Prompt: A lone figure stands at the center of an immense void, surrounded by fragments of shattered memories floating like glass. Each fragment reflects a different moment — joy, loss, triumph, failure — swirling around in slow motion as if time itself is questioning them. Above, a celestial light breaks through the darkness, illuminating only the person’s face — their eyes filled with both guilt and wonder.
The ground beneath them is cracked but glowing faintly, as if their pain is giving birth to something new. Behind them, faint silhouettes of people fade in and out — representing every path not taken, every life that could have been. The atmosphere feels timeless, almost sacred — like the entire universe has paused to ask a single question: “Why you?”
Mist and faint cosmic dust drift through the air, shimmering in shades of blue, violet, and gold. There’s no clear answer, only emotion — regret, destiny, and strange beauty intertwined. The scene should feel both intimate and vast — the moment when the human soul stands face-to-face with the mystery of existence.
Prompt: A hyper-realistic oil painting depicting a wealthy man lost in a blazing desert of white salt. He is dressed in luxurious golden robes and adorned with jewels, yet his face is filled with despair and exhaustion. Around him stretches an endless, shimmering salt plain reflecting the burning sun. His hands clutch a golden cup, empty and dry, symbolizing the futility of wealth without life or water. The atmosphere is surreal—heat waves distort the horizon, and light and shadow play across the cracked, glistening ground. Emotional, symbolic, and deeply human.
Prompt: Cinematic, photorealistic scene of profound sadness. An unknown stage actor sits alone on the edge of a dark, empty theater stage after a failed audition. He is still in partial costume, his head bowed in hopelessness and misery. The only light is a single, cold ghost light illuminating his dejected figure, surrounded by vast, empty seats. The atmosphere is one of crushed dreams, loneliness, and the harsh reality of obscurity. Deep shadows, melancholic tone, 8k, highly detailed, capturing the weight of disappointment.
Prompt: cinematic photography, a person sits alone in a dimly lit, sparse room, their posture conveying absolute despair and exhaustion. Their face is hidden in their hands or turned away, with a single, worn photograph resting on the floor beside them. The lighting is dramatic chiaroscuro, casting long, deep shadows that symbolize inner turmoil. The atmosphere is heavy with unspeakable sadness and a sense of finality. The focus is on the emotional atmosphere, the texture of the room, and the profound loneliness. photorealistic, somber, muted colors, high contrast, emotionally charged art
Prompt: In a dimly lit, abandoned house, shadows cling to the walls, and a heavy silence envelops the space. An overwhelming sense of loneliness and despair permeates the air, evoking deep unease.
Prompt: cinematic wide shot, a man stands alone on a pristine, empty street in a breathtakingly beautiful futuristic utopia. The architecture is perfect, clean, and bathed in golden hour light. Lush greenery and advanced technology blend seamlessly. In the distance, small groups of happy, laughing people interact, but they are slightly blurred and out of focus. The man is in sharp focus, looking directly at the viewer with an expression of profound loneliness and existential confusion. He is clean and well-dressed, but he casts no reflection in the polished surfaces around him. A perfect world that has no record of him. Eerie serenity, hyper-realistic, high contrast, sense of being an invisible observer in paradise.
Prompt: Additional prompt: 2:3 aspect ratio, in a dark, dilapidated city of a dystopian world, a lonely man walks on a deserted street, with no street lighting, only the light of the setting sun shining golden through the smog. Everything is depressing, everything is dark, and it exudes hopelessness.
Prompt: It's amazing what the hard times can reveal (have faith that you're not alone)
Like who shows up, who walks away, and who's for real (have faith that you're not on your own)
Prompt: Masterwork oil painting on canvas in the style of Peter Gric and Richard Dadd, featuring a woman wearing a loose white robe which is subtly infused with mycelium thread patterns and fine roots, caught in a restless wind. She stands alone in an expansive white desert with sparsely scattered, oddly shaped rock formations, sand curling at her ankles. Her tousled hair sweeps across her face, echoing the storm-like atmosphere. Above, the sky menaces with layered greys, blues, and whites, a faint sun barely piercing the thick storm clouds. The composition evokes the sparse, futuristic environments of Simon Stålenhag and the intricate surrealism of Aubrey Beardsley, with atmospheric tension reminiscent of Ash Thorp’s visual style. The result is a striking scene of quiet isolation, textured depth, and haunting stillness.
Prompt: Inanna angel still depressed, suicidal, and lonely with no comfort Wildflowers and Wild Horses Modifiers: fantasy oil on canvas masterpiece beautiful crisp quality colourful Leonid Afremov Anna Dittmann Impressionism 3 dimensional Brian Froud heavy brushstrokes biomorphic luminescent 64K, UHD, HDR, HQ beautiful fantasy oil on canvas fantasy beautiful fantasy oil on canvas oil on canvas
Prompt: “Fate is coming for me, answer the phone.
The hands wait until you’re all alone.
It pulls the strings and makes them ring
Until your heart gets ripped up
Prompt: Create a gloomy, atmospheric landscape of a remote Russian village in the dead of night. Let the scene be filled with emptiness and a sense of anxious loneliness. Wooden houses, old and leaning, stand without a single sign of life, their windows are black holes swallowed up by darkness. A narrow dirt road, overgrown with weeds, leads into the depths of the village, getting lost among the shadows.
The only light source is a faint yellow flicker in the window of one of the houses. It breaks through the dusty glass, casting a dim light on the curved fence boards. There is silence all around, broken only by rustling in the grass and the distant creak of an unlocked gate swinging in the wind.
A dense forest looms in the distance, its dark silhouettes hanging frighteningly over the village. The sky is covered with heavy clouds, but the moon breaks through them every now and then, casting a pale light that makes the shadows even longer, even scarier. The fog is spreading over the ground, as if something alive is slowly creeping out of the forest, filling the streets of this forgotten village.
The atmosphere is oppressive, as if no one has been here for a long time... or vice versa, someone is there, but hiding in the dark.
Prompt: (((Masterpiece)))A surreal, emotionally powerful painting of a small figure sitting alone in the shadows, surrounded by a vast glowing city filled with tall, luminous statues. These statues — symbolizing "popular" people — are bright, gold-plated, and towering. Crowds gather around them, cheering, taking photos, offering flowers.
But in the quiet corner of the canvas, the small figure sits on the ground, painting something radiant — a glowing flower, a tiny star, or a beautiful creature — but no one looks.
The artist’s creation pulses with soft, real light — unlike the flashy statues — but it goes unseen.
The background is layered with textures of loneliness: cracked concrete, soft moonlight, distant laughter. The figure is surrounded by ideas that never reached the world — floating sketches, poems on scraps, fading dreams.
Style is deep impasto with glowing luminism — muted blues, silver-grays, and soft candlelight gold.
This is a painting of quiet heartbreak, creative sadness, and unseen beauty — for all the ones who created in silence and were never seen.
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Prompt: “Fate is coming for me, answer the phone.
The hands wait until you’re all alone.
It pulls the strings and makes them ring
Until your heart gets ripped up
I see your Star in the Sky : Midnight Walks in Search of You
Model:
Realismo
Size:
4320 X 2424
(10.47 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: I go out walkin' after midnight
Out in the moonlight
Just like we used to do, I'm always walkin'
After midnight, searchin' for you
I walk for miles along the highway
Well, that's just my way
Of sayin' I love you, I'm always walkin'
After midnight, searchin' for you
I stop to see a weepin' willow
Cryin' on his pillow
Maybe he's cryin' for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night winds whisper to me
I'm lonesome as I can be
Prompt: The phrase "loneliness does not have a name and a father" means that loneliness is an abstract state that does not have a specific name or personality. This is a feeling or condition that any person can experience, regardless of their name, age, or other personal characteristics. It is not tied to a specific person, but is a universal experience.
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.
