Prompt: Imagine a heart of unparalleled beauty, carved from the finest green jade. The color is not just a single shade, but rather a symphony of emerald, olive and jade green that flow seamlessly into each other, creating a depth and richness that captivates the eye.
The surface of the heart is smooth and polished, but not perfect.
Little bumps and imperfections catch the light and give it a vibrant glow, as if the heart itself were pulsating with life. This glow is enhanced by gold accents that frame the heart and elegantly wrap around its contours.
But the most remarkable thing about this heart is not its beauty in itself, but the aura that surrounds it.
Imagine an aura so magnificent that it overshadows everything else in the room. Radiating with a power that is both gentle and irresistible, it fills you with a sense of peace and tranquility.
This aura is not static, but constantly changing and transforming. It dances and sparkles like stars in a galaxy,
and it gives you a sense of infinity and mystery. You feel that you are standing on the threshold of something big, something incomprehensible, and you cannot help but feel drawn into the luminous embrace of the heart.
This green jade heart is more than just a beautiful object. It is a symbol of hope, love and compassion. It is a reminder that
that there is beauty and power in the world and that we all have the potential to shine with the same brightness.
Prompt: In a dusty, dark explosives warehouse, where the air was thick with sulfur and saltpeter, two ungainly creatures met: the Firefly, a small candle, and the Gunpowder Owl, a mysterious bird with feathers made of gunpowder.
The firefly flew into the warehouse, attracted by a faint glow. It landed on an old wooden barrel, where the Gunpowder Owl sat and stared with glowing eyes.
"What are you?" asked the Gunpowder Owl in a deep, raspy voice. Its voice sounded like a peal of thunder that rumbled in the warehouse's thick walls.
"I am the Firefly," said the little light in a thin voice. "I bring light to the darkness."
The Gunpowder Owl snorted. "Light? What good is light in this darkness? Here only explosions and destruction reign."
The firefly blinked
. "Even in darkness, light can bring hope," it said. "It can show the way and bring warmth."
The Gunpowder Owl stared at the Firefly with a look that was both hard and curious. "Hope?" it said. "I don't know hope. I only know gunpowder and fire."
"Perhaps I can teach you about hope," said the Firefly. "Maybe together we can bring light to this dark place."
The Gunpowder Owl was silent for a moment. Then it nodded slowly. "Maybe," it said. "Maybe we can."
And so began an unlikely friendship between the Firefly and the Gunpowder Owl. Together they explored the explosives warehouse, and the Firefly's light illuminated the dark nooks and crannies. The Gunpowder Owl told the Firefly stories of explosions and destruction,
and the Firefly told the Gunpowder Owl stories of hope and light.
Little by little, the warehouse began to change. The firefly's light attracted new creatures - insects, bats and small animals. The Gunpowder Owl protected them with its powerful voice and sharp claws.
Soon the explosives warehouse was no longer a dark and dangerous place.
It had become a place of life and light, a place where hope could sprout.
Trials and darkness can strengthen an individual's resolve and clarity of purpose
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Prompt: Unyielding Figure, Vast Darkness, Beacon of Light, Overcoming Odds, Cross of Illumination, Intense Resolve, Piercing Radiance, Enduring Spirit, Symbol of Hope, Confronting Challenges, Strengthened Resolve, Ethereal Glow, Stand of Defiance, Guiding Light, Triumph of Will
Prompt: Sweet tired eyes Blue Moscow snowstorms Cities between us again Life keeps us apart as before An unknown star in the sky Shines like a monument to hope
Prompt: Translucent antique decorative bottles of blue glass. Inside first bottle are numerous shooting stars that shimmer and twinkle their most beautiful light. The second bottle (inside) is filled with lots of red hearts. Inside the third bottle are lots of green 4-leaf clover leaves. These bottles are placed on a beautiful wooden shelf overgrown with vines, decorated with sea stars and shells, as well as corals, and in the background, a view of a vibrant blue sea, summer blue sky and seagulls in flight is revealed. The sea is visible above, below and on both sides of the wooden shelf. Panoramic view. Oil on canvas, bright vibrant colours, enchanting, intricate
Prompt: Picture a close-up shot with a black background. Emerging from the darkness is an older man dressed in attire reminiscent of the 18th century. He holds out his hand, clutching a lantern that casts a soft glow on his frightened face. The dim light reveals wrinkles etched with age, and his eyes widen with fear as if he's seen something beyond comprehension. Despite the darkness surrounding him, the faint flicker of the lantern provides a glimmer of hope amidst the uncertainty.
Prompt: The Titles “FAITH”, “HOPE”, “LOVE”, appear on Charming Vintage antique Books and there are little birds and snails sitting on the stacked volumes, 3D HDR, depth of field, “FAITH”, “HOPE”, “LOVE”, beautiful, elaborate, dreamy, magical, whimsical, surrealism, pointillism, maximalist, bokeh, colorful, contrasting colors. 8k resolution holographic astral cosmic illustration mixed media by Pablo Amaringo
Prompt: Pastel colors. She struggles to find meaning in a world that feels cold and indifferent, always searching for a hope to save her soul, the future stretches before her like an endless expanse of emptiness, devoid of purpose or promise, Francoise Nielly, Eduardo Paolozzi, Anthony Gerace, Christian Tagliavini, Jack Davison, Giuseppe Cristiano, Heidi Swapp, Gene Davis.
Prompt: Then the same day at evening, being the first day of the week, when the doors were shut where the disciples were assembled for fear of the Jews, came Jesus and stood in the midst, and saith unto them, Peace be unto you. And when he had so said, he shewed unto them his hands and his side. Then were the disciples glad, when they saw the Lord. Then said Jesus to them again, Peace be unto you: as my Father hath sent me, even so send I you.
Prompt: With the hair in the mailbox, a symbol of farewell and surrender, everything is acknowledged. Your dear mouse's mother has recognized the truth and accepted her fate.
But the hair in the mailbox is also a sign of hope. It symbolizes that a part of her lives on even though she is gone. Her love and wisdom will always be with you and you can draw strength from her memory
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Mouse is a symbol of intuition and creativity. Your dear mouse mother has given you the gift of imagination and curiosity. Use these gifts to explore the world and find your own path in life.
Mother is a symbol of love, care and protection. Your dear mouse mother has loved you unconditionally and protected you from danger. Always remember her love,
and let it be a source of strength and comfort in the difficult times.
Remember that even though your dear mouse's mother is gone, she is always with you in your heart. Carry her memory with you in everything you do and let her love be your guide on your life's journey.
Prompt: Determined Climber, Thorn-Filled Path, Steep Ascent, Resilient Struggle, Torn Clothing, Scratches and Bruises, Glowing Horizon, Blossoming Light Flowers, Hopeful Destination, Perseverance in Adversity, Dappled Sunlight, Trail of Resilience, Ethereal Flower Bloom, Symbolic Transition.
This visual portrays a climber's heroic effort to overcome a challenging and painful path filled with thorns, symbolizing the grit and resilience required to face difficulties. The journey leads to a hopeful destination marked by a beautiful, serene space where light-emitting flowers bloom, representing the reward and beauty that often follow perseverance through hardship. The contrast between the arduous path and the tranquil end point underscores the transformative power of endurance and determination.
Prompt: In the evening, in a small, barren and poor clay house, the risen Jesus Christ and the two Emmaus disciples Cleopas and James sit at a simple wooden table by the light of a tallow candle. Jesus breaks and shares a small flatbread, and the two disciples are surprised to recognize him.
Tales of the Brave Mouse: An Inspirational Archive
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Prompt: The magical flying suitcase was not just a means of transportation. It was a living archive that stored the mouse people's collective memory. Inside the suitcase were a multitude of small, hand-made books, filled with stories of adventure, victory and defeat. Each book was a portal to a bygone era, a window to the wisdom and experience of the ancestors.
When a mouse sought inspiration or comfort, they would open the trunk and carefully leaf through the dusty books. They could read about brave mice who fought against fearsome enemies, about clever mice who solved impossible puzzles, and about kind mice who helped the weak and needy.
The stories in the suitcase were more than just entertainment.
They were a source of strength and guidance. They taught the mice about the importance of courage, friendship and compassion. They reminded them that even the small and insignificant can achieve great things.
One evening, as a young mouse sat crying over a disappointment, an older mouse opened the trunk and took out a book. It was called "The Story of the Little Mouse Who Defeated the Big Troll".
The older mouse read the story aloud to the young mouse, and when he finished, the young mouse was filled with hope and courage.
The story was about a little mouse who was so small that the other mice often laughed at him. But the little mouse had a big heart and an indomitable spirit. One day a big troll came to the mouse town and threatened to destroy it.
All the mice were afraid, but the little mouse stood up to the troll. He fought with courage and cleverness, and in the end he defeated the troll and saved the mouse town.
Prompt: Looking into the abyss, the future is a myth
I'm holding onto hope, it's a problem, I admit
Letting go of my fear, a feeling I miss
The Devil is real, and I'm caught in his grip
Prompt: A single bearded knight with a green and yellow tunic over his chain mail stands in front of an old stone Romanesque chapel and carefully holds in his hands a white dove that has an olive branch in its beak. It is a dark, gray sky full of clouds, but a single beam of light falls on the dove. Ivy grows on the walls of the chapel, and there are old, mighty and gnarled trees to the right and left of the chapel. The chapel has a Celtic cross at the top of the tower.
Prompt: Springtime, in a German Garden A cute brown tabby kitten and a cute gray tabby kitten observing hidden in a Bush curiously as the adult Easter bunny deploys colorful Easter eggs. The adult Easter bunny has a basket made of wicker on his back full of colorful Easter eggs. Trees and bushes on the edge, wildflowers and wild herbs, sunny spring day, some clouds. Europe, Germany, Ruhrgebiet, Westphalia
Prompt: And when the sabbath was past, Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James, and Salome, had bought sweet spices, that they might come and anoint him. And very early in the morning the first day of the week, they came unto the sepulchre at the rising of the sun. And they said among themselves, And when they looked, they saw that the stone was rolled away: for it was very great. And entering into the sepulchre, they saw a young man sitting on the right side, clothed in a long white garment; and they were affrighted. And he saith unto them, Be not affrighted: Ye seek Jesus of Nazareth, which was crucified: he is risen; he is not here: behold the place where they laid him. But go your way, tell his disciples and Peter that he goeth before you into Galilee: there shall ye see him, as he said unto you.
Prompt: Series in 5 panels:
Panel 1:
Image: A phone with Facebook open. A message from "Narakul" lights up on the screen.
Text: "Narakul came to me on Facebook."
Panel 2:
Image: A close-up of the message from Narakul. It says: "I miss you dearly."
Text: The heart is pounding in the chest. A mixture of joy and sorrow flows through the body.
Panel 3:
Image: A flashback to a warm memory with Narakul. They laugh and hug each other.
Text: The thoughts fly back to the good times. The loss increases, but also brings a smile to the face.
Panel 4:
Image: The person writes a reply to Narakul. Fingers fly over the keyboard.
Text: The words flow out. They will tell Narakul,
how much they also miss them.
Panel 5:
Image: The phone vibrates. A new message from Narakul appears.
Text: Hope sprouts. Maybe this is the beginning of reconnecting.
Prompt: The scene shows a crowded dog shelter where numerous dogs can be seen in their enclosures. A sad little girl stands in front of one of the cages and looks at one of the dogs with big, sad eyes. The dogs also look back longingly, as if waiting for a chance to be adopted. The room is filled with the hum of the dogs as the girl stands thoughtfully in front of the cage, perhaps wishing she could take all the dogs home with her. The scene conveys a message of compassion and the desire to give the dogs a loving home
Prompt: SANCTUARY, FAITH, HOPE, LOVE, LIGHT: From the top of a tall building, the white Angel of Faith Hope and Charity Love, sitting looks down onto a city rebuilding after an intensive artillery bombing, in a landscape of ruins and destruction and dust people are helping people, God and His Angels are resurrecting people, it is sunrise, a new day dawning, Love abides, the angel is beautiful and thoughtful and prayerful and hopeful, long dress and feather wings, DIVINE INTERVENTION, drawn in the style of a romantic oil painting
Prompt: From the top of a tall building, a white angel sitting looks down onto a city in ruins and rubles after an intensive artillery bombing, landscape of ruins and destruction and dust, no one around, it is raining, the angel is beautiful and thoughtful and sad and prayerful and hopeful, long dress and feather wings, drawn in the style of a romantic oil painting
Prompt: She tries to hold on to the loveliest dreams to the end, a fragile spark of hope, a Melody of past lifes, thermograph, Bert Stern, Yves Klein, David Mack, Frieke Janssens, Morris Hirshfield, Vik Muniz, Mike Dargas.
Prompt: In the midst of chaos, amidst the cacophony of destruction, stood a lone figure - a girl no older than ten, her silhouette stark against the backdrop of an alien army advancing with ominous intent. Her eyes, alight with defiance, reflected the glint of the alien war machines as they thundered forward, their metal exoskeletons casting long shadows across the desolate landscape.
The girl, her hair tousled by the winds of war, stood tall and unwavering, a beacon of resistance against the encroaching darkness. Her small stature seemed inconsequential against the overwhelming might of the invaders, yet there was a determination in her stance that spoke volumes.
With trembling hands, she clenched a makeshift weapon fashioned from debris, a symbol of her resolve to stand against the impossible. Her gaze pierced through the alien ranks, unyielding in its intensity, as if daring them to take another step forward.
For a moment, time seemed to freeze, the air heavy with tension. The alien army, momentarily halted by the unexpected sight before them, hesitated in their advance. Whispers of uncertainty rippled through their ranks, their confidence faltering in the face of this solitary figure.
And then, with a roar that echoed across the battlefield, the girl charged forward, her cry a rallying call for all who dared to hope. Behind her, the remnants of humanity stirred, emboldened by her courage, ready to defy the odds and reclaim what was theirs.
Against all odds, in that fleeting moment of defiance, the girl stood as a testament to the indomitable spirit of humanity, a beacon of hope in the darkest of times. And as she faced down the alien army with unwavering determination, she knew that no matter the outcome, her defiance would echo through the annals of history, inspiring generations yet to come.
Prompt: In a scene inspired by Louis Jover, above the ruined city, the crescent moon slowly rises in the sky, casting a gentle light upon the torn streets and abandoned buildings. In the distance, the silhouettes of people occasionally appear, wandering through the rubble as they search for signs of life in the post-apocalyptic landscape.
On one of the walls of the old buildings, a painting of a young woman is drawn, her silhouette enveloped in the shadow of the crescent moon. Her eyes, full of sadness and melancholy, gaze into the distance, as if searching for something unattainable. In her hands, she holds a folded paper bird, a symbol of hope and freedom in a world inundated with suffering and despair.
As the wind carries the scent of smoke and ashes, streetlights flicker like stars in the sky, casting shadows and light upon the deserted streets below. Some of the passersby pause to look at the painting on the wall, while others continue on, carrying the burden of their own thoughts and worries.
In the background, the distant rumble of thunder is heard, heralding the arrival of a storm that will blanket the city in its dark embrace. But even in moments of sadness and uncertainty, the crescent moon watches over all, providing hope and inspiration to those willing to embrace it.
Prompt: Bluebird: A majestic bluebird in flight over a lush, verdant forest, with rays of sunlight piercing through the canopy and illuminating patches of wildflowers below. The scene is one of pure freedom and natural beauty, embodying the song's themes of hope and rebirth. The forest below is alive with hidden details, inviting exploration and reflection.
Prompt: The Christian faith cannot teach despair,
The Pope should not say surrender to eternal evil,
It is necessary to fight, to cherish the slightest hope,
And one day tension will destroy Moscow.
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.
