Prompt: Der Hampelmann hängt schief im warmen Wind,
sein Lächeln als wär’s nur aufgemalt für ein blindes Kind.
Die Spieluhr klappert, ein Ton zu tief, ein Ton zu lang,
als wüsste sie mehr über mich — und es macht mir bang.
Das Riesenrad dreht romantisch, doch die Gondeln sind leer,
und jede Umdrehung fühlt sich an wie ein geladenes Gewehr.
Die Sonne scheint, alles scheint so verzückend himmelblau fantastisch,
doch die Farben wirken vintage, brüchig, fast plastisch.
Ein samtig warmer Hauch streift meinen lauf —
und irgendwo im Schatten bricht ein Lachen auf:
Ja Baby lauf lauf lauf ahhh hahahaha
Ein Luftikuss streift knapp an mir vorbei,
doch er fühlt sich an wie jemand, der mir folgt — ganz leis.
Die Buden flimmern, als wär die Zeit verrutscht,
und jedes Licht wirkt wie ein Auge, das mich musternd puscht.
Ein Karussellpferd hebt langsam seinen Kopf zu mir,
nicht abrupt, — einfach nur zu kontrolliert.
Mir rutscht das Herz in die Hose, als wär’s schon halb verkauft,
und ich denk nur stumm, fast flehend:
„Hätt ich das Ticket nur nie gekauft…“
Da bricht ein Lachen los, tief, verzogen, roh:
Ja baby du wolltest es doch so! ah hahahaha
Die Wege zittern, als würd der Boden heimlich zählen,
und jedes Licht flackert, als wollt es meinen Atem stehlen.
Die Spieluhr stottert plötzlich, viel zu nah, viel zu schlimm:
dimmmdel… limmm… dimmm… kchhhhh… tik… tik… tik… bumm…
eine tickende Zeitbombe steckte drin.
Das Riesenrad knarzt, bleibt stehen wie ein Urteil,
und irgendwo raschelt’s, fürchte das nächste Unheil.
Ein Wind streift meinen Rücken wie ein Griff,
und dann hör ich’s wieder, direkt an meinem Ohr:
baby ich seh dich ahhhh ach komm hervor ahhahahaha
Und dann steh ich da, wo alles begann,
zitternd, doch entschlossen —
ich zünde diesen Rummel mit ’nem Streichholz an.
Die Flammen tanzen.
geb der Streichholz Schachtel einen Kuss,
ein Funken Freiheit, ein brennender Schluss.
Doch selbst im Feuer hör ich die Spieluhr lachen:
baby ich werd in deinen Träumen wachen ahahahaha
Das Lachen schleicht sich hinter mich her,
und flüstert: „Bleib… wir brauchen dich sehr…“
Ich renn, doch der Rummel rennt mit,
Lichter jagen mich im Takt meines Schritts.
Ahhhh—Hahahahaha—überall im Raum,
ein Echo, das kriecht wie ein fiebriger Traum.
Ich schrei, doch der Wind trägt’s nicht davon,
der Albtraum hat mich längst übernomm..
Muhahahaha — und ich spür genau:
Hier komm ich nie mehr raus
Ich will hier rauuuuus....
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Prompt: Bitte hab′ doch keine Bange,
wie ein Kaninchen vor der Schlange.
Warum rennst du fort
und nennst mich ein Schreckgespenst?
Du kennst mich nicht!
Du, das musst du doch verstehen,
wenn wir Menschen euch so sehen,
wie ein Laken ohne Bett,
greift man gleich zum Amulett
und fürchtet sich.
(Interlude) Warum sind Gespenster blässlich?
Findeest du das etwa hässlich?
Mondlicht macht nun mal nicht braun.
Stört denn das nicht eure Frau'n?
Ach, keine Spur.
Wüsstest du, wie wir so leben,
würde deine Angst sich geben.
Hat ein Geist denn auch mal Schiss?
Aber ja doch, ganz gewiss:
vor Menschen nur...
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Prompt: gothic horror film still, Hammer House of Horror, a terrified young red haired woman in scanty Burgundy victorian lingerie, busty, buxom, big breasts, nipples, topless, black stockings, Running through a dark and creepy ancient forest, Shadowy figures hidden in the trees, spooky
Prompt: “And there were other rocks that were like animals, creeping, horrible animals, putting out their tongues, and others were like words I could not say, and others like dead people lying on the grass. I went on among them, though they frightened me, and my heart was full of wicked song they put into it; and I wanted to make faces and twist myself about the way they did, and I went on and on a long way till at last I liked the rocks and they didn’t frighten me any more”
creepy fairyland
Prompt: A oil painting with thick strong brush strokes; A young asian man is lying on a bed, viewed from above, with his eyes wide open his face shocked . He is covered with a worn-looking blanket that has a faded, striped pattern. Around him, several teddy bears are placed closely on both sides, making the scene feel soft, crowded, and a little surreal.
The room is dimly lit, with the light mostly coming from above, which gives the image a moody, quiet atmosphere. The walls and furniture look dark and old, adding to the heavy, enclosed feeling. The teddy bears create a contrast with the serious mood of the person lying there, making the scene feel tender but also eerie, as if it is meant to show loneliness, comfort, or memory at the same time.
Prompt: An attractive petite auburn haired Scottish American woman, long red hair tied up in a tight bun, wearing a scuba suit, tank, flippers, and mask over her face, entering through a doorway to the entrance of the overhead, behind the scenes, top of a large aquarium exhibit at a zoo, a shark fin can clearly be seen in the pool of water, surrounded by a concrete walkway with metal railings, a single sloped entrance enters the water, the door she is in in directly in front of the sloped entrance heading in to the water, her arms and legs are splayed out across the doorway like a cat avoiding the water, hesitating to enter the water, a man, directly behind her, smiling, in a dark green polo shirt with an indecipherable logo on the chest, and khaki shorts has two hands out in front of him as if to push her forward, vivid watercolor and ink masterpiece, wet on wet technique, heavily washed effect, expressive strokes, intimate setting, detailed line work, delicate blending, ethereal, emotional depth, watercolor medium, realistic portrayal, realism, realistic facial details, warm color palette, contrasting shadows, soft textures, evocative atmosphere. Painting by an artist named “Kiera” signed in the bottom right in small, swooping cursive black letters.
Prompt: Digital painting that faithfully imitates the classical and genre style of the great masters of 18th and 19th-century oil painting; visible, loose, and impasto brushstrokes in key areas; rich texture, overlapping layers, warm glazes; soft, theatrical lighting with a strong focus on the subject; a romantic and realistic atmosphere.
A small boy captured mid-sprint, rushing out of an old wooden door; an expression of utter astonishment and urgency; mouth wide open in a shout or exclamation; eyes wide open, looking to the right, out of frame; left hand resting on the doorframe; right arm suspended in the air for balance; loose clothing with folds defined by impasto brushstrokes; curly, unruly hair with an ethereal texture thanks to light lines superimposed on a dark background.
An orange cat running alongside the boy, synchronized in direction and energy; eyes wide, mouth slightly open, mimicking the boy's expression; a comical and endearing gesture that reinforces the narrative of a child's mischief being caught.
Warm lighting illuminates the child's face and torso, highlighting rosy cheeks and facial dynamism; the rest of the scene gradually fades into shadow; deep, soft shadows evoke academic painting; controlled contrast directs the eye to the central axis.
A color palette dominated by earth tones, ochres, beiges, and sepias creates a warm and nostalgic atmosphere; more saturated colors appear in the blurred red flowers in the background vase and in the cat's orange fur.
The setting is an interior of an old house with traditional details: an ornate metal doorknob; a classic shelf on the left displays flowers and figurines, slightly out of focus to create depth of field; aged wood, warm walls, and a 19th-century domestic ambiance.
The atmosphere is that of a spontaneous moment, full of movement, humor, and comic drama; a sense of history frozen in the exact moment of mischief.
Prompt: Monsterous machine in the midst of assembling itself from scrap metal. It looms over a pair of mechanics as they flee from the scrapyard. The monster is only partly finished but more parts are being drawn towards it. It's completely metal with no organic parts. It is missing an arm and has other smaller gaps in it's body
Prompt: Hyperrealistic, vibrant, chaotic, UFOs land and invade American Dream suburbia, Aliens (lizardmen & Grays) take off their human face masks to reveal their true alien nature, people flee in terror children screaming. cinematic (no text) Confusing highly detailed
Prompt: #### Center – “The Dialogue”
- **Main figure:** a fragment of a human face (right half). One eye is wide open, its pupil tiny (pinhead‑sized); the second eye is missing — replaced by a **red circle** with diverging rays.
- The **mouth** is drawn twice: one is ordinary, tightly shut; the other is drawn over it — open, with sharp teeth but no lips (like an X‑ray image).
- Emerging from the ear and the back of the head are **tiny handwritten inscriptions**: “do you hear?”, “say it again”, “they know the code”. Letters overlap — impossible to read, but the rhythm of the writing mimics a continuous whisper.
- To the right of the face — an **ear** (separated, as if cut off). Inside the ear are tiny stick‑figures with raised arms.
#### Right section – “That Which Comes”
- An **amorphous shape** without clear boundaries: a mix of **cloud, spider, and human**. It has long, thin limbs ending in hands with six fingers each.
- **Numbers** (3, 7, 9) and **letters** (X, O, M) protrude from its body, written in mirror‑image.
- The shape **touches** the central face with a long black finger — but a hairline gap remains; they do not actually connect.
- Below the shape, written in **red ink**: “THEY KNOW THOUGHTS”. The word “THEY” is underlined three times; “THOUGHTS” is crossed out and then rewritten above.
### 4. Color and Light
- Predominantly **black, gray, and white** (grisaille). Red is used only for accents: the red circle instead of the eye, the inscription “THEY KNOW”, and a few drops (or cracks) in the lower left corner.
- **Blue** is used for shading and for outlining the ear and the creature’s fingers.
- There is no clear light source; the whole surface is flat, but variable hatching density creates the illusion of **basement‑like illumination** — dim and uneven.
### 5. Symbolism and Possible Psychopathological Correlates
| Element | Possible clinical meaning |
|---------|---------------------------|
| Wall with crack and eyes | Sense of insecurity, “someone is watc
Prompt: semi-abstract oil painting in bright false fluorescent colors of a beautiful young woman with long blonde hair and jade green skin, in a pale violet room, standing at a wide window looking out a balcony with a gold-plated iron railing, overlooking an ocean of jade green and deep blue with some white-caps, in the style of Henri Matisse, Pierre Bonnard, Max Ernst, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec,
Prompt: the cancer that is pedophilia is eating the finer institutions in my country ... how to excise this cancer is becoming a central issue blocking a way forward into tomorrow ... image done in shocking impressionistic satirical surrealism
Prompt: A cinematic film noir poster, full-frame composition, no borders. A sinister preacher in a dark suit stands in shadow, his hands raised showing the words “LOVE” and “HATE” tattooed across his knuckles. Behind him, a frightened woman and two children hide in dim candlelight inside a rural house. Outside, a river glows faintly under moonlight. Dramatic high-contrast lighting, deep shadows, eerie atmosphere. Wet textures, subtle fog. Large integrated title typography: “THE NIGHT OF THE HUNTER”. Realistic vintage film credits at the bottom. Style of classic 1950s noir × modern cinematic realism.
Prompt: This work captures the chilling essence of horror, immersing the audience in a world of suspense and fear. It explores primal fears and the unknown, evoking a haunting atmosphere that lingers.
Prompt: Create a sci fi masterpiece in a pop art style. From a distant vantage point a futuristic city burns. There is visible chaos. People run for their lives. Futuristic vehicles crash into each other causing more fire. Dominating the scene is a giant robot that stands taller than any building in the city. The robot has a very vintage feel, large lights and bulky appendages. His eyes shoot red laser beams onto the city causing the fires. The robot is also vomiting acid and it’s melting everything it touched. The light of the fires is all that illuminates the scene and the colors are dark and ominous.
Prompt: "A high-contrast, black-and-white ink drawing of a person curled in a defensive, fetal position on the floor. Above them, a large, looming, shadowy monster with long, spindly, multi-fingered hands reaches down as if to torment or possess them. The monster has a pale, mask-like face with hollow black eyes. The style features heavy cross-hatching, frantic line work, and a surreal, psychological horror aesthetic. Stark white background, macabre and emotional atmosphere.
Prompt: She didn't notice how her evening summer walk had dragged on, and instead of the familiar route, she wandered into the forest. And suddenly she realized that she really was lost. Her light white dress caught on the dead branches lying on the ground. She freed the dress from the caught branch and walked on, hoping to get out of the forest in the twilight before nightfall. Passing a small forest stream and soiling her shoe in its silt, she saw a quick movement in a gap between the tree canopies and screamed in fright. It was only an owl, but it seemed to her as if large sinister wings could block the sky above her. Fear and anxiety increasingly took hold of her, and the hope of getting out receded further, which was reflected in the tense paleness on her lovely face. In the dimming twilight, her figure in a light white dress with her loose dark blond hair could very well have seemed ghostly, wandering in the darkness of the enchanted forest, like a spirit. Dramatic tones. Dynamic movement. Additional drawn many vector free lines drawing contours of figures by great mad painter, combined with deliberate cinematographic style. Abstract fantasy with elements of Gothic style.
Prompt: A pencil sketch illustration of a grotesque, distorted portrait with exaggerated features. The subject has a large, bulging eye on the right side, while the left eye is partially covered by a grotesque hand that is also drawn with exaggerated features. The hand has long, sharp fingernails . The subject has a distorted, elongated face with deep wrinkles and a twisted expression. The hair is drawn with loose, sketchy lines in brown tones. The illustration is rendered on aged, cream-colored paper with visible texture. The drawing style combines realistic pencil techniques with surreal, horror-inspired elements. The composition is centered and shows the subject from the shoulders up. The shading creates depth and dimension through cross-hatching and varying line weights. The overall tone of the illustration is dark and unsettling, with a focus on the grotesque distortion of the facial features.
Prompt: Create an image of me [scared face eith ripped clothes running pursued by T-rex's and Raptors in jungle], but make it from my POV. I'm uploading my photo for reference, but remember to keep the image POV.
I am your doctor. Rumours of failed Olympic steroid test are untrue, now drop shorts & cough...
Model:
Nano Banana 2
(Pro)
Size:
1200 X 896
(1.08 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: semi-realistic whimsical, A doctors surgery with an anxious male patient, slightly overweight aged 63. He is standing next to the doctor's examination couch with a moveable medical screen moved aside. The frightened man has his trousers down around his ankles. Next to him is the doctor who is an unattractive huge hulking muscular Eastern European woman with blond hair bunches wearing a light blue sleeveless sports top with the name OLGA in white letters. She is wearing light blue spandex shorts on her muscular legs. Her hand is grabbing the mans perineum to administer a standard test
Nope, Can't do it; Ocean remains an Unconquered Fear
Model:
SeeDream
Size:
2224 X 1664
(3.70 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Vivid watercolor portrait, expressive strokes, red haired woman in a purple bikini, looking away, long red hair in a single braid, stands hip deep in the water, looking way out in the distance to deep water of the ocean where three men and a dark haired woman are swimming a long ways from shore, they beckon and wave for her to come join them, the red haired woman has her arms to her chest, looking hesitant, intimate setting, detailed line work, delicate blending, emotional depth, watercolor medium, realistic portrayal, realism, realistic facial details, warm color palette, contrasting shadows, soft textures, evocative atmosphere. Painting by an artist names “Kiera” signed in the bottom right in small, swooping black letters
Prompt: The Emperor has No Clothes The Emperor has No Clothes The Emperor has No Clothes
Why is President Trump stuck on a political message that is leading his party to lose control of Congress?
The answer is staring Republicans in the face. But they can’t find the heart of the daring boy in the fairytale who speaks up to say, “The Emperor has No Clothes.”
Well, if you held a congressional GOP seat, do you think you’d be willing to go to raise your hand and tell Trump that President Biden won the 2020 election fair and square?
Fear of getting that hand chopped off — figuratively speaking — has congressional Republicans refusing to speak up.
Prompt: Why is President Trump stuck on a political message that is leading his party to lose control of Congress?
The answer is staring Republicans in the face. But they can’t find the heart of the daring boy in the fairytale who speaks up to say, “The Emperor has No Clothes.”
Well, if you held a congressional GOP seat, do you think you’d be willing to go to raise your hand and tell Trump that President Biden won the 2020 election fair and square?
Fear of getting that hand chopped off — figuratively speaking — has congressional Republicans refusing to speak up.
Prompt: Masterpiece a breathtaking and powerful ink and watercolor wash rendering on rough handmade paper capturing the three Kadlu sisters goddesses of thunder and lightning unleashing their fury upon a frozen arctic sea where desperate ships lie trapped Three magnificent sisters command the storm-torn sky their forms immense and terrifying in their power the eldest stands at the center her expression fierce and unforgiving her dark hair whips around her face like living storm clouds she wears a magnificent amauti of sealskin and bone her boots of spotted sealskin raised to stamp down with world-shaking force her eyes gleam with the cold light of judgment The second sister hovers to the left her body coiled with wild energy one foot already descending to strike the sky her sealskin boots crack with the first thunderclap her mouth is open in a cry that shakes the heavens her hair streams in wild waves of indigo and charcoal lightning arcs from her fingertips The youngest sister floats to the right her hands raised high the traditional qulliq lamp blazes in her grip flames of white and electric blue spilling from it as she prepares to hurl lightning across the frozen sea her face is set with the terrible beauty of destruction Below them the arctic sea is a wasteland of shattered ice massive floes grind against each other in towering ridges of blue-white crystal trapped among them ancient sailing ships lie frozen their wooden hulls splintered by the relentless pressure of ice masts lean at desperate angles rigging encased in frost sails frozen solid and torn Desperate sailors cluster on the decks and ice their small figures dwarfed by the vast frozen hell around them some wave toward the sky with raised arms others huddle together for warmth some have given up kneeling in the snow their faces turned toward the goddesses with expressions of terror and supplication The ice cracks and heaves beneath them pressure ridges groan and shift with sounds like thunder the frozen sea itself seems alive with the fury of the sisters above Lightning splits the sky in brilliant forks of white and gold illuminating the scene with stark unforgiving light each flash reveals new details the desperation on a sailor's face the crack spreading across a doomed hull the implacable fury of the goddesses Thunder rolls across the frozen world shaking the very ice beneath the trapped men the sound is the stamp of sister's feet the clash of their hands the roar of a world where gods play with the lives of mortals The overall atmosphere is one of primal terror and sublime power the three Kadlu sisters goddesses of the storm playing their eternal game above a frozen sea where men pray and despair they are the thunder and the lightning the ice and the cold and in their faces we see the wild indifferent beauty of nature unleashed upon those who dare to sail its waters
Prompt: Additional prompt: The Panic # terrified men, women, old people, children # silhouettes of ruined buildings # spreading fire # planes dropping bombs in the mix # dark, gloomy background # digital painting picture-illustration # 16:9 aspect ratio
Prompt: The ancient peoples did not preserve the image of the dragon by chance. It is a sign of strength, fear, power and dark energy.
Different civilizations, separated by time and continents, keep almost the same figure.
Enormous power, keeper of secrets, bearer The ancient peoples did not preserve the image of the dragon by chance. It is a sign of strength, fear, power and dark energy.
Different civilizations, separated by time and continents, keep almost the same figure.
Enormous power, keeper of secrets, bearer of fear, fire and knowledge. This does not look like a random myth. It looks like a code sealed deep in the human consciousness.
In the East, the dragon brings heavenly power and order
In the West, it is often an enemy that is good to be defeated. In Bulgarian and Balkan beliefs, it stands in the middle.
The dragon is both scary and protective, and earthly, and connected with something greater than man.
This is where the real question comes in. Why doesn't this image disappear?
The answer is inconvenient
Because the dragon doesn't just tell about the past. It tells about us.
Every person carries their own inner dragon.
This is that raw power that can destroy, but also elevate. This is anger, ambition, passion, the will to dominate
And something else very important, this is that dark energy that a person either masters, or it masters him.
of fear, fire and knowledge. This does not seem like a random myth. It looks like a code sealed deep in the human consciousness.
In the East, the dragon brings heavenly power and order.
In the West, it is often an enemy that is good to be defeated. In Bulgarian and Balkan beliefs, it stands in the middle.
The dragon is both scary and protective, earthly and connected to something greater than man.
Here comes the real question. Why doesn't this image disappear?
The answer is inconvenient.
Because the dragon does not only tell about the past. It tells about us.
Every person carries their own inner dragon.
This is that raw power that can destroy, but also elevate. This is anger, ambition, passion, the will to dominate.
And another very important thing, this is that dark energy that a person either masters, or it masters him.
Prompt: On one side of the bedroom: A young lad, lying in his bed: the boy is scared,peeking out from under his blankets, looking at the wardrobe. The wardrobe is leaning against the back wall: it is open: a black gaping hole in the cupboard. Only illuminating red eyes glaring back from the darkness within the wardrobe. Mist curling out of the wardrobe.
Prompt: Were is the Popcorn?
We see a close-up image of a very beautiful Red Head Lady, the blankets are pulled up
. She is scared with full of fear watching a sci fi movie TV
Background: a messy vintage dark bedroom at night. Outside the window the half moon is shining.
The picture is primarily intended to show her fear. The light of the TV set is highlighting her beautiful facial features.
Masterpiece, touching, gorgeous, golden ratio, beautiful, awe striking, breath taking, evocative, sumptuous, aesthetic, unique, HD, style by zettel
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.
