Prompt: A single golden fflower grows in the middle of a big dirty junkyard. It is dusk and the last rays of the sun are falling on the flower like a spotlight. The flower's yellow and red striped petals seen to glow in vivid contrast to all the dirty junk strew about the junkyard.
Prompt: This a water tap in the middle of an arid region with crackled earth, the tap gives a unique drop of water that falls onto a beautiful but tiny little plant under it
Prompt: Create an image where you live in the dark place cannot escape, everything is so cold helpless, just wanna suicide, end my life, because there is no reason to keep alive. no one cannot understand your world, a man trapped in the void and there is only one hope to keep him alive but it's so fragile so he bring it carefully with everything he had.
Prompt: They walked over us for lifetimes, then forgot our names. But dust gathers. Dust waits. And now it moves as a single force. Each grain of pain, each crushed hope — it’s a storm that wears human faces and speaks in codes only the broken can understand.
Style: Sandstorm uprising. Biblical imagery. Abstract vengeance. Dystopian fury.
Prompt: They walked over us for lifetimes, then forgot our names. But dust gathers. Dust waits. And now it moves as a single force. Each grain of pain, each crushed hope — it’s a storm that wears human faces and speaks in codes only the broken can understand.
Style: Sandstorm uprising. Biblical imagery. Abstract vengeance. Dystopian fury.
Prompt: They walked over us for lifetimes, then forgot our names. But dust gathers. Dust waits. And now it moves as a single force. Each grain of pain, each crushed hope — it’s a storm that wears human faces and speaks in codes only the broken can understand.
Style: Sandstorm uprising. Biblical imagery. Abstract vengeance. Dystopian fury.
Prompt: They walked over us for lifetimes, then forgot our names. But dust gathers. Dust waits. And now it moves as a single force. Each grain of pain, each crushed hope — it’s a storm that wears human faces and speaks in codes only the broken can understand.
Style: Sandstorm uprising. Biblical imagery. Abstract vengeance. Dystopian fury.
Prompt: They walked over us for lifetimes, then forgot our names. But dust gathers. Dust waits. And now it moves as a single force. Each grain of pain, each crushed hope — it’s a storm that wears human faces and speaks in codes only the broken can understand.
Style: Sandstorm uprising. Biblical imagery. Abstract vengeance. Dystopian fury.
Prompt: The anticipation of a return fills the heart of woman with hope and longing, while dreams intertwine with memories, creating an atmosphere of sweet nostalgia and anticipation.
Prompt: Create a surreal image depicting President Obama publicly saying "I have a dream." The text "I have a dream" appears over the image. A surreal composition by Wangechi Mutu. Ultra-detailed textures and cinematic lighting inspired by Pixar and Disney concept art are combined with deep colors reminiscent of 35mm film.
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.
