Prompt: Rowan bonfires are burning, as many as 2 bonfires with foliage. Sometimes it rains. A pile of metal was once again brought in for delivery. The black truck is trying to find its place. The metal structure has fallen and the rumble is heard everywhere. The smoke from the plant's chimneys smells like porridge, buckwheat.
Prompt: In a white, white fog. In a festive frenzy, we solemnly celebrated another Sunday. Let's run. Tatiana Krasnova and Georgy KoGeB were with us, and Marina also went on foot to explore. And then a 200% charged runner Vladimir MANOWAR78 appeared. There is only one minus. Satellites in the air do not catch anything. It’s a little scary, but the Uzbeks are to blame for this. Pilaf is cooked in a satellite.
Prompt: Many paths were flooded with rain. In the steppe, everything was absorbed, but here everywhere is asphalt. Of course, you need to move carefully, but it's difficult to make puddles. However, you can wiggle a couple of laps, and then stand in a traffic jam of rain and wade a puddle along the calf, so to speak. The house was built.
Prompt: The morning started with testing myself on 7 roads. Ran. Along asphalt and sometimes trails, I climbed onto a concrete staircase, climbed a long descent, hit my foot on a piece of iron, almost fell off the bridge, but ran into the city. Past the smoking driver. They swept the yard near the base with brooms. People from Prihan rushed to the cultural center.
Prompt: First I ran to the stadium myself. Ran about 3km there. Then Alexey Atyasov came running and ran 10 km with him, then Tatiana Krasnova came on foot and ran another 10 km with her. Then Meiirlan Toleukhan flew like a ghost. Afterwards I ran to the park and ran halfway through the park. And at the end, when it started to rain, I finished at the tree through abandoned areas
Prompt: Torches are burning on the streets to illuminate the path to the torch. The monks had already extinguished some of the torches. And some are still burning energy-saving ones. I meet the dawn in the clouds above. In fact, I won't see it. Yes. But they are actively collecting papers and disruptions around the area, and janitors are collecting them after the next evening.
Prompt: The autumn morning became a champion. Flew over, inspecting the asphalt. And then he ran through the market, where he saw fresh unused socks, beautiful bouquets of country flowers, used shoes and a couple of books on sale. The morning starts with dollars. When refueling, everything is filled with gasoline, and in Bastala there is a rush. They didn’t do asphalt in 14 microdistrict. The houses are empty, the woman asks. Samsa is fresh, but she thinks that she hasn’t been able to see this today yet.
Prompt: I ran a joint workout alone. No one. No football players, no people, no runners, just me. Sunday is boring without you. Come already, I always wait on Sunday.
Prompt: In many places the lights are turned off, you are running in the dark. I think who will hit you faster, you or the car. When you go into the courtyards, on the contrary, you find yourself in quiet and well-lit places. Nobody sells copper early in the morning, so it smells even fresher.
Prompt: Yellow leaves and green leaves, as well as red leaves. All this is lush autumn, red autumn. Deep puddles need to be cleared out, so you slow down. You make tracks in the mud, and occasionally the next one follows.
Prompt: Failure in the clock - again, not synchronized. But we run. Today is a holiday and a girl with bows. The boys are in costumes, and if the boy is small and goes to the garden, then he dresses like a VIP-person in a case. Everyone is running somewhere, and the taxi driver is here and there.
Prompt: I returned recharged from Astana, from the coolest disco of the 90s at the Barys Arena. While Egor was traveling, people trampled in his arena. To the tracks Snap, Ase of Base and others. I received a crazy charge of motivation and all thanks to the handshake of Kirill from Ivanushki. On this cold day I feel normal and happy. After all, the memories warm me now
Prompt: Transparent smoke stands on the street and shimmers with the rays of the sun. The clouds in the sky have already turned from reddish to white. The mud is dry. The obstacles are large and made of concrete. The short path goes further.
Prompt: Oh and how warm it is. But it’s dark on one side, the pink sunset is pouring in at the market stalls while white eggs are displayed on the counter. An inattentive person can fall into a hole near the Berlin Wall. Undermining Using one heart. Lanterns are oases of light in this dark kingdom.
Prompt: Gloomy and dirty. But Wildberries neon flashes in the mud puddles. Now all the women in the district know where to send half of their salaries. The asphalt is clean, but you squish through the mud. I probably didn't consider the pants dirty.
Prompt: Insanely detailed hyperrealistic painting of a branch of blueberry tree with many blueberries on it, with dew droplets on a blueberry; appearance: plump, ripe blueberries hanging from a realistic, sturdy branch with lush, green leaves, dew droplets adding a shimmering effect on individual berries; environment: outdoors, natural light shining through the branches and leaves of the tree, peaceful, serene atmosphere; Genres: Still Life, Realism; Styles: Hyperrealism, Photorealism; Techniques: High-resolution 3D scanning, advanced digital painting, precise color accuracy and blending, realistic texturing; Lights: Soft natural light shining through the leaves, highlighting the dew droplets and the vibrant colors of the blueberries; Colors: Deep blue, green, clear, shining dew droplets; Descriptive terms: Plump, ripe, shimmering, vibrant, lush; by Artists: Simon Stalenhag, Santiago Montenegro, Tom Lewis, Tim Tadder, Trevor Jones; 8K 3D, CGSociety, trending on Artstation 8K resolution
Prompt: That's it, I'm switching to winter running, this means few kilometers within the region. Everywhere extreme today I counted 5 puddles, fell into them all and ended up in them all. Legs can't hold up
Prompt: No jambs, just forward. From start to finish, in a stream of moving faces, I flew along the bald trees. From lane to lane I was greeted by the multi-colored eyes of sticks and lanterns.
Prompt: In short, we are returning to life after the powerful runs of last Sunday. We ran merrily and in a large group through the familiar golden park.
Prompt: Light rain drips down my leaky boots. People walk around smelling delicious, the path passes through the yellow plumage of leaves. An elderly dog is walking on the path. An eco-hunter collects jars; the sun is not visible today.
Prompt: Fine, very fine rain falls everywhere. Getting ready for a dirty Sunday. Along the way, I ran along a trail path through the bushes, under the brutal eyes of neighbors on the first floors of houses. I jumped out under the canopy of the house and found myself at the start with wet feet.
Prompt: All the most wonderful things will happen in two days, the final seventh road through the lands of the Middle Zhuz. While it flashed by, where the sun rises and the Chinese, like ants, are building a house against the backdrop of an ancient hostel, which was once a mound. All in all. See you on Sunday
Prompt: I was barricaded and I couldn’t run through the gymnasium, so I ran along the Berlin Wall. While the legend is fresh, the roads have become better. At the finish line I found myself in a nook showered with rose petals. The last kilometers greeted me like this
Prompt: I'm dying mentally. I thought about suicide. Well, okay, I’ll run around and live some more. Past the sunlight and past the yellow trees. I looked at the sun and didn’t feel like jumping out of the window. For now. You can live if you wake up in the morning.
Prompt: Today we went for a run. With Georgiy and Egor and with Katya and Ivar. It turned out to be a vigorous joint, but in a spoon you can see. Someone smoked so heavily that it burned the sofa. There was a slight smell of burning and soot.
Prompt: That’s it, I’m closing the summer season, which was wonderful. I did a long workout so I wouldn't get bored until spring. Starting tomorrow, volumes will decrease significantly. Happy Halloween may you get bitten by a zombie!
Prompt: Not the best. Trees shower each other with raindrops. They brush off the leaves and that's it. You overcome puddles, stand at a traffic light, a pack of dogs is walking. One is running through the puddles just like me. Others just walk. Small and large umbrellas flash around the area.
Prompt: Yes, it was frosty, like after blue frost, he lay down on the green grass. And everything froze forever. The sun is waiting for the melting. At the finish line, he plunged into the dungeon and took the artifact from the witch. Bald twigs
Prompt: In short, the satellite dish disappeared from the signal again. But the joint one went cheerfully, cheerfully and briskly with Baglan Kurmangozhin; he has now run 17 km, and I have run 15 km. The football players interfered with us and there was a cloudy sky from which not a single drop of snow fell.
Prompt: Watering trucks drive around and water the roads for no reason now. I was on the other side and the water did not refresh me. The sun was shining and brought happiness, the board was decorated with crayons and drawings. New asphalt on Rakhat
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.
