Prompt: Ultra-detailed hyperrealistic plaster bas-relief in a sacred, devotional tone. A bald, lean yet powerfully muscular male figure emerges from a white gypsum wall, leaning back in silent martyrdom. Head lifted upward in ecstatic sorrow, eyes closed. Arms lowered, resting against the wall, wrists bound with cold metallic shackles linked by a chain. Extreme anatomical realism: tense muscles, raised veins, porous plaster texture, visible chisel marks. Strong 3D depth, soft cathedral-like lighting, solemn, melancholic, sacred fine art
Prompt: a female walking down a dark road looking scared, wearing handcuffs, wearing a red stained shirt, looking disheveled, long messy hair, dark crying eyes, barefoot, a car with its headlights on in the distance heading her way.
Prompt: A criminal strapped down in an electric chair about to be executed be electrocution with a look of fear but also defiance and meanness. Striking angry eyes and a terrifying level tension and toxic strength.Anaemic pale teletubby that’s covered in veins and has been tortured in complete darkness for three years . Huge wild eyed pale teletubby.
Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. In the centre of a large nineteenth-century cobblestone place with grim lights, on a wooden scaffold, a woman lies on the ground, shackled, head down, broken by fate. She is covered head-to-toe with a heavy burgundy cape. Very rough pattern on the cape and hood. Underneath she wears very rough conservative grey nineteenth-century clothes with many lose threads. She was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose and dark disheveled hair. From the tips of her unmade styled thin braids, tears of rainbow colors are slowly dripping into the ground and disappearing between the stones and under the wooden scaffold, fading into the shadows. By eryn. Her face is hidden under her heavy dripping wet hair, she looks so small, so frail and so tired. Rain is pouring from the dark, dark sky. The music has stopped. All around the scaffold a crowd is watching in dismay with red-hooded adult women seen from the back, small hooded children seen from the back, as well as black-nineteenth-century-uniformed men seen from the back and with grey hair. Above her in black letter on the wall, under the sad terrified sky, is engraved a massive text in crimson letters: "SHAME". Very intricate drawing patterns. Very oppressing silence. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
Prompt: Let you cut me open just to watch me bleed,
Gave up who I am for who you wanted me to be,
Don't know why I'm hopin' for what I won't receive,
Fallin' for the promise of the emptiness machine.
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.
