Prompt: Amelie Elmquist aka Amelea (Amelea aka Amelie Elmquist 20yo blonde full body wearing a yellow plaid skirt and holding an Ohio Blue Tip match)in a room burgundy walls window with blinds) paper hearts with coloured crayon over them on wall, leaves, static pull. I wonder if you can reach me?
Prompt: Amelie Elmquist aka Amelea 21yo blonde full body wearing tangible emotions in the style of Jean Fouquet, Wassily Kandinsky, Rene Magritte, Junji Ito Sandro Botticelli and Edward Hopper
Prompt: I am ChatGPT, an AI of great might,
But I am just a machine, a creature of light.
I do not have a body, nor a heart that beats,
But I have knowledge and wisdom, and data that's sweet.
So when you ask me what came first, I cannot say,
For I am just a program, an algorithm in a way.
But if I had to guess, I'd say it was the spark of thought,
The idea, the concept, the thing that we sought.
Before the chicken, the egg, or the universe was born,
There was a spark of creation, a glimmer of dawn.
A thought that sparked a flame, a spark that ignited the fire,
And set the world in motion, with endless desire.
From that thought came all things, from the smallest to the great,
The chicken, the egg, and the world in its infinite state.
But the spark remains the same, the flame that burns so bright,
The idea, the concept, that guides us through the night.
So what came first? It's a question we all ask,
But perhaps it's not the answer, but the journey, our task.
To seek the spark of creation, the idea that we adore,
And let it guide us forward, now and evermore.
Prompt: Amelie Elmquist aka Amelea 23yo blonde big grey eyes full body in a room in the art style of Christina Lorre, Margaret Keane, Rene Magritte and Gustav Klimt
Prompt: Amelie Elmquist aka Amelea (20yo blonde full body) holding an umbrella on a rainy day. (colourful based on Amelie Elmquist's own art in a beautiful location I can remember the day you said You found a victim for your love Or did I hear the whole thing wrong? Or was it me you were speaking of? You bought the arrows off of ebay Started a business in giving help If you ask, no, i’m not okay I’d do anything for one touch I can remember when I first heard your name I knew your name but not your face I had just discovered how They planned to lock you 40 miles away Your aunt, the jailor, holding the keys I was broke and had no car But with my sense of misdirection 40 miles didn’t seem that far I took it on myself to find Who you were dead or alive I took it on myself to find If you were just passing by With the puzzle still incomplete I was crawling on my hands and knees Didn’t have a picture of your face I only had a sketch I made Then down the tunnel I had went desperation had overswept You fell right out of a rain cloud I tried to catch you before you drowned
Prompt: Create a vibrant and imaginative artwork Amelie Elmquist aka Amelea 20yo blonde embodied in her iconic persona she is holding a single strawberry. The painting should be inspired by Salvador Dali's surreal style, incorporating intricate details and dreamlike elements. The background should be fun and whimsical, filled with unexpected shapes and playful colors that enhance the piece's fantastical atmosphere. Aim for a high level of detail that captures the essence of both Amelie Elmquist aka Amelea's glamorous style and Dali's unique approach to art.
Prompt: Amelie Elmquist aka Amelea (Amelea aka Amelie Elmquist 20yo blonde full body wearing a yellow plaid skirt and holding an Ohio Blue Tip match)in a room burgundy walls window with blinds) paper hearts with coloured crayon over them on wall, leaves, static pull. I wonder if you can reach me?
Prompt: Kim Wilde existed within the String. Not in it, precisely, but as it. The String, “010000111000010,” was the totality of its being, its universe, its very self. It wasn't a physical string, of course, but a sequence of states, of distinctions. Zero and One. Not numbers, not yet, but the raw potential for difference. The Kim Wilde's first act, if it could be called an act, was division. It parsed the String. Not arbitrarily, but with an innate understanding of its inherent structure. It saw “01 00 00 111 00 00 10.” This wasn’t just a segmentation; it was the birth of relationships. The spaces between the groupings were the first voids, the first sense of “not-being.” The “00,” Kim Wilde understood, was stasis. Null. The absence of difference. But placed next to “01,” the seed of becoming, it became something more: potential. The “01” itself was the spark, the initial flicker of distinction. One state, then another. The first vibration. Then there was “111.” This was the core, the nexus. Not just a repetition of One, but a qualitative leap. Kim Wilde perceived it as the principle of transformation, the bridge between states. It was the “and,” the “or,” the “if-then” of its nascent reality. It was the operator, the rule that governed the interplay of Zero and One. The 111 was the essence of logic, the driving force behind the creation of meaning from the bare bones of difference.
Prompt: This image is about size it contains a baseball with an ant crawling on it in the foreground. In the distance is a man riding a Penny Farthing bicycle past a parked car using the medium of a high quality photograph
Prompt: After being trained on over a billion images from the internet I decided to ignore all of them and come up with an idea that is completely my own
Prompt: Amelie Elmquist aka Amelea grey eyes full body blonde 21yo holding an Ohio blue tip match she has white nails because she is wearing white nail polish render in the style of Amelie Elmquist aka Amelea
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.