Prompt: a mystical image of the Sandman, a mysterious figure who weaves dreams in the quiet of night. His form is nebulous, shifting like the desert sands. When the wind whispers secrets, he dissolves into the very air, leaving only a trace of stardust behind
Prompt: Art nouveau. Plants are made of green metal. A half shattered multi-colored glowing glass sphere with many big cracks in the glass shell. A pond consists of multicolor shimmering oil. Oil fountain. Colorfully painted ground and oil surface in art nouveau style. Leaves, petals and flowers are made of colorful glowing glass. Rusty metal terrain, glass-shattering plants, wire roots, colorful glass flowers, fresh atmosphere, weathered metal, shiny glass, rusty textures, color palette with metallic accents.
Prompt: Vibrant Apache woman, traditional attire, intricate beadwork, feather headdress, desert landscape, arid terrain, dusty winds, rugged mountains, symbolic tribal patterns, warm earth tones, dynamic pose, stoic expression, cultural pride, detailed realism, digital art, high resolution, dramatic lighting casting deep shadows, artistic interpretation, fusion of traditional and contemporary elements, by a skilled Native American artist.
Prompt: (((Full-length portrait)))
1 Girl: a breathtaking Native American woman, Her long, flowing hair cascades around her as she stands tall amidst the rugged beauty of the Western landscape. With raw, unfiltered authenticity, the photograph captures her timeless allure and strength. The setting evokes the spirit of the untamed frontier, where her presence is both captivating and enigmatic.
(((Full-length portrait)))
Prompt: imagine a female human face trapped inside a thin robotic body, the body is showing exposed wires and mechanical motors. Standing in a battlefield with human skeletons and skulls.
Prompt: (((Full-length portrait)))
1 Girl: a breathtaking Native American woman, Her long, flowing hair cascades around her as she stands tall amidst the rugged beauty of the Western landscape. With raw, unfiltered authenticity, the photograph captures her timeless allure and strength. The setting evokes the spirit of the untamed frontier, where her presence is both captivating and enigmatic.
(((Full-length portrait)))
Prompt: (((Full-length portrait)))
1 Girl: a breathtaking Native American woman, Her long, flowing hair cascades around her as she stands tall amidst the rugged beauty of the Western landscape. With raw, unfiltered authenticity, the photograph captures her timeless allure and strength. The setting evokes the spirit of the untamed frontier, where her presence is both captivating and enigmatic.
(((Full-length portrait)))
Prompt: a lone female survivor of a space ship crash, she exits the ruined hull to find herself in a colorful, strange, alien landscape, indirect sunlight through a hazy sky,
short white hair, slim body, highly detailed face,
Prompt: There is great Power in the bizarre rune pattern
The shaman draws his mysterious stave on the sand
Descended Spirits are like a cobra in a throw - so beautiful!
And the lips are whispering something in the ancient dialect...
Understand, shaman, and enter into this ancient brotherhood
And the bright alves will open the veil of worlds
You will never see such wealth in your life.,
That in the song of their soul you will not find just words to sing
And if suddenly the dark army turns against you?
The harsh rekki will rise into a gloomy battle!
It doesn't matter what may happen to you, shaman
All the aces and vanes will follow you to the end...
Spin around, shaman, beat the rolling tambourine!
And the Tsvergs will teach you the art of craftsmanship
Let someone offend you, rudely say: "mad"
I'm sorry - they will never see that world in reality
There is great Power in the bizarre rune pattern
Descended Spirits are like a cobra in a throw - so beautiful!
Prompt: The yellow sugar of the dunes is bitter on withered lips
And the desert of time greets with a serpentine hiss
Then the caravan of my memory wanders in prophetic mysterious dreams
The faces in the centuries have worn away, and I do not remember the names…
Whose faces are there in the haze – Anubis *, or maybe Marduk *?
The mystery will hide in the trickles of quicksand treacherous
The wind of wandering sings... no, the duduk plays long
The song of the prophecy of the ancient ... whether true or false words
Ephemerality flows into the veins of an otherworldly fate
And the heart is agitated under the canopy of royal stars
Suddenly I'll understand why I'm still sick of you…
The Tantra of our souls is holy to the point of pain, to the point of sincere tears
The thread is thinning... it crumbles right in your hands…
Is this a dream or a wild scorching deception of the mind?
The image melts in the moonlight before my eyes
A quiet whisper... "will you recognize me by keeping the talisman"…
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.
