Prompt: Full-screen, macro-view, front-lit, extreme close-up of a single, dark-green cucumber on a transparent glass cutting board along with a green-handled kitchen knife. The cutting board lies on a speckled gray-tan colored kitchen conter, which is blurrily visible through the cutting board. Behind the cutting board, we see a Picardie tumbler half-filled with water and holding a bunch of fresh, green dillweed. The sparse culinary still life is strongly focused and deftly rendered in diaphanous, ornate, painstaking watercolor with pen-and-ink emphasis and outlines. The suggested gray-and grass-green-colored kitchen background is rendered in alcohol ink speedpaint and is painted all the way to the edges of the paper. Prize-winning biology illustration in the style of Simonetta Occhipinti, Pierre-Joseph Redouté, Jakob Demus, Hildegard Könighofer and Margareta Pertl as well as Siobhan Larkin. Museum-quality aquarelle sketch on heavy handmade rag paper.
Prompt: Plateful of Swedish meatballs, creamy lingonberry sauce, golden brown crust, steam rising, dill garnish, wooden plate, cozy kitchen setting, vintage cutlery, rustic wooden table, warm and inviting atmosphere, traditional Swedish cuisine, high angle shot, close-up details, rich and appetizing colors, soft natural lighting.
Prompt: The image is a close-up photograph of four toasted sandwiches with tomato, cucumber, and smoked salmon, all drizzled with a light oil and garnished with sprigs of dill, placed on a dark wooden surface.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
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.
