arranged like petals of a strange cosmic flower. Threads of luminous paint float in midair, bending like they have weight, sketching invisible jokes between the masks. In the background, shadowy onlookers with elongated silhouettes lean in as if listening for a punchline that might change reality. Soft alchemical sigils glow faintly on the floor like comedic runes. The entire scene feels ancient, mystical, and lightly absurd — humor painted as a sacred ritual. Ethereal glow-in-the-dark highlights, dreamlike textures, slight distortion as though the painting is aware it's about to laugh.
Prompt: "Dreamlike, mystical painting in the style of Jean de Mauchet: ethereal figures floating through foggy, otherworldly landscapes, glowing with soft, spectral light; deep vermilions, muted golds, and misty blues; textures layered like ancient frescoes; a sense of hidden magic and transcendence, like glimpsing a secret realm beyond time."
Prompt: “The Basilica of Crawling Light”(Jean de Mauchet’s Ergot Fever Mural, 1891 — scrubbed off a monastery wall after three days)LocationPainted on the entire east wall of the Abbey of Saint-Bel-Averse, using stolen pigments, crushed hallucinogenic mushrooms, and (allegedly) a mixture of:egg temperalampblackdiluted communion wineand something called “red sap of the night-bark,” which no botanist has ever formally identifiedIt was finished in a single 18-hour hallucination while Mauchet was “sweating out the visions of the crooked sun.”
Prompt: Title: Ephemeral Luminous
Medium: Oil on rough canvas, 36" × 48"
Description:
A riot of color tempered into a fragile harmony. The background is a swirling twilight of deep indigos and violets, smeared with faint traces of ochre and crimson like embers fading into dusk. In the foreground, a single, impossibly tall flower rises—its petals a translucent gold, almost shimmering, catching light that doesn’t exist in the room. Around it, faint, almost imperceptible lines hint at the chaotic, nervous energy that usually fills his work—an abstract echo of his usual madness—but here, they curve gently, as if the canvas itself breathes in quiet reverence.
The center of the flower seems to pulse faintly, giving the viewer a sense of breath and life, a quiet magnetism that draws the eye without overwhelming it. There are whispers of figures—ghostlike silhouettes, maybe a child, maybe a self-portrait—blurring into the background, suggesting that even in his attempt at beauty, Jean cannot fully escape his signature unease.
The texture is thick in some places, almost violent in others, but the overall impression is surprisingly tender, a fleeting balance between chaos and calm, between the madness of the artist and the delicate perfection he fleetingly glimpsed.
Majestic Silver Statue Overlooking Futuristic City
Model:
FluX
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: a sculpture of a man sitting on top of a body of water, giant sculpture, sculpture made of water, surreal art, 3d statue!!!, 3 d sculpture, 3d sculpture, intricate 3 d sculpture, surreal metal sculpture, surrealism art, breathtaking digital art, enormous chrome man, mind-bending digital art, illusion surreal art, surreal!!!, human futuristic city
Prompt: There was an old lady who swallowed a cow,
I don't know how she swallowed a cow;
She swallowed the cow to catch the dog,
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!
Prompt: a recurring afterflash twisting the panicked out of human being shape and into a considerable profound mind expanding unpredictable not taken lightly for kicks because i kick back kinda jobless frightened mysterious substance with brainwave abnormalities that may persist, not vishious but not harmless either, an unknown dose of an unknown drug,
Prompt: Eat some macaroni. do the Macarena. March towards the madness. Mistrust the mystery men. Mortgage the mental hospital. Map the Mosquitoes, forget all that, and make the magic.
Prompt: devastate me.
Tear open the infinite and rend the sky like a razor through silk.
Shatter my perception of these three visual dimensions.
Cast away my notions of reality with disregard.
Take me into the hidden folds of the in-between.
Show me all that I can handle.
Teach me with abstractions that leave me comprehending and questioning.
Lift the veil and grant me a view of the inexplicably undefinable.
Perplex me.
Don't just dazzle me with a cosmic screensaver of dynamic geometry.
Smash this petty ego and break me down.
Fill in the gaps left behind with the molten gold of elevated consciousness.
Leave me forever changed and aware of the greater good.
Open a rift in the mundane and cast me through and into what lies beyond.
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.
