Prompt: Tick-tock goes the clock,
Time after time, it doesn't stop.
Minutes, hours, days go by,
Time after time, it flies high.
Memories made, moments lost,
Time after time, it's the cost.
Cherish now, before it's gone,
Time after time, we must move on.
Prompt: Where Is My Mind
Lost in thought,
Tangled and caught,
Where is my mind?
Drifting away,
In a sea of dismay,
Where is my mind?
Searching for direction,
In a world of confusion,
Where is my mind?
Hoping to find,
A peaceful state of mind,
Where is my mind?
Still searching,
But never giving in,
My mind will find its way.
Prompt: Surrealism futuristic city street
rain reflections on wet streets
with ash falling like snow
and meteors in the sky
Ink painting, a man in a dark alley of the metropolis, a downpour, a closed shop, lanterns pale light, i, wet brush effect, speed painting, muted colors
Prompt: Cranes in the sky, graceful and tall,
Rising above it all.
Their wings, a symbol of freedom and might,
Against the vast, blue, and endless light.
I look up and wish to be like them,
To soar, to glide, to transcend.
To leave behind the weight of the world,
And embrace the infinite, unfurled.
But I know deep down that I cannot fly,
That I'm tethered to this earth, I cannot deny.
Still, I'll stand tall, with my head held high,
And let the cranes remind me to try.
To try to find peace in the chaos of life,
To strive for hope, to conquer strife.
To embrace the beauty that surrounds us all,
And rise up when we stumble and fall.
Cranes in the sky, a symbol of grace,
Of perseverance and strength in the face
Of adversity, doubt, and fear.
May we all learn from them and persevere.
Prompt: In the dark of night, I feel the ache
Of a love that's wrong, a bond that's fake
I'm tangled up in this bad romance
Caught in a web of our sweet, cruel dance
Your words are honey, but they sting like bees
I'm drawn to you, though I'm brought to my knees
You're a poison that I can't resist
A wicked game that leaves me in a twist
We're like fire and gasoline
A dangerous combination, a deadly scene
I know I should break free, but I'm trapped
In this twisted love that's been wrapped
Around my heart, a hold so tight
I can't escape, try as I might
You're the devil I can't resist
My bad romance, a love that persists
So I'll keep dancing with the devil
Succumbing to the flames, as they revel
In the passion that we both know
Is wrong, but we can't let go
My bad romance, my guilty pleasure
A love that's wrong, a love without measure
In the end, I'll pay the price
But for now, I'll keep dancing with vice.
Prompt: I went down to the crossroads,
Where the roads met in a vee.
I stood there with my guitar,
Asking the Lord to set me free.
I played my heart out on that guitar,
Hoping for a sign from above.
I was willing to make a deal,
To trade my soul for a little love.
Then a figure appeared in the distance,
Walking towards me with a sway.
He said he could make me a star,
But I'd have to pay a heavy price to play.
I hesitated, but the devil was persuasive,
And my heart was filled with pain.
So I gave him my guitar,
And in exchange he gave me fame.
But the price was high, and I paid it well,
With a lifetime of sorrow and strife.
For I had sold my soul to the devil,
And now I play the crossroad blues for life.
Prompt: All I need is a friend,
Someone to hold my hand,
To stand by me through thick and thin,
And help me understand.
All I need is a friend,
Someone to share my joys,
To laugh with me and make me smile,
And hear me when I voice.
All I need is a friend,
Someone to lend an ear,
To listen when I need to talk,
And wipe away my tear.
All I need is a friend,
Someone to lift me up,
To give me strength when I feel weak,
And fill my empty cup.
All I need is a friend,
Someone to be my guide,
To walk beside me on my journey,
And stay with me till the end.
All I need is a friend,
To make my life complete,
And with you by my side,
My heart will skip a beat.
Prompt: In Alabama, where the sun shines bright,
And the air is warm from morning light,
The memories of my youth still gleam,
Like a fading dream.
I remember the smell of sweet magnolias,
And the sound of crickets in the night,
The taste of southern cooking,
And the feel of warm sunshine on my skin.
I recall the sight of cotton fields,
And the taste of fresh peaches in the summer,
The sound of gospel music on Sundays,
And the joy of being with family and friends.
In Alabama, where the past meets the present,
And the future is bright and full of promise,
My memories will always remain,
A cherished part of my soul.
Prompt: Come as you are, with all your scars
Your broken pieces, your shattered heart
Bring your fears and your doubts too
There's no judgment, just love for you
Come as you are, with all your flaws
Your messy hair and your wrinkled clothes
Let go of the masks you wear
And show the world the real you, bare
Come as you are, with all your pain
The hurt that you've been holding in vain
Let us hold you, let us be there
To comfort you and show we care
Come as you are, with all your light
The joy that makes your soul ignite
Share your gifts, your passions, your art
And let us be moved by your beautiful heart
Come as you are, just as you are
And know that you are loved, no matter what
For in this world, there's only one you
And that's the most beautiful thing you can do.
Prompt: On the Day of the Dead, we remember our kin,
Those who have left us, but still live within.
Their faces we see in the flickering light,
Of candles that guide them back into sight.
We lay out their photos, their favorite things,
Offering up memories, as our offering.
Their spirits return, we welcome them in,
With altars adorned, and offerings of kin.
They come to us now, on this special night,
To join in our revelry, and share in our plight.
Their love and their wisdom, they leave us to hold,
As their stories are told, and their presence is bold.
So on this Day of the Dead, we honor our past,
Our loved ones who've left us, but whose love will last.
For though they are gone, they are never truly lost,
Their spirits remain, forever embossed.
Prompt: Stepping into the mystic,
Where the veil is thin,
Where reality shifts,
And magic begins.
A place of wonder,
Of infinite possibility,
Where the mundane blunders,
And the extraordinary is seen.
With open heart and mind,
I journey to this realm,
Leaving the mundane behind,
Embracing the divine helm.
Stepping into the mystic,
Where the soul can soar,
Where mystery is simplistic,
And the beauty of life galore.
Prompt: : A large flowerpot with a house growing out of it, in a forest with aesthetically remarkable old oak trees. Highly detailed, ultra-realistic, extremely detailed, Jacek Yerka, Caspar David Friedrich, Hieronymus Bosch, razor-sharp quality
Prompt: Surrealism dreams. A cute unreal horse that looks like a steampunk donkey in a retro style by Catherine Welz-Stein against the background of a tropical landscape by Jacek Yerka. Big and beautiful eyes.
Prompt: landscape, fantastic surreal otherworldly, bright colors, ornate, intricate, elegant, surreal, storm clouds, raging sea, hurricane strong high waves with white foam, white foam and water splashes, the sun is visible behind the menacing clouds beautiful high resolution acrylic art, intricate details, artist Jacek Yerka, Richard Dennis, "Beautiful Clouds!!!" Artwork by Salvador Dali, Joe Fenton, André Wallin, Ismail Inceoglu, Wassily Kandinsky, Katsushika Hokusai, artstation, 8K octane rendering Rej Irina
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.
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