Prompt: oil painting,A bLOND long haired girl, on a bed, left leg elevated, wearing black thigh high socks, holding leg in pain, wearing black shorts and black shirt
Prompt: A cracked urban wall with deep visible fractures, dark moody environment, a young woman sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, positioned clearly on the right side of the frame, knees pulled to her chest, head lowered on her arms, emotional and sad posture, cinematic lighting softly illuminating the woman and part of the wall, strong shadows around, large empty space on the left side of the wall, the text is placed only on the left side of the wall, not behind the woman, not overlapping her at all, large bold white text reads exactly: "Unspoken pain doesn’t disappear.", perfectly centered on the empty wall area, clean readable typography, high contrast, sharp focus on both the woman and the text, shallow depth of field, blurred background, dramatic atmosphere
Prompt: A clearly drunk man sitting outside a bar on a wooden chair, front view, slightly high camera angle looking down, silly exaggerated drunken smile, half-closed eyes, flushed red face, messy hair, slouched posture, visibly intoxicated, holding a whiskey bottle labeled "WHISKEY" loosely in one hand, other hand pointing upward at a clean white sign with black bold text, the sign text must read exactly: "Drinking won't solve your pain.", exact phrase only, correct spelling and typography, soft cinematic lighting, shallow depth of field, sharp focus on man, bottle and sign only, strongly blurred bar street background (bokeh), 8K UHD, hyper-realistic, highly detailed, masterpiece, professional photography, dramatic contrast, moody atmosphere, realistic textures, film grain effect, volumetric lighting
Prompt: A beautiful young Asian woman, natural and sweet appearance, serious expression, pointing at her shirt with one hand, clean white t-shirt with bold black text that reads "Drinking won't solve your pain.", correct spelling, no duplicated words, no misspellings, clean readable typography, well-spaced letters, soft natural lighting, urban street background strongly blurred (bokeh), shallow depth of field, only the woman and text in sharp focus, minimal distractions, highly detailed, sharp focus, 8k UHD, masterpiece, hyper-realistic, cinematic lighting, professional color grading, flawless skin texture, realistic fabric folds, perfect composition
Prompt: she's emtpy and hollow, filled with pain and sorrow, only sadness awaits in the dark shades, in crimson and black her memories stack, she's up to no good, wearing only her hood, beauty and allure her weapons for sure # voluptuous, slender waist, revealing and daring clothes #fragmented, impasto, palette knife art, layered textures, bold streaks, rich textures of thick oil paint and small patchwork technique skillfully blending linen and canvas
Prompt: emtpy and hollow, pain and sorrow, sadness awaits in the dark shades, in crimson and black the memories stack #fragmented, impasto, palette knife art, layered textures, bold streaks, rich textures of thick oil paint and patchwork technique skillfully blending linen and canvas
Prompt: she's emtpy and hollow, filled with pain and sorrow, only sadness awaits in the dark shades, in crimson and black her memories stack, she's up to no good, wearing only her hood, beauty and allure her weapons for sure # voluptuous, slender waist, revealing and daring clothes #fragmented, impasto, palette knife art, layered textures, bold streaks, rich textures of thick oil paint and small patchwork technique skillfully blending linen and canvas
Prompt: She indulges in an emotional life filled with moonstruck fantasies that would never be fulfilled; Surreal, colourful, expressionist, dreamy mixed media illustration with filigree, translucent, hazy metallic golden gauze overlays, wrapped in barbed wire. While turning around to us, looking over her shoulder, she's gazing into nowhere with a dreamy expression, with her hands tied behind her back. Style of Peter Gric, Anja Millen, and Brooke Shaden; Jaume Plensa's patterns, abstract background of weathered, cracked canvas with overlays of weathered gold leaf and oxidized patina; translucent, ghostly floral and ornithological effects, ultra detailed, mist, fragmented, grunge, luminism, colourful, fantastic view, mythical, crisp quality, by Susanne
Prompt: She sits in silence, in her midnight world
Her faded pictures, of her dancing girls
Her, distant dreamer, on the seas of time
Her happy memories, dancing through her mind
In days of romance
She was the queen of dance
She'd dance the night away
And as the seasons turn the days to years
She holds her pictures, hears the silent cheers
The days grow lonely for the dancing queen
And now she dances only in her dreams
In days of romance
She was the queen of dance
She'd dance the night away, away, away, away
Prompt: emtpy and hollow, pain and sorrow, sadness awaits in the dark shades, in crimson and black the memories stack #fragmented, impasto, palette knife art, layered textures, bold streaks, rich textures of thick oil paint and patchwork technique skillfully blending linen and canvas
Prompt: she's emtpy and hollow, filled with pain and sorrow, only sadness awaits in the dark shades, in crimson and black her memories stack, she's up to no good, wearing only her hood, beauty and allure her weapons for sure # voluptuous, slender waist, revealing and daring clothes #fragmented, impasto, palette knife art, layered textures, bold streaks, rich textures of thick oil paint and small patchwork technique skillfully blending linen and canvas
Prompt: You always said that I'd be back again
That I'd come running to you in the end
I thought that you were on your own
And now I find you're not alone
I'll see you through the rain (not alone)
Through the heartache and pain (not alone)
It hurts like never before
You're not alone any more
You always said that I would know someday
Just how it feels when your love walks away
I let you down, I let you go
I lost you, how was I to know
I'll see you through the rain (not alone)
Through the heartache and pain (not alone)
It hurts like never before
You're not alone any more
I never knew I could feel this way
I never could see past yesterday
You feel that everything is gone
I feel it too, you're not alone
I'll see you through the rain (not alone)
Every heartache and pain (not alone)
It hurts like never before
You're not alone, you're not alone
You're not alone any more, any more, any more
Prompt: she's emtpy and hollow, filled with pain and sorrow, only sadness awaits in the dark shades, in crimson and black her memories stack, she's up to no good, wearing only her hood, beauty and allure her weapons for sure # voluptuous, slender waist, revealing and daring clothes #fragmented, impasto, palette knife art, layered textures, bold streaks, rich textures of thick oil paint and small patchwork technique skillfully blending linen and canvas
Prompt: Deltics, a raincoat and a rose
Rain, tears of joy, tears of pain
Is this really me
Standing here at the station
The card said I mustn't be late
I've never been late
I've never really had the chance
Years and years and not even wanting a second chance
'Look for a raincoat and a rose'
I hope no one sees, they'll laugh I know
He was always like that, yes it always showed
Did I do something wrong to have to pay
In many more ways than one
Rainy day, what do I sayHow simple it's all become
Love is for fools and fools have no grace
Damn them while you can
Out here on the fence is such a lonely place
I wish I was foolish now
The greatest of pain is never really knowing
Maybe today I'll find out this way
The way that I'm going
Prompt: Paint me, artist, a tear.
Take the brushes, don't refuse me!
Light – like a drop of dew.
Heavy – like a grain of hatred.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Take the paints from my soul!
With it I want to express
the feelings that are hidden within me.
Gentle – like quiet skies.
Dark – like a raging whirlwind.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Paint me a real tear!
When it wrings out with its call
even from souls frozen
by pain or by love,
know that you have painted me.
Prompt: Paint me, artist, a tear.
Take the brushes, don't refuse me!
Light – like a drop of dew.
Heavy – like a grain of hatred.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Take the paints from my soul!
With it I want to express
the feelings that are hidden within me.
Gentle – like quiet skies.
Dark – like a raging whirlwind.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Paint me a real tear!
When it wrings out with its call
even from souls frozen
by pain or by love,
know that you have painted me.
Prompt: Paint me, artist, a tear.
Take the brushes, don't refuse me!
Light – like a drop of dew.
Heavy – like a grain of hatred.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Take the paints from my soul!
With it I want to express
the feelings that are hidden within me.
Gentle – like quiet skies.
Dark – like a raging whirlwind.
Paint me, artist, a tear!
Paint me a real tear!
When it wrings out with its call
even from souls frozen
by pain or by love,
know that you have painted me.
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.
