Prompt: Cold wind with frost burned proudly. Birds can hardly resist the frost, which presses on them, stay on a branch for 5 seconds and fly further. The warrior of light walked through the barriers to the dawn into the distance. On a deserted street, a red traffic light flashed like a star. Frost came into this world.
Prompt: creepy creature with a lot of colors and long skinny limbs and a big mouth with fangs dripping red liquid walking on all fours in a old forgotten town
Prompt: The spirit of Christmas and Santa's sleigh is everywhere. Brings light to every apartment. A beautiful yellow-orange sunset is building a new day. Lights of lanterns greet passers-by from the windows.
Prompt: This apple tree excites my thoughts and gives new ideas. When I smell an apple tree I am on the 5th wave of happiness. The news was scattered around the district, instead of being divided. The trees were cut down. A man takes out the trash and watches propaganda at the same time.
Prompt: A small white tiger darted past on the way. Sunlight froze the puddle and now there is a lake. Mukhtar walks through wastelands looking for drugs. The dogs talk slowly as little children go to kindergartens and schools.
Prompt: The red dog curled up and sleeps, the muzzled sheepdog mutters something under its long nose. The carrier blocked the passage and did not let others in. Someone washed their underpants, hung them up and lost them. Sad fate. A man having seen enough of me is now running with a spaniel. And the man in black is running along the jogging track. The leaves on the trees dressed in their sundresses.
Prompt: The gods are smoking on Mount Olympus, raising smoke from their barbecue. Unexpectedly narrow paths on which it was necessary to give way were cleared and you can rush like a Vostok rocket to Mars. Green directed me to the sands and arches, near which they made a marafet as if Kim Jong-un would come there.
Prompt: The policemen sat in the car and gave each other valentines. A fluffy cat like Cupid went to warm himself in his cellars. 3 crews of firefighters went to extinguish the fiery heat, sped away very far. He and she dig snow with shovels and talk about love. A man stands at a beer stall and demands a celebratory strawberry-flavoured beer. In general, Happy Holidays to you.
Prompt: Seagulls fly over a mass of people and a mass of houses. They don't care about the world, they are really free. Like snow flying in free fall. On pieces of dried mud, it glitters with stars. The girl ran along the trails in a winter jacket, probably 2KM then galloped off to warm up.
Prompt: After "Fyodor-on-Bukpe" I ran lightly and slowly through the frozen city. Day of solidarity, day of workers, day of labor and demonstrations, because today. But all the workers are asleep, no time for social breakthroughs. "Arman Shame" was written on the pavement. That it was someone dishonored or a "shameful dream".
Prompt: Well, it’s well-trodden, paths are everywhere. There is no snow, light frost. Sooo. That's all. You run, look at the colors of the sunrise and greet the new day with a positive smile. Hoping that there will be new events in it.
Prompt: The morning earlier brought fog and smoke. When you look at the wipers, it’s as if they’re not carrying things around in their sleep, but throwing firewood into the park’s barbecue. The guy was sitting on the pipe and warming himself up, scrolling through his Instagram feed. There are no Christmas trees, only numbers and a slide in this park.
Prompt: And there was snow outside the window at night. But during the day it simply became a blanket, covering the ice of the roads for a while and softening the falls for those who like to fall deliciously. The path carried through smoke from private houses. You breathe in vitamins and run towards the rising sun of the holiday. March 8.
Prompt: If yesterday it was wet, today it is slippery. These kilometers began to lengthen even further. But I took a risk, dressed lightly, didn’t put on another cabbage, and moved to where the sunrises were rising. I looked out the windows. In one the night light was on, in another there was a garland, and in the third cups were being pulled out of the cupboard. A beautiful girl flashes her long legs.
Prompt: I was running for the first time and was attacked by a small mongrel. Fell fought back and ran on. I run further again, two mutts attacked, fell on the asphalt and hit again. Aching, he ran on and moved carefully on the not-so-ideal ice.
Prompt: The cheerful sun and powerful steam from the reeds rise above the vault of heaven. Silence even wild animals, except small tigers, sleep. Morning is such a morning. Well, the freshness of everything around gives you luck for the future
Prompt: Well, the obstacles don’t interfere, they encourage you. While some are on the move. Others are warming themselves. On the pipes. A soft spot, of course. Some get excited like crazy. Others won't be able to do this. The tramp of people can be heard on the concrete steps. Snow is falling against the backdrop of light from the roof
Prompt: The dogs ran parallel to me along the road behind the house. They have a wedding, I have a run. Smoke was streaming from the stoves, the bus was hacking and riding off the route. Women scatter snow, men rest, one collects bottles. A wooden slide has been created, now the police, wearing flashing lights on their heads, can safely ride from them, under the barking of a dog in the morning park.
Prompt: A crazy wind sent crazy snow dunes all the way to the doghouses. Garlands are lit in every window and Christmas trees are shining. The more of these lights, the more children there are in the apartments. The parade of Shakhmans loading snow and transporting it to the steppe to the 33rd mine continues.
Prompt: Warm as in a white paradise. A little soot floats in paradise from the infected tiers, but it heats up normally. The miners are waiting to plunge into hell, as seen from the departing bus. The thread is all broken. Children are led to gardens that will soon disappear
Prompt: Decided to fly today and do spectacular special effects like Spielberg. Slipped on the ice and a meter from the car flew under its wheels. He got covered in snow and ran on. A man with a polished board from the closet went to the nearest pile of snowboarding, next to the house of love.
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.
