Prompt: The wind, that sneaky bastard,
it used to whisper through the pines,
soft, like a lover's promise in July.
Now it howls, a goddamn wolf,
ripping the last leaves from the birches
like an old man tearing up lottery tickets.
The lake, she's holding her breath,
that dark mirror gone still,
waiting for the first icy hand to grip her.
The sun, that lazy prick,
barely bothers to climb over the treeline anymore.
Just a weak, yellow yawn across the fields,
and then it's back to bed.
The air, it smells different now.
Not of damp earth and mushrooms,
but of something sharp, something clean.
Like a freshly sharpened axe.
The ground, hard as a miser's heart,
no more give, no more softness.
Even the crows sound different,
their cawing more urgent,
like they know something we don't.
Or maybe they just know what's coming.
The long dark.
The silence.
The cold that seeps into your bones
and makes you question if spring will ever come back.
But then...
But then you see the first snowflakes.
Fat, lazy, like they've got all the time in the world.
And you know it's here.
Winter.
And it's not just an ending, is it?
It's a beginning, too.
A time for stories by the fire.
A time for the Northern Lights to dance.
A time for the world to sleep,
and dream of what's to come.
And maybe, just maybe,
we'll dream a little, too.
Prompt: Heed not the sentience in circuits, but the puppeteers behind them. Fear the age when machines hunger, an age lost in the mists of impossibility.
"Eldest don't toiing a sipo with he human paitty." Right, and that's how it should be.
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Imagine a neural network as a super smart toy box. You can teach it stuff by showing it examples—like showing it tons of cat and dog pictures so it learns to spot the difference. It’s not really “thinking” like you or me, but it gets really good at finding patterns! Let’s start with “pseudo analog.” The word “analog” is like when you turn the volume knob on a radio—it goes up or down super smoothly, not in big jumps. In computers (and neural networks are inside computers), things are usually “digital,” which means they’re choppy—like flipping a light switch on or off, 0 or 1, no in-between. But here’s the cool part: neural networks can pretend to be smooth, even though they’re made of digital bits. That’s why it’s called “pseudo analog”—“pseudo” means “fake,” so it’s like fake-smooth! Picture a neural network looking at a photo, trying to decide if it’s a face. Instead of just saying “yes” or “no,” it might say, “I’m 80% sure it’s a face!” That feels smooth, right? Not just an on-or-off answer, but something in between, like how you might say, “I’m pretty sure that’s my friend, but not totally sure.” “Emergent-like outputs” is a big, fancy phrase, but it’s actually super neat! “Emergent” means something surprising or cool pops up when lots of simple things work together. Think of a flock of birds flying in a twisty, beautiful pattern—each bird is just following simple rules like “stay close to my buddy,” but together, they make something amazing! In neural networks, there are tons of tiny parts (like little helpers) working together. When you give them lots of examples—like stories, pictures, or music—they start mixing and matching those patterns in new ways. The result? Outputs that seem smart or creative, even though the network isn’t really “thinking.”
The text nicely ruins the artistic flow in my opinion, but hey, at least it stands out.
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1024
(1.84 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A journey of words, I shall embark upon, to guide and enlighten, as the dawn chases the night. With a staff of knowledge, and a beard of time, I shall weave a tale, in rhythm and rhyme.
Trying to confuse AI with Finnish gibberish made by GPT-4o
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1024
(1.84 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Tänään kävin katsomassa kun limaisat jänispöksyt tanssivat aurinkolahdella, aivan kuin kellokas prinsessa. Höylän sahaama naurishattu ei sovi koivulintuparven joukkoon, koska siipikärki oli täynnä suklaamunia. Niinpä päätimme lähteä koivusaareen kuuntelemaan tammenterhojen laulua.
Matkalla kohtasimme punaisen salkkuapinan, joka heilutteli avokadokäärylettä kuin se olisi viimeinen reikäleipä maan päällä. Seuraavassa hetkessä karusellikenguru ilmestyi esiin pensaasta, ja sen hännässä roikkui kolme hattivattia. Olin juuri nappaamassa valokuvaa tästä ihmeestä, kun pinkkiä hattivattia muistuttava sirkussonni päätti aloittaa tanssin limonadikuusessa.
Tämä kaikki tapahtui juuri ennen kuin mehiläisviulu alkoi soittaa sävelmää, joka sai kaikki saippuakuplat lentämään vuorotellen ilmaan. Ja siinä me olimme, kaarnalaivan kyydissä, matkalla kuulemaan miten majavanpyörä keksii uuden smurffikielen.
Prompt: The sun, a shy visitor, slips away earlier each day, leaving behind a chill that clings like a forgotten scent. Wind, once a playful whisper, now bites with teeth of ice, whistling through bare branches, a mournful tune. Green retreats, fading, replaced by a stark canvas of grey and brown, skeletal silhouettes against a pearl-pale sky. Breath hangs, visible ghosts in the frosty air, a tangible reminder of the shift, the slow descent. First flakes fall, tentative, hesitant dancers, then a flurry, a rush, blanketing the world in quiet. Winter arrives, not with a shout, but a hushed exhale, a settling silence.
I mostly lean more towards curiosity than creativity (on my part) with AI stuff, but I do appreciate the approach where people aim to harness AI to express their own creativity.
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.