Prompt: The apocalyptic event in which the very foundations of society and the natural world are crumbling and collapsing.the apocalyptic event in which the very foundations of society and the natural world are crumbling and collapsing.
Prompt: Perverse. Lovecraftian. Biomorphic. Occult.
in the style of Gustave Dore, Albrecht Durer, Dave McKean, Mark Ryden, Dave McKean, Art Nouveau Zdzisław Beksinski
Prompt: The face of an goddess is hidden in the music of the spheres, notes striking unbelievable tones, matte photography by Ivan Shishkin, by Grzegorz Przybyś, by Johnson Tsang, speedpaint, paint drips, thin strokes, by Android Jones and Ismail Inceoglu, hyperdetailed, decent colors, perfectly hypertextured, thin dripping paint strokes, perfect composition, Art of Illusion 3D shading, hyperdetailed, ZBrush, cel-shaded, golden ratio, a masterpiece, award winning, surrealism art, no watermark, no signature, no letters,
Prompt: A figure shrouded in a tattered, yellow cloak that seems to glow with an otherworldly light. The figure is tall and thin, with an elongated and angular head, giving the impression of a mask or a skull. The deep hood of the cloak obscures the face, but you can sense the evil intelligence that lies within.
In the figure's right hand, a twisted, ornate scepter is held, its jagged edges glinting in the unearthly glow. On the other hand, a book is clutched, bound in the same tattered yellow cloth as the cloak. Strange symbols and sigils are etched into the cover, and you can feel a sense of overwhelming dread emanating from the tome.
The figure stands at the center of a great void, with darkness stretching out in all directions around it. But as you look closer, you can see that the night is not empty but filled with writhing, amorphous shapes that seem to writhe and pulsate in time with some malign heartbeat. As you gaze upon the image, a sense of overwhelming dread washes over you. You feel as if the figure in the cloak is staring directly into your soul and that the void around it is waiting to swallow you up into its gaping maw. The yellow glow, see
Prompt: The apocalyptic event in which the very foundations of society and the natural world are crumbling and collapsing.the apocalyptic event in which the very foundations of society and the natural world are crumbling and collapsing.
Prompt: The king in yellow by Robert W. Chambers
Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind* the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.
Song of my soul, my voice is dead;
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa.
Prompt: A wizard standing atop a rocky cliff, overlooking a stormy sea, with his long robes and hair whipping in the wind, and his staff held aloft, crackling with magical energy? The hood of his robe obscures the wizard's face, but the faint glow of his eyes and the hint of a wry smile suggest he is confident and in control, even amid the storm. The waves crash against the cliff below, but the wizard seems unfazed as if he is a master of the elements themselves.
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.
