Prompt: A detailed painting of a woman resembling Eleanor Rigby, homeless older woman with bare feet, raggedy and torn clothes, church exterior setting, scattered grains of rice, dreamlike atmosphere, glass jar containing white rice, questioning expression, loneliness theme, 60s setting, emotional depth, somber color palette.
Prompt: Today I am overwhelmed by the feeling, and evidence, that I am a statistical outlier. That is not a comment on whether it is good or bad. Only that I am experiencing the existential stress of feeling like there is no where I necessarily belong or fit neatly. That is less about solely what goes on in my mind, but about how I behave. The things I choose to do. The pursuits that captivate me. There are pros and cons, for sure. But it is very lonely. Perhaps it is why my mind is so tenuously connected to reality. It is just one of those days where I may be "here," but I sure don't feel like it.
Prompt: Today I am overwhelmed by the feeling, and evidence, that I am a statistical outlier. That is not a comment on whether it is good or bad. Only that I am experiencing the existential stress of feeling like there is no where I necessarily belong or fit neatly. That is less about solely what goes on in my mind, but about how I behave. The things I choose to do. The pursuits that captivate me. There are pros and cons, for sure. But it is very lonely. Perhaps it is why my mind is so tenuously connected to reality. It is just one of those days where I may be "here," but I sure don't feel like it.
Prompt: Today I am overwhelmed by the feeling, and evidence, that I am a statistical outlier. That is not a comment on whether it is good or bad. Only that I am experiencing the existential stress of feeling like there is no where I necessarily belong or fit neatly. That is less about solely what goes on in my mind, but about how I behave. The things I choose to do. The pursuits that captivate me. There are pros and cons, for sure. But it is very lonely. Perhaps it is why my mind is so tenuously connected to reality. It is just one of those days where I may be "here," but I sure don't feel like it.
Prompt: Today I am overwhelmed by the feeling, and evidence, that I am a statistical outlier. That is not a comment on whether it is good or bad. Only that I am experiencing the existential stress of feeling like there is no where I necessarily belong or fit neatly. That is less about solely what goes on in my mind, but about how I behave. The things I choose to do. The pursuits that captivate me. There are pros and cons, for sure. But it is very lonely. Perhaps it is why my mind is so tenuously connected to reality. It is just one of those days where I may be "here," but I sure don't feel like it.
Prompt: Today I am overwhelmed by the feeling, and evidence, that I am a statistical outlier. That is not a comment on whether it is good or bad. Only that I am experiencing the existential stress of feeling like there is no where I necessarily belong or fit neatly. That is less about solely what goes on in my mind, but about how I behave. The things I choose to do. The pursuits that captivate me. There are pros and cons, for sure. But it is very lonely. Perhaps it is why my mind is so tenuously connected to reality. It is just one of those days where I may be "here," but I sure don't feel like it.
Solitary Tree on Marshy Landscape Under Dark Cloudy Sky Reflection
Model:
DreamForge
Size:
1920 X 1080
(2.07 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: An endless bog stretches beneath a brooding gray sky, its waters a patchwork of still, stagnant pools that mirror the dull light above. Long, spindly reeds sway listlessly, bending to a breeze that never seems to touch your skin. The ground squelches and shifts treacherously with every step, an unsteady surface that threatens to consume the unwary. Twisted silhouettes of leafless trees loom in the misty distance, appearing and disappearing like faint apparitions. The air is thick with the earthy scent of wet decay, mingled with the occasional, haunting croak of unseen creatures. Direction feels meaningless in this monotonous landscape, as every horizon looks the same—an unending expanse of bleakness, unreachable, and disorienting, as though the bog itself resists escape.
Prompt: *Vibrant watercolour washes and soft gradients combined with line art with delicate ink outlines.
*A serene, melancholic room painted in soft pastels and vibrant hues. The cracked window lets in a stream of warm, golden light. On the old wooden table sits an open antique box, from which a misty glow emanates, carrying fragments of memories: photographs, torn letters with faded ink, and soft feather. Each object is outlined with precise, flowing lines, accentuated by washes of aquamarine, rose, and amber tones. The walls are worn and cracked, with peeling paint revealing layers of time. The shattered clock on the floor reflects subtle iridescent colours, symbolising the passage of time. The empty picture frame on the wall is defined by bold lines, reflecting the void.
*The atmosphere is melancholic, evoking a deep sense of loneliness and longing.
Prompt: Last fire will rise
Behind those eyes.
Black house will rock,
Blind boys don't lie.
Immortal fear,
That voice so clear.
Through broken walls,
That scream I hear.
Blue masquerade,
Strangers look on.
When will they learn
This loneliness?
Temptation heat
Beats like a drum.
Deep in your veins,
I will not lie,
Cry, little sister! Thou shalt not fall
Come, come to your brother! Thou shalt not die
Unchain me, sister! Thou shalt not fear
Love is with your brother! Thou shalt not kill
Prompt: A rusted and decrepit fishing trawler that has broken into several pieces which are scattered upon the shoreline, located along a rocky coastline, rough waters with plenty of ocean spray.
Prompt: Three-quarter view, glitchy and surreal, Santiago Caruso Image of a ghostly skull head and shoulders with cropped hair and mouth wide open, eyes bulging from the pupil of a ghastly skull, replaced by self-doubt and loneliness. Minimalistic style, strange environment and scary dream. Surreal background and atmosphere. An early 20th century horror aesthetic, contradictory tragic subtleties, an eerie, flaw-like world. Stunning grainy texture Manhwa setting from Junji Ito's Glitched analog horror style
Prompt: In the Ruhr area in 21st century Germany, today, Outside, in front of a yellow and blue circus tent, a colorfully decorated and disguised clown sits all alone on a bale of straw, looking sad and depressed, tears running down his face, he is desperate.
#DiversitySaturday - The Lonely Old Woman at Christmas
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: In a big city of the Ruhr area in 21st century Germany, today, modern world, In her small living room, which has a simply decorated Christmas tree, a poinsettia plant (Euphorbia pulcherrima) and Christmas catus (Schlumbergera truncata) as well as a small Advent wreath, a depressed old, lonely and sad old woman sits on her sofa and wistfully looks at the photograph of her deceased husband. The living room is relatively dark, the mood is lonely, sad and depressed.
Prompt: A high-definition, surreal painting of a young woman sitting alone in a desert, wrapped in flowing blue and yellow cloth that drips like paint. The style resembles surrealist art with intricate, melting textures similar to Salvador Dalí's work. In the background, there's a majestic, ancient castle made of sandstone, towering above the desert. The sky is dramatic with swirling clouds, evoking a mystical, lonely atmosphere. The woman is deep in thought, looking downward with a melancholic expression, blending into the landscape as if part of it. detailed matte painting, deep color, fantastical, intricate detail, splash screen, complementary colors, fantasy concept art, dreamy, sad, contemplative, 64k resolution, hyper-realistic, airbrush, Unreal Engine 5, oil paint, volumetric mist, hyperrealistic,
Prompt: A lonely Christmas dinner
Prompt: In the dining room at home, there is a Christmas tree with lights in the corner. In the middle of the room, there is a dining table with five sets of cutlery and glass goblets and five chairs. A plate of roast turkey and several plates of dishes and fruits are placed on the dining table. Only one old gentleman is sitting at the dining table. He is lowering his head and eating the food from his plate using a knife and fork forlornly. The other four chairs and four plates are empty.
Prompt: An abstract art painting Rothko communicating sadness, depression, heartbreak, the feeling of being lost and lonely and unloved, no framing, no borders of any kind, no bodies of water, no text anywhere in the image, no signature, no watermark,
Prompt: "Loneliness is a seductive trap, poison that, once tasted, turns into a habit." Your calmness and peace envelops you like a cloak, making you forget the tumult of human interactions. Over time, the desire to distance yourself from others increases as it drains your energies and exposes your fragility. Loneliness may seem like a refuge, but it's a mirage that isolates us from true connections"
Prompt: The sound, growing dumb, floats into the silence
, Through the flaws of the crumbled night,
Opening a familiar route
Into the impenetrable darkness of loneliness.
Ice grows mercilessly
On the shimmering surface of thawed patches,
And silence intimately clings
To the sweetish air of bedrooms.
Prompt: Dejected lonely man in a sexless marriage, with a jealous yet frigid wife, she only puts out on speed and he wants her younger sister now. Close up portrait of his tortured face. Detailed MAD magazine style cartoon.
Prompt: An abstract art painting communicating sadness, depression, heartbreak, the feeling of being lost and lonely and unloved, no framing, no borders of any kind, no bodies of water, no text anywhere in the image, no signature, no watermark,
Prompt: An abstract art painting communicating sadness, depression, heartbreak, the feeling of being lost and lonely and unloved, no framing, no borders of any kind, no bodies of water, no text anywhere in the image, no signature, no watermark,
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.
