Prompt: Sparkle my scenery, with turquoise waterfall, with beauty underneath, the ever free. Tuck me in beneath the blue, beneath the pain, beneath the rain, goodnight kiss for a child in time, swaying blade my lullaby.
The Lament for the Rohirrim III - They have passed like rain on the mountain
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Prompt: They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
Prompt: When you come down the vale, lass, there's singing in the trees, there's music in the gale, lass, and music in the breeze, there's welcome and there's rapture, o'er moorland and o'er dale, but none so glad as I am, lass, when you come down the vale. Stars up above, find ye my love, tell her the night is fair, peep from the skies into her eyes, leaving my image there.
Prompt: When you come down the vale, lass, there's singing in the trees, there's music in the gale, lass, and music in the breeze, there's welcome and there's rapture, o'er moorland and o'er dale, but none so glad as I am, lass, when you come down the vale. Stars up above, find ye my love, tell her the night is fair, peep from the skies into her eyes, leaving my image there.
Prompt: There' something in the way, you're always somewhere else, feelings have deserted me, to a point of no return, I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you, Don't you slip away from me, it's you I live for, don't you leave, no, don't you slip away from me, I'm vulnerable to your love.
Prompt: If you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
He called Alice
When she was just small
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When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the Dormouse said
Feed your head
Prompt: There've been times in my life I've wished I could have been a little stronger, There've been smiles somehow I've never Took the time to give away, There've been dreams that I let go When I should have held on longer, There've been mirrors that I just turned away. And where I've been and what I've done Is who I am today And I know I wouldn't want it Any other way, My mistakes have made me strong The growing sets me free To be in love with me. If living is for loving, Loving is the key, I can't love another 'Til I'm loving me.
Prompt: There've been times in my life I've wished I could have been a little stronger, There've been smiles somehow I've never Took the time to give away, There've been dreams that I let go When I should have held on longer, There've been mirrors that I just turned away. And where I've been and what I've done Is who I am today And I know I wouldn't want it Any other way, My mistakes have made me strong The growing sets me free To be in love with me. If living is for loving, Loving is the key, I can't love another 'Til I'm loving me.
Prompt: There is a beautiful woman (Eva). Six-thirty winter morn, snow keeps falling, silent dawn. A rose by any other name, Eva leaves her Swanbrook home. A kindest heart which always made me ashamed of my own, she walks alone, but not without her name. Eva flies away, dreams the world far away, in this cruel children's game there's no friend to call her name. Eva sails away, dreams the world far away, the good in her will be my sunflower field.
Prompt: There is a beautiful woman (Eva). Six-thirty winter morn, snow keeps falling, silent dawn. A rose by any other name, Eva leaves her Swanbrook home. A kindest heart which always made me ashamed of my own, she walks alone, but not without her name. Eva flies away, dreams the world far away, in this cruel children's game there's no friend to call her name. Eva sails away, dreams the world far away, the good in her will be my sunflower field.
Prompt: Put all your angels on the edge. Keep all the roses, I'm not dead. I left a thorn under your bed. I'm never gone. Go tell the world I'm still around. I didn't fly I'm coming down. You are the wind, the only sound. Whisper to my heart when hope is torn apart and no-one can save you. I walk alone. Every step I take I walk alone. My winter storm holding me awake it's never gone. When I walk alone.
Prompt: Put all your angels on the edge. Keep all the roses, I'm not dead. I left a thorn under your bed. I'm never gone. Go tell the world I'm still around. I didn't fly I'm coming down. You are the wind, the only sound. Whisper to my heart when hope is torn apart and no-one can save you. I walk alone. Every step I take I walk alone. My winter storm holding me awake it's never gone. When I walk alone.
WUM: I want a little kitty cat - Ich wünsch mir 'ne kleine Miezekatze #FBDDMAY24
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Prompt: Artist Jean-Baptiste Monge style. A friendly white dog with black ears sits on a bar stool and plays a banjo, singing a funny song and whining!
Prompt: Here, thoughts cling airborne
To a sea of voice so glorious; mesmerizing
This is my body; this is my inner mind
What lies beneath my eyes
Discarded years of elemental faith
Beckoned to a watery embrace
With love upon his face
My appetite's unchanged
Sink into dream; these enchanted depths
The realm of muted wisdom
Slowly descend; trust ignites the darkness
And bliss is this drowning moment
Believe me I am sorry
To charm with bitter eyes; mesmerizing
Careless magic turns upon itself, washed down in ritual
The coin and prayer can't feed the wishing well
The silence glistens on my skin
The water urges charity
I crave a grander offering
My appetite's unchanged
Sink into dream; these enchanted depths
The realm of muted wisdom
Slowly descend; trust ignites the darkness
And bliss is this drowning moment
Here I remain
This is my body; this sea my inner mind
Find comfort in my arms
Winds beckon above the surface
Storms wane forsaken
My gaze is baptism; mesmerizing
Come to me
Greet me with open arms
Mesmerizing
The Knight's Watch Verse X - With a smile on his face, he falls asleep on this dark night
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Prompt: With a smile on his face, he falls asleep on this dark night,
The fire is now burning down, his loyal warhorse is keeping watch with him,
But his love gives him strength and keeps his heart so warm,
For in the distance she waits, sleeping softly and quietly, the heart-throb of his 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.
