Prompt: Watercolour of a boy playing a tuba, full body, style of Arthur Rackham, colour harmony, perfect face imaging, aesthetic, beautiful eyes, realistic human anatomy
Prompt: You took your time to come back this time, The grass has grown under your feet, In your absence I changed my mind, And someone else is sitting in your seat, I know that I said there'd be no-one else, I know that I said I'd be true, But baby -- I burned cupid's arrow, And here's the short and narrow, I've nothing else to offer you; 'Cause I'm all cried out, You took a whole lot of loving for a handful of nothing, All cried out, It's hard to give you something whenYou're pushing and shoving me around.
Prompt: I linger in the doorway of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name, let me stay where the wind will whisper to me, where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story; in my field of paper flowers and candy clouds of lullaby I lie inside myself for hours and watch my purple sky fly over me.
Prompt: Fallin' on hard times the girl came home at last, With her baggage of bad times, her presence from the past, Made the elder's eyes to wander, when she cried, If you're looking for my love, pass me by; She was gonna be a dancer, gifted by gods and kings, And it all came so natural, movin' on angel's wings, She said, Ruby you knew me, when my life was gay, But if you're looking for my heart, look away.
Prompt: There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to Heaven
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to Heaven
Prompt: Ned Stark, Boudicca, Gerald of Rivia
Robin Hood, Don Quixote, Master Obi-Wan
Eowyn, Qui-Gon-Jinn, Knight Lancelot
Jon Snow, Ivanhoe and the Thunder God
In the knight club, party in the knight club
Prompt: Some women you make love to and some you marry, But I just sing my songs for you to keep us free from worry, Oh no I feel it coming on again, I must be fantasy's best friend, I'm a sucker for happy endings, I do believe in new beginnings, And while I sing this song I'm makin' love to you.
Prompt: Broken Arrow: A panoramic, cinematic scene that captures a moment of dramatic change, symbolized by a shattered arrow on the ground amidst a battlefield that has suddenly gone silent. In the distance, a new dawn breaks, symbolizing hope and renewal. The scene juxtaposes the themes of conflict and peace, loss and recovery, reflecting the song's narrative complexity.
Prompt: And the devil in black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away
With the fire from the fireworks up above
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain you
You run for cover in the temple of love
I shine like thunder cry like rain
And the temple grows old and strong
But the wind blows longer cold and long
And the temple of love will fall before
This black wind calls my name to you no more
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: I just wanna be stronger
I won't last any longer
Temptress is my hunger
Show me to the light
I fly with fireflies
Take me to my sinner
Pain becomes the killer
Piercing through my heart
I paint these golden skies
Burns into my skin at night
Releasing all the guilt inside
Demons I can't fight
I fly with fireflies
Prompt: Let us blow the trumpets...
Down with the Easter Bunny
Every year at the same time
It's that time again
People are happy all over the world
The whole world is getting a Christmas bonus
Prompt: SONG OF SOLOMON
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;
Thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil.
Thy hair is as a flock of goats,
That lie along the side of mount Gilead.
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes that are newly shorn,
Which are come up from the washing,
Whereof every one hath twins,
And none is bereaved among them.
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet,
And thy mouth is comely.
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate
Behind thy veil.
Thy neck is like the tower of David
Builded for an armory,
Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers,
All the shields of the mighty men.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns
That are twins of a roe,
Which feed among the lilies.
Thou art all fair, my love;
And there is no spot in thee.
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
With me from Lebanon:
Look from the top of Amana,
From the top of Senir and Hermon,
From the lions’ dens,
From the mountains of the leopards.
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my bride;
Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes,
With one chain of thy neck.
How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride!
How much better is thy love than wine!
And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!
Thy lips, O my bride, drop as the honeycomb:
Honey and milk are under thy tongue;
And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
A garden shut up is my sister, my bride;
A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits;
Henna with spikenard plants,
Spikenard and saffron,
Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense;
Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
Thou art a fountain of gardens,
A well of living waters,
And flowing streams from Lebanon.
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south;
Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out.
Let my beloved come into his garden,
And eat his precious fruits.
Prompt: See a body and a dream of the dead days
A followin' of lost and blind
Livin' far from here
Tomorrow is a hard to find
And it seems like twenty five years of promises and give me more
Scenes of a hand me down in dresses heard before
First and last and always
Till the end of the time
First and last and always
Mine
Maybe it's not so easy
Maybe it's a way too long
Say, say you'll be by me
When the evidence comes along
First and last and always
My calling
My time
First and last and always
Mine
My calling
My time
Prompt: And the devil in black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away
With the fire from the fireworks up above
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain you
You run for cover in the temple of love
I shine like thunder cry like rain
And the temple grows old and strong
But the wind blows longer cold and long
And the temple of love will fall before
This black wind calls my name to you no more
Prompt: Now you're wide awake in dreamland
You know your paint by number life does not excite you
It's a watercolor world that you're livin' in
And when you close your eyes at night
You're wonderin', just where you've been
You were young when you heard the call
Saw it all in your crystal ball and chains
A problem child who can pick and choose
When the sandman calls your name, you cannot refuse
Prompt: Oh the grand old duke of Zork, he found a virtual quark, he tied it to his left shoe, and he took it for a walk; And when it was Up it was Up, and when it was Down it was Down, and when it was only halfway Up it was a superposition of Up and Down :)
Leise pieselt das Reh gelbe Spuren in den Schnee - The deer pees quietly yellow tracks in the snow
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
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Prompt: The deer pees quietly
Yellow tracks in the snow
And the many little angels,
And the many little angels
put rum in their tea
...And the deer pees quietly
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.
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.
