Prompt: Artist Jean-Baptiste Monge style. 2 black and blue kittens contemplating about getting a refill of its empty food bowl the little red birds are looking on.
Prompt: These pancakes have a slightly greenish color due to the spinach. They are thin and delicate. On top, you can see chunks of white feta and red, dried tomatoes, adding color and texture.
Prompt: This omelet is colorful and appetizing, filled with the bright green of fresh spinach and the red halves of cherry tomatoes. Crumbled feta adds white, creamy accents that contrast with the vegetables. The omelet is golden on the outside, with a soft and moist interior. It is folded in half, creating an elegant crescent on the plate.
Prompt: Create an illustration of a cheerful woman with fair skin, golden blonde hair styled in curls with a red bandana, holding a ripe red tomato in her right hand. She wears a bright yellow short-sleeved shirt and a white apron. The woman is holding a large wicker basket filled with a variety of fresh vegetables and fruits, including carrots, lettuce, strawberries, and lemons. The background features a lush vegetable garden with raised beds of carrots, lettuce, and other greens under a clear blue sky with scattered clouds. A wooden fence surrounds the garden, and various trees, both fruiting and ornamental, complete the pastoral scene. The sunlight casts a warm, soft glow, suggesting a late afternoon setting.
Prompt: A visual delight and a taste sensation, this salad embodies freshness and lightness. Picture a bowl filled with soft, fluffy quinoa as the perfect base for the other ingredients. Nestled on this delicate foundation are juicy, pink shrimp, gently sautéed to a golden hue in olive oil, giving them an appetizing sheen. Alongside the shrimp are chunks of creamy avocado, adding a smooth, buttery texture to the salad. Halved, juicy red cherry tomatoes add a touch of sweetness and vibrant color. The whole ensemble is drizzled with fresh lemon juice, imparting a refreshing tang, while a subtle hint of salt and pepper perfectly enhances the natural flavors of the ingredients. Served cold, this salad is an ideal dish for warm days, offering a healthy and appetizing option for a light meal.
Prompt: Half portrait from the side: European Woman with spectacles and two auburn braids is kneeling in the garden in the veggie beet planting new young tomato plants in the empty rows, spring greens everywhere, shovel and garden tools are scattered around, a thermos of tea somewhere, strange aurora borealis in the sky
Prompt: Vibrant miniature landscape, a single ripe tomato with a tiny boat docked beside it, numerous tiny people joyfully swimming in a miniature pool surrounded by an abundance of tomatoes, set in a serene outdoor spa under a clear blue sky. Detailed rendering capturing the realistic textures of the tomatoes, boat, and swimmers, in ultra-high definition 8K resolution. Rich colors of red for the tomatoes, blue for the sky and pool, green for surrounding foliage, with warm sunlight casting soft shadows.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: 3D, Fresco of Medusas cabellos de fideos con tomate, wide eyes, wild hair, Orange fruits lips, By James Jean, Mark Ryden, Brian Froud, Zdzisław Beksinski, H. R. Giger, Hieronymus Bosch, extremely detailed, high definition, crisp quality, unions
Prompt: An anthropomorphic creature with a body composed of various vegetables stands in a whimsical, garden-like environment. appearance.on black drop,3D
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.
