Prompt: the five stages of grief (denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance) in a visually striking, artistic way. Each stage should flow seamlessly into the next, using bold symbolism, dynamic transitions, and evocative lighting. Denial – A figure turns away from a shattered mirror, their reflection still whole (slow-motion, cold tones). Anger – Flames burst in the background as the subject violently throws an object (red hues, chaotic motion blur). Bargaining – Hands desperately reaching toward a floating hourglass, sand slipping away (golden lighting, surreal glow). Depression – The figure curls underwater, shadows swallowing them (blue-black palette, slow sinking). Acceptance – A single seed sprouts in their palms, sunlight breaking through (soft focus, warm colors). Style: Cinematic, poetic, and emotionally intense. Use dramatic close-ups, metaphorical visuals, and a haunting score that shifts with each stage
Prompt: Envision your being as a radiant spark of divine light, swirling amidst galaxies that pulse with vibrant hues, each color an emanation of boundless love and infinite wisdom. As you expand into the vast, starry expanse of the cosmos, galaxies swirling in every direction, you feel the sacred flow of life moving through you, interconnecting every atom of existence. Allow your awareness to stretch into the blackness of space, embracing the profound stillness and cosmic dance, knowing that you are the light, you are the universe—forever expanding, forever evolving.
Prompt: "It's not me," Mr. Judge!
"It's not me." Mr. Judge! The one who hears your voice, the one who weighs your pitying and hateful gazes on his shoulders, it's not me!
The one who looks at your faces one by one to read your true feelings, the one who looks into your face, Mr. Judge, to see your tiny eyes that are hidden among the shallow and deep wrinkles and sometimes a spark comes out of them so that I remember that there is an eye, that sees, it's not me, Mr. Judge!
All that's left of me is the skin. Like a book that has been turned over, its pages blown away, a book that only has the cover left, which they have scribbled on, which they have stuck the tips of their pens into, which they have drawn strange patterns on.
Now that there is no more "me." Who do you want to talk to you? To tell the story? About "me"? When "I" no longer exists, how can he prove his non-existence to you? When something is not there now, how can he convince everyone of his existence?
Mr. Judge, if you want everything to be clear to you, first find "I" with these characteristics.
"I" was a master's degree in philosophy of art. He had a bachelor's degree in philosophy and a diploma in mathematics. All the love of his life was books, classical music, cinema, and philosophy and logic discussion sessions. He was a conversationalist and a questioner. He didn't really like family parties; he didn't have the time either. He studied German. When his military service was over, he wanted to go to Germany to get his doctorate. He went to the military. He went of his own accord. No one forced him. He wanted to leave the country legally. He wanted to return to his homeland whenever he wanted.
Prompt: Figures made entirely of gaps in reality. Their shapes are outlined by the absence of texture or light, making them visible only through the distortion of the world around them.
Prompt: Was Woland right when he said that good cannot exist without evil, just as objects cannot be without shadow, and if shadows are torn off, there will be only naked light?
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.
