Prompt: It's a marvelous night for a moon dance.
With the star above in your eyes.
A fantabulous night to make romance.
Neath the cover of October skies.
All the leaves on the trees are falling, to the sound of the breezes that blow.
You know I'm try to please to the calling of your heartstrings that play soft and low.
Can I just have one more moon dance with you my love.
Prompt: As I was walking round Grosvenor square.
Not a chill to the winter, but a nip to the air.
From the other direction , she was calling my eye.
It could be an illusion but I might as well try.
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes and I knew without asking She was into the blues.
she wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls.
I knew right away.She was not like other girls.
in the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough.
She was too pat to open and to cool to bluff.
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door.
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before.
I aint often right, but I've never been wrong.It seldom turns out the way it does in the song. Once in a while you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right.
Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves.
All scarlett begonias or a touch of the blues.
The wind in the willows playing tea for two. The sky was yellow and the Sun was blue.
strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand everybody's playing in the heart of gold band.
Prompt: Come and listen you fellow's young and so fine . seek not your fortune in the dark dreary mines. It will form as a habit and seep in your soul till the stream of your blood is as black as the coal.it's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew. where danger is double and pleasures are few .where the rain never falls. And the Sun never shines and it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mines.
It's many a man I've known in my day who lived just to labor his whole life away like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine. a man will have lust for the lure of the mines.
O midnight or the morning or the middle of the day.It's the same to the miner who labor's way.
We're the demons of death often come by surprise.One fall of the slate and you're buried alive.
I hope when I'm gone and the ages shall roll.My body will blacken and turn in to coal.Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home and pity the miner a digging my bones.
Where the rain never falls and the Sun never shines.Oh it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mines.
Prompt: Well, she was an American Girl raised on promises. She couldn't help thinking that there was a little more to life somewhere else. After all, it was a great big world with lots of places to run to and if she had to die trying, there was one little promise she was gonna keep. Oh yeah, all right, take it easy baby make it last all night. She was an American Girl.
Well, it was kind of cold that night. She stood alone on her balcony. she could hear The Cars go by, out on 441 like the Waves crashing on the beach and for one desperate moment there he crept back in Her Memory. God, it's so painful when something that's so close.It's still so far out of reach.Oh yeah, alright, take it easy Baby make it last all night.
Prompt: So you think you can tell heaven from hell, blue skies from pain? Can you tell a Green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil. Do you think you can tell. did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts ,hot Ashes for trees. Hot air for a cool breeze. Cold comfort for change. Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I Wish ,how I wish you were here. We're just 2 lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year ,running over the same old ground. What have we found the same old fears? Wish you were here.
Prompt: And she was lying in the grass and she could hear the highway breathing and she could see a nearby factory.She's making sure she is not dreaming.
See the lights of a neighbor's house now.She's starting to rise.Take a minute to concentrate and she opens up her eyes.
The world was moving.She was right there with it and she was the world was moving things.She was floating above it and she was and she was.
And she was drifting through the backyard and she was taking off her dress and she was moving very slowly rising up above the earth.
Moving into the universe and she's drifting this way and that not touching the ground it all and she's up above the yard.
The world was moving.She was right there with it and she was the world was moving.She was floating above it and she was and she was Proud about it, no doubt about it.She isn't sure about what she's done.No time to think about what she's done and she was.
And she was looking at herself and things were looking like a movie.She had a pleasant elevation.She's moving out in all directions.
Joining the world of missing persons and she was missing enough to feel all right and she was.
Prompt: When your day is long and the night is yours alone. When you're sure you've had enough of this life. Well, hang on, don't let yourself go cause everybody cries. Everybody hurts sometimes sometimes sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along when your day is night. Hold on, if you feel like letting go hold on. If you think you've had too much of this life will hang on cause everybody hurts, take comfort in your friends. Everybody hurts don't throw your handif you feel you're alone every.
Body hurts sometimes.
Prompt: Woman/abstract landscape hybrid, oil painting portrait of a beautiful frozen woman combined with an icy snow scene in a smooth and surreal double exposure digital collage, bioluminescent sunrise eyes, a painting of a white frozen woman's face with sunrise eyes, duality sun ice cold temperature, double exposure, andrei riabovitchev, style by Carsten Witte and Solve Sundsbo, evocative expression, woman is almost imperceptable and blends beautifully with the background, woman is icy and crackled, surreal, rich textures, hyper realism combined with fantastical elements, visible brush strokes,
Prompt: Whimsical steampunk caricature of a robot woman with long eyelashes, walking down a country road carryinga basketof flowers, , her hair flying in the wind, pictorial fantasy artistic cartoon with loose watercolor splashes, intuitive, textured, and charcoal style, make her wear a flowy dress, add fields of red sunflowers in the background, and make her smile.
Prompt: A vividly colored, Bioluminescent , steampunk forrest with biomorphic machines and flowers . White sand sculptures of viking warriors with swords and axes.
Prompt: A sad and broken " santa Claus" and a pink elephant sitting in a dark dirty , dingy ,bar, drinking whiskey and playingcards, perfect anatomically correct hands, perfect anatomically correct feet, mixed media collage, textured, layered, assemblage, inspired by Brian Viveros and Esao Andrews, elements of kintsugi on the edges of the gears with a gold and oxidized copper patina, backdrop of paper trash and subtle bokeh effects, the entire composition exuding an aura of grief and loss, with an intense focus on texture, dynamic pose capturing despair. unframed. strong earthy colors.
Vivid colors and intricate details with bioluminescent lines and liquid glass lightning
Prompt: An enchanted teepee with intricate bioluminescent multi-colored flourescent designs on its surface. The inside of the teepee is blackness. Teepee is standing in dessert darkness. Milky Way in background. Very diffuse lighting, digital painting. Mysterious.
Multi colored Feathers and animal furs
Prompt: A long long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile and I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while. But February made me shiver with every paper I deliver bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride something touched me deep inside The Day the Music Died
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.
