Prompt: A lone figure stands before the Witness Array—a vast concave wall of silent glass monoliths, each one reflecting different eras of a forgotten civilization. The Observer’s silhouette is motionless, dwarfed beneath the vaulted framework of the ancient station core. Their cloak drifts in zero-gravity equilibrium, arms at their sides, gaze fixed forward. Lights blink softly behind the glass—memory events encoded in impossible colors, flickering like distant storms on alien worlds. Some monoliths show motion; others remain still, locked in frozen tableaux of extinct peoples and dying suns. Wires like veins spread across the curved ceiling, pulsing faintly with residual current, converging on a central node above the Observer’s head. The chamber floor is polished obsidian, perfectly reflecting the monoliths and the silent figure—above and below, the same question lingers: Who built this? And why were they watching? There is no movement. No interface. No welcome. Just the slow rhythm of lights in silence. This is not a terminal. This is judgment on pause.
--mod witness-station, --mod reflection-mythology, --mod sentient-architecture, --mod monolith-grid, --mod contrast-lock, --mod zero-g-stillness, --mod obsidian-floor, --mod perspective-collapse, --mod reverent-tone, --mod sci-fi-cathedral
Prompt: A lone figure stands before the Witness Array—a vast concave wall of silent glass monoliths, each one reflecting different eras of a forgotten civilization. The Observer’s silhouette is motionless, dwarfed beneath the vaulted framework of the ancient station core. Their cloak drifts in zero-gravity equilibrium, arms at their sides, gaze fixed forward. Lights blink softly behind the glass—memory events encoded in impossible colors, flickering like distant storms on alien worlds. Some monoliths show motion; others remain still, locked in frozen tableaux of extinct peoples and dying suns. Wires like veins spread across the curved ceiling, pulsing faintly with residual current, converging on a central node above the Observer’s head. The chamber floor is polished obsidian, perfectly reflecting the monoliths and the silent figure—above and below, the same question lingers: Who built this? And why were they watching? There is no movement. No interface. No welcome. Just the slow rhythm of lights in silence. This is not a terminal. This is judgment on pause.
--mod witness-station, --mod reflection-mythology, --mod sentient-architecture, --mod monolith-grid, --mod contrast-lock, --mod zero-g-stillness, --mod obsidian-floor, --mod perspective-collapse, --mod reverent-tone, --mod sci-fi-cathedral
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.
