Prompt: Create a surreal, abstract artwork featuring a figure that appears to be composed of fragmented and cracked materials, symbolizing decay and transformation. The background should consist of dark, swirling colors integrated with faded text and organic textures, enhancing an eerie atmosphere. The figure should have an otherworldly presence, blending into the chaotic landscape, where shadows and light interact dramatically, creating a sense of depth and mystery. The overall tone should evoke feelings of introspection and existential contemplation.
Prompt: A haunting runny watercolor and alcohol ink aesthetic. The scene should evoke the bleak, cyclical existence of the sky and daughter, infused with the philosophical weight of Nietzsche's eternal recurrence and the death of God. Imagine a desolate, wind-swept landscape where the skeletal forms of trees bleed into the sky with ethereal, blurred edges typical of alcohol ink. The central figure, perhaps a spectral horse or a distorted human silhouette, should be rendered with the translucent, layered washes of watercolor, suggesting both fragility and an enduring, almost painful presence. Deep, muted tones of gray, sepia, and indigo should dominate, with occasional, unsettling bursts of ocher or rust, like fading embers of hope or sanity. The overall composition should feel like a decaying memory or a philosophical treatise dissolving into abstraction, capturing the profound nihilism and the quiet, extraordinary despair of the film. The visual elements should subtly hint at the relentless passage of time, the futility of resistance, and the ultimate, inevitable fading into nothingness, all seen through the lens of a mind grappling with existential dread.
Prompt: A hauntingly serene figure stands at the 1/3 off center of a dim, textured scene, her head partially formed from wilted rose petals in deep bruised pinks that darken to black along their curled edges. The petals are fused with cracked, pale skin, traced by faint veins of gold dust, suggesting a reluctant merging between nature and flesh. Her complexion is ghostlike and translucent, revealing subtle textures beneath veins, pollen, and drifting dust suspended like quiet remnants of time. Her eyes are closed, her expression resting between peace and surrender, and her lips curve in a faint, uncertain smile. Between them lies a single decayed rose, its orange and brown petals fragile and frayed, embodying beauty within decline. Strands of dark crimson hair cascade downward like bleeding vines, entangling with the surrounding flora. Around her, a dense tapestry of roses and leaves unfolds some vibrant and alive, others brittle, curling, and speckled with mold. Tiny dew drops cling like tears, and scattered seed pods jut through the composition with thornlike tension, adding a tactile edge to the scene. The background is moody and subdued, textured like cracked velvet and veiled smoke, with faint streaks of dying sunlight filtering through. Soft highlights trace her skin and petals, while deep shadows gather in the hollows, emphasizing the interplay of fragility and form. Rendered in fine art realism reminiscent of chiaroscuro portraiture, the image evokes a dreamlike sense of quiet ruin, where life, decay, and beauty intertwine in a single suspended breath a meditation on impermanence and the elegance found within transformation.
Prompt: Create an image of a hauntingly serene figure whose head is partially composed of wilted rose petals — deep, bruised pinks fading to black along the curled edges. The petals appear fused with cracked skin and faint veins of gold dust, as if nature and flesh are reluctantly merging. The figure’s complexion is pale and ghostlike, almost translucent, revealing hints of texture beneath — veins, pollen, and dust. Their face is delicate yet uncanny, eyes closed in a state between peace and surrender, lips slightly curved in a half-smile that feels both gentle and unsettling.
Strands of dark crimson hair spill downward like bleeding vines, tangling into the decaying flora. Around them, a dense tapestry of leaves and roses intertwines — some lush and alive, others brittle and curling in on themselves. Mold speckles the petals; dew drops cling like tears. Add scattered seed pods with sharp, thornlike forms, giving the composition a tactile tension.
A single butterfly with orange and brown wings perches on a rotting bloom — its beauty made fragile by the surrounding decay. The background should be moody and dim, textured like cracked velvet or weathered smoke, with faint streaks of light filtering through as if from a dying sun. The lighting should emphasize contrast — soft highlights on skin and petals, deep shadows pooling in the hollows — creating a surreal atmosphere of quiet ruin and strange elegance.
The overall mood should feel dreamlike yet grounded in decay — an otherworldly vision where life, death, and beauty are inseparable.
Prompt: A masterwork coloured line drawing in the style of an illustration from an anatomical textbook depicts an undead beauty coyly looking over her shoulder. Her nudity and shame are covered by a thorny bush growing over her, producing eerie, luminescent white blossoms. Artistic embellishment and visual storytelling indicate a beautiful ashen woman has waited for the viewer while a breathtaking thorn-bush has overgrown her body, producing flowers which echo the beauty of the gaunt woman. The thin skin is very white and conveys her deceased status. She is death in all her glory. In the style of Richard Dadd. No artist signature
Prompt: A vast, post-apocalyptic New York City skyline at dusk, 16:9 aspect ratio. Almost monochrome in grays and blacks, Add smoke and fires in the distance. Ultra-detailed, cinematic lighting, moody and atmospheric, emphasizing decay and destruction. The once-mighty Manhattan towers stand skeletal and vine-choked, their glass facades shattered and reflecting the blood-orange sunset. Central Park has reverted to a dense, overgrown jungle spilling onto cracked avenues. The Brooklyn Bridge sags in the foreground, cables snapped and dangling like broken harp strings, half-submerged in the murky, fog-shrouded Hudson River. Abandoned yellow taxis and rusted buses lie overturned amid rubble and wildflowers. In the distance, a colossal, derelict Statue of Liberty looms on its island, torch extinguished and crown tilted, partially cloaked in creeping ivy. Faint auroras ripple across the bruised purple sky, while small campfires flicker in the ruins below, hinting at scattered survivors. Ultra-detailed, cinematic lighting, moody and atmospheric, emphasizing decay and destruction.
Prompt: Decaying zombie infected with cholera, tattered clothing, exposed bones, decaying flesh, oozing sores, emaciated limbs, haunted eyes, eerie atmosphere, abandoned hospital setting, flickering fluorescent lights, medical equipment in disarray, blood-stained walls, dark and gritty style, high contrast shadows, putrid green and sickly yellow tones, unsettling and horrifying, digital illustration, detailed gore, by H.R. Giger and Junji Ito, ArtStation.
Prompt: A fearsome creature with elongated limbs and twisted horns looms over a desolate industrial landscape. The scene is set in an eerie, toxic environment filled with towering oil rigs and billowing smokestacks, casting ominous shadows. Barrels and debris are scattered across the ground, partially submerged in a murky green mist. The sky is a haunting blend of yellow and gray, suggesting pollution and decay, while the creature's fierce expression adds a sense of danger and malevolence to the scene.
Prompt: A surreal scene of a man sitting on an empty chair in the middle of a vast gray field. His head slowly dissolves into smoke filled with fading memories. Soft lighting, dreamlike atmosphere, dark surrealism, expressing overthinking, loss, and mental decay.
Prompt: A surreal cubist interpretation of time — scattered clock faces, fragmented bodies, and broken perspective lines merging into chaos. Cool, muted colors and harsh angularity convey confusion, nostalgia, and the decay of memory through abstract geometry.
Prompt: Create an eerie and atmospheric scene depicting a ghastly figure emerging from the shadows. The figure has pale, decaying skin with dark stains and a haunting expression. Its eyes are wide and unsettling, with a sickly yellow hue. The hair is long and disheveled, framing a distorted face. The environment is dimly lit, suggesting a sense of dread and foreboding, with hints of decay in the surroundings, such as damp wood and rusty chains. The overall color palette should be dark and muted, enhancing the horror theme.
Prompt: A vase of wilted sunflowers on a wooden table, petals falling, surrounded by shadows, painted in Van Gogh’s post-impressionist style with emotional brushwork and a somber, nostalgic atmosphere.
Prompt: A vase of wilted sunflowers in a cracked pot. The yellows have faded into browns, the petals droop sadly — rendered in thick, tactile oil textures echoing van Gogh’s expressive sadness.
Prompt: A dark academia, dark fantasy abandoned dark sinister merry-go-round, overgrown with moss and vines, sits silently in an eerie misty, sinister forest clearing. Sunlight filters weakly through the dense canopy and fog filled with ghostly entities, casting an eerie glow on the decaying wooden animals. The style is a hyperdetailed concept art piece, evoking a sense of dread desolation and forgotten magic, similar to the works of Alan Lee and Gustave Doré. A masterpiece, 8k resolution, dark fantasy concept art, by Greg Rutkowski, dynamic lighting, hyperdetailed, intricately detailed, Splash screen art, deep color, Unreal Engine, volumetric lighting, Alphonse Mucha, Jordan Grimme
Prompt: A bizarre, Lovecraftian cyber-portrait of a sorrowful biomechanical woman, her porcelain skin fused with pulsating cables, alien veins, and fractal glitches. Her triangular metallic headpiece resembles an eldritch sigil, half crown, half containment field. The face is cracked like ancient ceramic, leaking faint streams of light and corrupted data. Woven into her skull are braided biomech tendrils wrapped in lace and bone, adorned with decaying industrial headphones humming with static whispers. The textures are both organic and mechanical — glistening wet metal, corroded steel, worn lace, and faint biofilm. The background pulses with eerie, glitch-saturated geometry and occult circuitry patterns, like forbidden machinery dreaming in the dark. Monochrome and muted tones with cold greenish highlights and sepia shadows. The atmosphere feels haunted, alien, and ritualistic — a digital relic from a forgotten god-machine. Beksinski-meets-glitch-art aesthetic.
Prompt: A vast futuristic city stretches endlessly toward a hazy horizon, where skyscrapers twist like glass serpents and digital billboards flicker with forgotten messages. The sky above is torn between two realities — one half glowing with neon auroras and satellites in synchronized motion, the other half cloaked in storm clouds, lightning fracturing the air like veins of time. Below, people walk in silence, faces illuminated by holographic light, unsure whether they live in hope or despair. A single tree grows in the middle of a cracked concrete plaza, its roots glowing faintly with bioluminescent energy — the last symbol of organic life. In the distance, colossal drones drift silently, scanning the ruins of what used to be humanity’s greatest cities.
Rain begins to fall, but it’s metallic — reflecting the chaos of the sky like shattered mirrors. The air shimmers with invisible code, digital fragments floating like dust motes, whispering fragments of forgotten memories and failed dreams. Half of the city pulses with technological perfection, the other decays into rust and darkness. A lone figure stands on the edge of a skyscraper, cloak fluttering against the storm, holding a glowing sphere that flickers between colors — blue for hope, red for destruction, white for unknown destiny.
The entire atmosphere feels like time is collapsing — past, present, and future bleeding into one surreal moment where humanity faces the consequences of its own creation. The air hums with uncertainty, every flicker of light and every gust of wind carrying the question: What comes next?
Prompt: Instead of warmth, the green of glass
Instead of fire, smoke
A day snatched from the calendar grid
The red sun burns to ashes
The day burns out with it
A shadow falls over the burning city
We cannot boast of the wisdom of our eyes
Or the skillful gestures of our hands
We don't need all this to understand each other
Cigarettes in hand, tea on the table
And so the circle closes
And suddenly we become afraid to change anything
Prompt: Title: The Silent Banquet of Forgotten Time
Tags: still life, realism, baroque, objects, symbolism, decay, rich textures, vanitas, history, melancholy
Description:
Picture a banquet table, set long ago with grandeur and ceremony, now abandoned and left to the quiet passage of time. The scene is illuminated by the dim light of a single flickering candle, its wax dripping endlessly, creating hardened rivers down its side. On the table rests a lavish spread that has fallen into ruin: golden goblets once polished to brilliance now tarnished with green patina, a silver platter filled with fruit whose skins are wrinkled, bruised, and succumbing to decay, grapes bursting and staining the white tablecloth like spilled blood. A broken hourglass lies toppled over, grains of sand spilling onto the wood in frozen motion, a chilling reminder of the unstoppable march of time. Scattered among the objects are wilted roses, their petals dried and fragile, curling in on themselves as if clinging to their last moments of beauty. A cracked mirror leans against the wall behind, reflecting distorted fragments of the scene, amplifying its ghostly aura. Every object in this arrangement is chosen for symbolism: the goblets signify fleeting wealth, the fruit mortality, the roses fragile beauty, and the hourglass the inevitability of death. The palette is dominated by deep reds, dark browns, and touches of gold, creating a warm yet somber glow that recalls the vanitas still lifes of the Baroque masters. The viewer is invited not simply to observe but to reflect on the futility of excess, the impermanence of glory, and the silent truth that time consumes all things. The banquet may be silent, but its message roars: nothing endures, and beauty lies as much in decay as in bloom.
Prompt: A masterpiece of post-futuristic realism. A street of an abandoned futuristic city. Abandoned, dilapidated, cracked futuristic houses with rounded ergonomic architecture. Faded advertising signs and video panels. Rusty ultra-futuristic cars of different types and sizes on the streets, some in a half-disassembled state. Rusty futuristic broken flying machines sit on the roofs of houses and on abandoned runways. Broken and non-working androids with traces of rust sit or lie on abandoned sidewalks or in abandoned cars. In the foreground, a pair of rusty broken androids, a man and a woman, sit on the sidewalk hugging. Wild vegetation in park areas and in the cracks of houses. High level of detail. The atmosphere of a post-futuristic apocalypse.
Prompt: A glitch art piece of a frilly death metal girl in a 1970s photography style. The girl is standing in an urban wasteland with destroyed buildings. The background is blurred. The overall image is minimalistic and bleak.
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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