Prompt: An old-old cozy town, a lot of greenery, paving stones, brick houses, clay pots with flowers on the windowsills. There are very few people, in old capes and wide-brimmed hats.
Prompt: An old-old cozy town, a lot of greenery, paving stones, brick houses, clay pots with flowers on the windowsills. There are very few people, in old capes and wide-brimmed hats.
Prompt: Beautiful Winter sunset scene, blue river glistening beneath an incredible green pine forest with icicles, snow covered trees and mountains, by Ivan Shishkin, Ferdinand Knab, Dan Seagrave, Erik Johansson, Peter Mohrbacher, Flavio Greco Paglia. beautiful, high detail, ultra detailed, high definition, award winning photograph taken with Nikon D750, colourful
Prompt: Old old city.
High turrets and domes, narrow tall windows.
Old brick wall, roof tiles.
People in old clothes in the form of capes and raincoats, wide-brimmed hats.
Prompt: Old park.
The old park rustles above us with foliage
And whispers something to me with you.
Only a glance calls us into the distance,
The breeze sighed and carried away the sadness.
And the path that flows like a stream after:
She will lead away from thousands of troubles,
Will take you away from the hustle and bustle.
Only here you will understand who you are.
Forget your pain and sadness!
Joy sounds motive
Pure soul motive, it will sound in the heart.
Leaves syllable carries away
To those places where we are alone with a dream,
In those fields where the bright light over the green grass.
There's an answer for everything...
Prompt: Storm.
Stormy cloudy sea
A wave the size of a tower
With a roar, it crashes onto the shore.
Sea, sea, you are beautiful
Because the heart needs
To be great!
So that you are endless
To make noise and buzz
Like a furnace.
To burst like a flame, the waves
From the Furnace: Heavy Hammer
The sweaty blacksmith raised
Above the shining anvil.
I love you element:
human heart
You repeat mistakes.
Prompt: A star is shining outside the window,
The lamp is flashing.
And apparently destined and necessary,
To become a bitter joy,
The bride gone where.
Above the cradle is a quiet light
And, if not yours, the tune of the bayunny.
And snow, and stars - a fox trail,
And the golden and young month,
Knowing neither days nor years.
What a pity and pain to scare me
With eyebrows familiar beam
And take, as before, in the hands of the hand.
Will you forgive me earthly torment,
Don't forget the earthly caress!
A star flashes outside the window
Above the cradle - a quiet light,
In the morning - a table and a stool.
So, it means destined, and - no
I do not need another happiness!
Prompt: Star Pond
late summer sunset
The milky way is waiting for me
We have something to talk about
There is a strong thread between us
Together so easy so easy
The two of us are calling into the distance beckoning
star pond
I just don't have the energy to make it through the day.
Play a hundred cases
Only in the crowd of queues
All stores cross subway
Just a micron of the night way
Where the dawn awaits ahead
There's only one thing I don't understand
Am I the only one
The milky way burns in the night
Because there must be someone
In the world of wise stars
No tears even the world of stars
Although the world of stars is not simple
No place for tears
Prompt: The moon has already left the cliffs
The transparent sea is full of gold,
And friends drink on a sharp-nosed boat,
Slowly, hot wine.
Watching the light clouds pass
Through the moon pillar, which is reflected in the sea,
Some of them dreamily find
That this is a train of Bogdykhan's wives;
Others believe - this is to the groves of paradise
The shadows of pious people are leaving;
And others argue with them, arguing
What are swan caravans?
Prompt: Clear evening sky
Distant stars are clear
Clear as the happiness of a child;
ABOUT! Why can't I think:
Stars, you are as clear as my happiness!
Why are you unhappy
Will people tell me?
That's why I'm unhappy
Kind people that the stars and the sky
Stars and sky! - I'm a human!
people to each other
Envy is nourished;
I, on the contrary,
I only envy the beautiful stars,
I would just like to take their place.
Prompt: Night, street, lamp, pharmacy,
A meaningless and dim light.
Live at least a quarter of a century -
Everything will be like this. There is no exit.
If you die, you start over again
And everything will repeat, as of old:
Night, icy ripples of the channel,
Pharmacy, street, lamp.
old city
Prompt: A storm covers the sky with mist,
Whirlwinds of snow twisting;
Like a beast, she will howl
It will cry like a child
That on a dilapidated roof
Suddenly the straw will rustle,
Like a belated traveler
There will be a knock on our window.
Prompt: Lonely old city on a high cliff.
The cliff looks like a knight's helmet.
A river flows at the foot of the cliff.
The opposite bank is low.
In the city, tram rails encircle the central hill in a spiral.
There are no other cities in the area.
In the city, high towers glisten in the sun.
Prompt: After the storm.
A gray storm passed,
Scattered across the azure.
Only the swell of the sea breathes,
Will not recover from the storm.
Sleeping, rushing, poor boat,
Like a sick man from a terrible thought,
Only forgotten by anxiety
The folds of the sail drooped.
Refreshed coastal forest
All covered in dew, not moving. —
The hour of salvation, bright, gentle,
Like crying and laughing.
Prompt: Foggy morning.
Like the first golden ray
Between white mountains and gray clouds
Glides the ledges of the peaks
On the crown of towers and ruins,
When in the valleys full of mist,
The fog is immovable blue, -
Let your delight in the darkness of hearts
This one throws light, singer!
And like a young rose,
Born at an early dawn
When still scorching wings
Noon the wind did not open
And a damp sigh of mist at night
Divides between heaven and earth,
A dewdrop rolls from a leaf, -
May your song be pure.
Prompt: Storm.
The wind is fresh, the night is fading.
And the sea rages angrier and angrier,
And foam splashes on granite -
It stings, then ebbs away.
All the more irritable breaker;
His fizzy wave
So heavy and so dense
As if on the shore he is fighting with cast iron.
Like a sea god now
Omnipotent and relentless
Threatened with a trident,
Ready to exclaim: "Here I am!"
Prompt: Storm.
Did you see the girl on the rock
In white clothes over the waves
When, raging in the stormy darkness,
The sea played with the shores
When a ray of lightning illuminated
Her hourly scarlet brilliance
And the wind beat and flew
With her flying blanket?
Beautiful sea in stormy haze
And the sky in splendor without azure;
But trust me: the maiden on the rock
More beautiful than waves, skies and storms.
Prompt: A town that does not exist.
Night and silence given forever
Rain, or maybe snow,
All the same, endlessly warmed by hope,
I see a city in the distance that doesn't exist.
Where it is easy for a wanderer to find shelter,
Where they surely remember and wait,
Day after day, then losing, then confusing the trail,
I'm going to this city that doesn't exist.
There is a hearth burning for me,
As an eternal sign of forgotten truths,
I have the last step before him,
And this step is longer than life.
Prompt: On the blue waves of the ocean
Only the stars will shine in the sky
The lonely ship is rushing
Rushing on all sails.
High masts do not bend
Weathervanes do not make noise on them,
And silently into the open hatches
Cast iron guns look.
The captain is not heard on it,
No sailors are visible on it;
But rocks, and secret shoals,
And he does not care about storms.
Prompt: The roofs of houses tremble under the weight of days,
The heavenly shepherd herds the clouds,
The city shoots fire into the night
But the night is stronger, its power is great.
For those who go to sleep
Good sleep.
For those who go to sleep
Good night.
Prompt: Legend.
Among the bundles
There is a scream in my throat,
But the time has come
And then scream, don't scream.
Only later
Someone won't be able to forget
Like staggering fighters
Swords were wiped on the grass.
And how it flapped its wings
Black tribe of crows
How the sky laughed
And then he bit his tongue.
And my hand trembled
The one who survived
And suddenly into eternity
Suddenly the moment turned.
And burned
Funeral pyre sunset,
And looked like wolves
Stars from the clouds.
How, with outstretched arms,
They lay gone into the night,
And how they slept side by side
Alive without dreaming...
And "life" is just a word,
There is only love and there is death...
Hey! And who will sing
If everyone is sleeping?
Death is worth living
And love is worth the wait...
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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