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: 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.
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: Wind and snow fell on my head. Birches and orange chimneys fell underfoot. The wind at my back steered my ship towards the reefs, but it flew over the reefs like obstacles on a skateboard. For unknown reasons, the GPS did not catch, the satellite was used as a cauldron and Uyghur pilaf was cooked in Laguna.
Prompt: We remember what a ringing bell is. Let's not forget this, of course. Even birds do not fly in such cold weather and warm themselves in attics. The snowdrifts were cleared. Factory workers go home and catch buses. Carts parked on the street
Prompt: The breeze was doing its job. I slowed down my movements, but when he is behind me, I rush like a sailboat to crash on the sheer icy cliffs of ice. There is dirt on the roads, snow on the alleys. 2024 is written in large numbers on the square.
Prompt: You hold yourself carefully so as not to fall, and then you run, listening to Pyala’s song at full volume on your phone speakers. And the sunrise today is gorgeous; in one direction it’s night, in the other there’s a blue sky, in the third there’s a yellow tint, and only the real sun comes out of the nine-story building with a scarlet sunrise. Wonderful feeling.
Prompt: Everything is great to see along the way. An eared spaniel sniffs out tracks and roams the field. A large huge ditch was dug in the direction of Kuryanovka. Leaves cover fear and chimneys and dusty places that only cats will know about. One driver does not feel sorry for his hodovka and he drove off-road.
Prompt: Passing through the bus, I ended up in the yard where the peasant was congratulated on his anniversary. They hugged like men and shook hands in return. The woodpecker is the best friend of Tatiana Krasnova today rattled through the trees and crunched worms. The branches before my eyes only flicker under the roof of the sky.
Prompt: Sparrows, together with doves, are waiting for a new version of spring and perform it on all the trees along the way. The soldier and his friends were surprised at the morning run. The car drove along the side of the pedestrians for some reason. And the dog wanted to bite my leg off. I don't like running dogs.
Prompt: There was a strange glitch with the watch. The dogs all head over heels began to fight for one single bone. Give stood wow what a strong. Cats stomp in the snow. The lights are on upstairs. There are pillars of lights and romantic illumination on the ice rink.
Prompt: It's good when young grass breaks out of the ground on a gray field, and the sun heats up the surface a bit. You easily jump into adventures and fly away to where red turns into orange and green. There is silence along the way and people just leave in all directions.
Prompt: The ice and snow had still melted, and the jackrabbit and magpie marked the snow with their tracks. They ran through the snowdrifts and let me go. While gasoline prices are high and while the police are fining non-religious citizens, I rush through the garages to the aluminum fences, meeting the rays of the sun
Prompt: The streets are in smoke, Allah sits with a cigarette and blows a hookah. Clouds from his pipe cover everything around. From the smoke of the hookah of Allah, even the Christian tree was dissolved. The empty 117 bus always travels during rush hour.
Prompt: While you feel like a figure skating star, but on the other hand, spring shows its character and melts the ice. The southern breeze carried my ship on its way. To the concrete jungle and brick houses with walls being built on the horizon.
Prompt: On the wrinkles of the asphalt, snow fell into all the holes in the manhole. Asphalt is visible right along the contour. At least circle it with a pencil. The sun rises in the sky and shimmers on temporary snow. Factory workers go forward with packages. And the spirit of freshness is felt in a quiet morning.
Prompt: Along the roadsides, a blue tractor drove towards me and dispersed people along the way. In order not to drive through the fields with a blue tractor, I ran around it and, moving along the rays of the sun, ended up in the park. Where, after gaining loads, I flew along the melted bicycle-running-walking-pesohozyaevoy path.
Prompt: Dirt flies from under the wheels of cars getting on the side of the asphalt. The last puddles are living out their happy days. The bricks were dismantled and revealed above them a desert of unstable land. Birds fly and bathe in puddles. Glowing in the rays of the sun.
Prompt: A good frost stood and moved with the snow. Everywhere there are ice mountains, like triangles, through which you have to run around and jump over. The lanterns go out faster still, the day has increased.
Prompt: The Paris Tower is visible on the way. For the sake of repairing pipes, a secret trail was opened. A man in a work uniform caught a bus home. A man has found wealth and crushes it with his foot. The sun shimmers with rays, and in the bushes there is a true jungle.
Prompt: The sun rises and gives rays of happiness to us. The asphalt is being repaired and there is a chance to run on it as long as there are no cars nearby along the way. A clever turn of a cheerful poster and a gray-haired grandmother flies away on a broomstick.
Prompt: We are waiting for the dawn and waiting for the sun. The pigeons are already bathing in the morning cool of the puddles; they have opened the season and are making barbecue from the seeds and having fun while these people are driving around in hawalas.
Prompt: The garbage can is on fire, the acrid smoke of passed slops is carried along the street. The garbage truck arrived and stuffed the fiery container straight into its insides. Om-Nom-nom. Green was on ahead. And the pawnshop worked with an alarm, I had to run faster away from him. A slide is being assembled from the destroyed ruins. It's winter.
Prompt: Humid as on the moon Titan and windy as on Jupiter, as if he had touched an orange spot. Asphalt is a rapidly progressing bald spot, like on the bald head of a bald man from Brothers. The men are sitting on the bench, smoking and looking at the living quarters. The small dog wanted to attack the leg and deprive him of running.
Prompt: Swept along mixed trail paths. Where is the asphalt, where is the path, where there are still puddles along the banks. He ran along the green grass and under the streams of steam towards that very bright day.
Prompt: It was smoked inside the stove, like old-fashioned sausages. A plane flew over the roof of my smoked stove. And flew away into the pink sunrise. The snowplow is like a submarine, driving through the city streets. And the barricades at the bazaar and at the lotto club are very strange.
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.
