Prompt: Envision a dark, gloomy and foggy background against which a mysterious girl stands amidst a field of pink flowers. The talented illustrator has imparted a distinct finesse to her character, one resonating with the aesthetics of traditional Japanese art and yet possessing a fantasy twist. The high-resolution photograph incorporates a nebulous mix of obsidian-black and crimson hues to instil an aura of enigma, the details ethereal and the portrait appearing dreamy in its selective blurring. In essence, a superb amalgamation of photography and fantasy art. Aspect ratio 16:9
Prompt: A Gangster’s Prayer
Lord,
I don’t come to You clean—
I come to You real.
Blood on my hands,
But pain in my heart still.
Every morning I pray,
Not for riches or fame,
Just that I make it back home
The same way I came.
See, I walk out the door,
And I kiss my kids' heads,
Like it's the last time I'll see them
Before I end up dead.
Or locked in a cage,
With no sun on my skin,
Doing calendars of time
For that same paper I spin.
I ain't proud of this hustle—
But pride don’t pay bills.
And hunger don’t sleep
When your fridge sits still.
So I push poison,
While praying for grace.
My soul dying slowly
But I keep a brave face.
The money comes fast,
But so does the heat.
You lose sleep, lose friends—
End up buried beneath.
I got addicted to the lifestyle,
The flash and the thrill.
But whether you sell it or use it,
The dope's out to kill.
It gave me Jordans, gold chains,
A name on the block...
Then stripped me of family
When them cell doors locked.
Now my son don’t know me.
My daughter’s grown cold.
And my mama's voice cracks
Every time she scolds.
The dope game gives everything—
Then it rips it away.
Your soul, your bloodline,
Your light of day.
So God,
If You hear me,
And You still believe—
Forgive this gangster
Who just wants to leave.
But until then,
Keep my kids safe and warm.
Protect them from this storm.
Let them know their daddy was torn.
Not evil, just trapped.
Not heartless, just lost.
Trying to survive—
But now I know the cost.
Amen.
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Prompt: An image of Mohammad Reza Shah, the exiled Shah of Iran, lying exhausted and worn-out on a hospital bed. He looks weak and has a sad, tired expression as he speaks about the reasons for his downfall. The hospital room has a desolate and eerie atmosphere, with dim and cold lighting casting shadows around the Shah. The walls are simple and sterile, contributing to the sense of isolation. It feels as though the Shah has been abandoned, and no one is there to help him, adding to the sense of hopelessness and defeat. His words echo in the emptiness of the room as he reflects on the tragic end of his reign. Emphasis on making the image realistic and genuine, without any cartoonish or artistic style.
Prompt: scared, pouting, oiled soaked, goth, ([Maisie Williams|Debby Ryan] at 18 years old) with bob haircut, in eyeshadow and lipstick, in provocative pose, wearing glossy, tight, colourful, clingy, oiled, Haute-Couture harness swimsuit, with filigree, In a strange location. science-fiction.
Prompt: Handsome male, trending pixiv fanbox, the style of 90's vintage anime, wolfish features with beard. mysterious man, bad guy, stern expression, sneering, black and white background, not painted, curiosity and desire in the eyes, no painted, black background or black wall, skin with pores, skin not smoothed, straight face looking into the camera. full profile glowering, white t-shirt. good body and face shape.
Prompt: in a Wes Anderson film, a family of aliens, pose for a portrait, in a derelict, flooded hotel room, with flowered wallpaper, in 4k cinematic detail
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.
