Prompt: ((A vertical split scene with two scenes)) Scene 1: A drop of rain runs down the petals of a rose, Gentle as a woman's hand in a moment of sensuality, Tenderness permeates every movement and glance, And desire creeps in quietly, like the night wind. A rose blooms, like a heart that longs for touch, And a woman's laughter sounds, like a melody of joy. In her eyes flash - it's fire, it's intimacy, Every gesture is a dance of love, full of beauty. The rain paints tiny drops on her skin, Cool, but warm in the feelings it awakens, A woman, like a flower, in the fullness of her radiance, Laughs, lighting up the sky with her gaze. Desire is a whisper, which is born in the rain, Beauty is dew, which on the lips will stop, Joy, intimacy, sensuality - all in it, As in a rose, which in the rain blooms quietly. Qqpin Scene 2: A rain soaked man water inundates his cream color cotton clothing, He tends a rose garden various garden implements adorn the ground, His face captures a practice, honor in work, a labor in love, happiness, A twinkle in his eye reveals a deep connection and longing for 1 another. The rose bushes seem to arch around his path as if they part their thorns, A way is revealed as he seems to be making his way, each in honor, love, Each rose has a vibrant hue a kin to a rainbow, in a chromatic whimsy, Each plant seems to radiate a voluminous glow a subtle energy emanates. A cosmic desire, this magic in energy and light seems to cross gardens, magic of the stars show bright, in a grace, a sultry light, with a crown of jewels, The moon looms large between patchy clouds, along with islands of stars, A boon is felt between the pair a knowing is held with not even a stare. Aaron Baker
Prompt: A vertical split scene with 2 scenes: Scene 1: A drop of rain runs down the petals of a rose, Gentle as a woman's hand in a moment of sensuality, Tenderness permeates every movement and glance, And desire creeps in quietly, like the night wind. A rose blooms, like a heart that longs for touch, And a woman's laughter sounds, like a melody of joy. In her eyes flash - it's fire, it's intimacy, Every gesture is a dance of love, full of beauty. The rain paints tiny drops on her skin, Cool, but warm in the feelings it awakens, A woman, like a flower, in the fullness of her radiance, Laughs, lighting up the sky with her gaze. Desire is a whisper, which is born in the rain, Beauty is dew, which on the lips will stop, Joy, intimacy, sensuality - all in it, As in a rose, which in the rain blooms quietly. Qqpin Scene 2: A rain soaked man water inundates his cream color cotton clothing, He tends a rose garden various garden implements adorn the ground, His face captures a practice, honor in work, a labor in love, happiness, A twinkle in his eye reveals a deep connection and longing for 1 another. The rose bushes seem to arch around his path as if they part their thorns, A way is revealed as he seems to be making his way, each in honor, love, Each rose has a vibrant hue a kin to a rainbow, in a chromatic whimsy, Each plant seems to radiate a voluminous glow a subtle energy emanates. A cosmic desire, this magic in energy and light seems to cross gardens, magic of the stars show bright, in a grace, a sultry light, with a crown of jewels, The moon looms large between patchy clouds, along with islands of stars, A boon is felt between the pair a knowing is held with not even a stare. Aaron Baker
Prompt: (((A vertical split scene with two scenes))) ((Scene 1: A drop of rain runs down the petals of a rose, Gentle as a woman's hand in a moment of sensuality, Tenderness permeates every movement and glance, And desire creeps in quietly, like the night wind. A rose blooms, like a heart that longs for touch, And a woman's laughter sounds, like a melody of joy. In her eyes flash - it's fire, it's intimacy, Every gesture is a dance of love, full of beauty. The rain paints tiny drops on her skin, Cool, but warm in the feelings it awakens, A woman, like a flower, in the fullness of her radiance, Laughs, lighting up the sky with her gaze. Desire is a whisper, which is born in the rain, Beauty is dew, which on the lips will stop, Joy, intimacy, sensuality - all in it, As in a rose, which in the rain blooms quietly. Qqpin)) (Scene 2: A rain soaked man water inundates his cream color cotton clothing, He tends a rose garden various garden implements adorn the ground, His face captures a practice, honor in work, a labor in love, happiness, A twinkle in his eye reveals a deep connection and longing for 1 another. The rose bushes seem to arch around his path as if they part their thorns, A way is revealed as he seems to be making his way, each in honor, love, Each rose has a vibrant hue a kin to a rainbow, in a chromatic whimsy, Each plant seems to radiate a voluminous glow a subtle energy emanates. A cosmic desire, this magic in energy and light seems to cross gardens, magic of the stars show bright, in a grace, a sultry light, with a crown of jewels, The moon looms large between patchy clouds, along with islands of stars, A boon is felt between the pair a knowing is held with not even a stare. Aaron Baker)
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.
