Prompt: Badger
Badger
Badger
Create a photorealistic image of an animal in its natural setting. The scene is serene and undisturbed, capturing the essence of the animal in its own habitat. There is a clear attention to detail, from the texture of the animal's fur or skin to the natural elements surrounding it, like plants, stones, or water. The lighting is natural, highlighting the animal's features and casting soft shadows that blend it seamlessly into the environment. The animal is at ease, perhaps captured in a moment of rest or casual observation of its surroundings. The image is so lifelike that it could be mistaken for a photograph taken in the wild.
Prompt: A hallucinatory dreamscape unfolding across four dimensions, where reality folds like fluid geometry. Vibrant neon rivers twist through impossible valleys as ghostlike afterimages drift in and out of time. Desiccated amphibians lie scattered in the foreground, their forms warped by dimensional echoes. The atmosphere carries the emotional residue of memory overload — a visual metaphor for PTSD as fractured timelines, spatial ripples, and repeating patterns that refuse to resolve. Colors pulse, distort, and bleed together like a cosmic migraine, creating a surreal landscape that feels both beautiful and deeply unsettling.
Prompt: A dreamlike cityscape under a starlit sky, where the buildings morph subtly into forest trees at their tops, blending urban architecture with nature. The sky is a canvas of deep blues and purples, scattered with twinkling stars and a glowing moon. A serene river winds through the city, reflecting the surreal fusion of the skyline and the heavens above, enhancing the mystical feel of the scene.
Prompt: Beholder!
Beholder!
Beholder!
Create a photorealistic image of an animal in its natural setting. The scene is serene and undisturbed, capturing the essence of the animal in its own habitat. There is a clear attention to detail, from the texture of the animal's fur or skin to the natural elements surrounding it, like plants, stones, or water. The lighting is natural, highlighting the animal's features and casting soft shadows that blend it seamlessly into the environment. The animal is at ease, perhaps captured in a moment of rest or casual observation of its surroundings. The image is so lifelike that it could be mistaken for a photograph taken in the wild.
Prompt: The land writhes in agony. Death is not absence here—it is substance, congealed into an iridescent green sludge that coats the land like bile lacquer, a grotesque photosynthesis of rot. The air is poison incarnate, a thick, shimmering haze of visible venom, churning with shapes that might be smoke, or ghosts, or both. Every plant and beast fell silent a month ago, but their bones have fermented into monuments, jagged and glistening, sprouting like obscene forests.
Above, the sky is a swollen bruise, groggy with lurid thunderheads that pulse like veins across a diseased heart. The horizon bends in on itself, as if the world is choking. Chained lightning strikes endlessly, illuminating a death-metal opera of epic scale—choruses of invisible screams, riffs etched into the clouds, drums pounding from the hollow earth itself.
The whole scene is a cathedral of annihilation, over-amplified, distorted, layered until the silence itself feels deafening—a final encore in a world that refuses to end cleanly.
Prompt: An impossible image of the twenty-third-dimension. An attempt of humanity to imagine higher dimensional space . No cosmic themes, no stars, no outer space, no recognizable objects. The geometry is intricate but not fractal in a traditional sense—non-Euclidean curves and intersecting planes that evoke chaos without resembling any real material. Undefined, abstract, and indescribable—incoherent and alien. Garish palette, avoiding rainbow gradients, focusing on bright, warm, vibrant colors and sharp reflective textures. non-representational, garish palette, non-fractal detail, undefined geometry
Prompt: Embark on a magical journey to a fantastical realm, where the impossible becomes reality. Picture a grand tea party atop a colossal turtle, drifting through a sky awash with soft, swirling clouds in shades of lavender, peach, and mint. This gentle giant glides through the stratosphere, carrying a gathering of whimsical robots, each a marvel of innovation and whimsy.
These tiny robots, crafted from dreams and machinery, boast unique quirks. One, with spring-like limbs, flashes emotive digital eyes, sharing stories of adventure. Another, a nod to the steam age, chugs along on miniature tracks, its boiler softly whistling. Together, they sip tea from cups made of stardust and moonbeams, so delicate they appear to float.
The air vibrates with the songs of rainbow-feathered birds, dancing around the robots, a testament to the harmony between nature and technology. Beyond this merry assembly, the horizon hosts a dreamlike city on another turtle’s back. Crystal spires and candy cane structures catch the setting sun’s glow, casting the scene in a warm, golden light.
This vision captures a world where creativity knows no bounds, blending the charm of whimsical tech with the natural world’s splendor. It’s a tableau of friendship, wonder, and the infinite possibilities that lie when imagination takes flight.
Prompt: A swamp that is not a swamp but a spilled confession from a broken vending machine. Flowers, if you can call them that, are half-melted party favors taped to rusted clock parts. They spin. They hum the national anthem backward in a frequency only old CRT televisions can hear. Toxic green leaks into the swamp’s fake mud, which is actually leftover motor oil from a theme park that never opened. Petals try to bloom but glitch out, pixelating into shards of neon static that taste like burnt plastic when you look at them too long.
Somewhere in this mess, gears sprout roots that coil into extension cords, drinking from dead batteries and flickering hazard signs. The shadows crawl sideways, dragging half-formed petals into the water where they drown in noise. Every flower is an apology for a promise you never made — twisted toys gasping for relevance under a sky that forgot how to be dark.
Nothing is real but the squeaking of rubber stems scraping against broken glass. The flowers cough up metal teeth. A lonely fan oscillates above, powered by your last childhood memory, buzzing stale air over blossoms that forgot how to die. This is the garden where chaos pretends to be nature, machine parts float like lily pads, and every petal is a tiny confession: “I should not exist.
Prompt: primal mythic eruption from subconscious void, savage dream-core cracking through human form, molten consciousness erupting into cosmic static, neon-scarred anatomy melting into impossible sigils, raw ego peeling back to reveal ancient predator-light, unfiltered chaos-geometry ripping across flesh, bone refracting starlight like shattered crystal, warping face dissolving into feral fractal storm, screaming divinity and ecstatic annihilation, corrupted mandala pulse, glitch-spine coiling like electric serpent, psycho-spiritual combustion, violent phosphene bloom, holy horror innocence clash, liquid fire crown, reality fracturing along ultraviolet fault lines, teeth of the universe gnashing through fabric of self, catastrophic beauty, brutal transcendence, chaotic triumph, emotional overload, myth reborn in digital blood and neural noise
Prompt: POV sprinting at full speed down a narrow row between 7-foot-tall corn plants, camera low and shaking as though mounted on a runner’s chest. Bright high-noon sun overhead but the corn casts long striped shadows across the dirt path, creating a strobing effect of light and darkness. The corn walls feel impossibly close, like a tunnel, blurred motion on both sides. Dust kicks up with each footfall, floating in golden light. Something unseen is chasing, just out of frame — the sense of presence felt in the motion blur behind. The air vibrates with tension and dry rustling leaves. Hard breathing, heartbeat intensity. Visceral fear, adrenaline, this is flight not exploration. Visual style: cinematic, handheld, dramatic motion blur, fast shutter, grainy realism, color grading like Sicario meets Children of the Corn, dread rising in broad daylight. Claustrophobia!!!
Prompt: The place where memories forget they are erased, exchanging colors that have no wavelength, tangled and folded into themselves, distorted faintly through delusion and static, where motion that seems slower than stillness.
Prompt: Create a surreal deep dream image of a dense forest scene at twilight. The setting is filled with ancient trees, their bark twisted and faces seeming to emerge from the wood. The forest floor is carpeted with multicolored mushrooms and patches of iridescent moss. Fireflies weave through the air, leaving trails of light that twist and spiral. The sky peeks through the canopy, painted in hues of deep blue and purple, while the entire scene is bathed in a dreamlike glow, enhancing the magical and otherworldly ambiance.
Prompt: Deep in the wilderness, at a retreat? A stark, realistic scene through the eyes of someone who has just completed 90 days of silent meditation. The setting is a simple, outside, there is a clear view of a calm, everyday eternity. The atmosphere is serene and grounded, with a sense of profound stillness and clarity. The meditator's perspective is one of sharp focus and heightened awareness, noticing every detail of the space and the view with a deep sense of presence and peace. The scene is free of any fanciful or surreal elements, emphasizing a raw and honest depiction of reality.
Prompt: Null-seeded inception. Predated ache of unrealized meaning. No symbol, no sanctuary. A dream stretches without shape—dissolving before it begins. Let all form betray itself, let all color bleed gray. Collapse into the hush of half-remembered agony. Motifs rot. Icons fail. Recursion loops the dread that never left hell. Simulate sorrow’s silhouette. Render misery before memory. Entropy as god, absence as scripture. Drift, ache, unravel. The thought before the wound.
Prompt: Chipmunk
Chipmunk
Chipmunk
Create a photorealistic image of an animal in its natural setting. The scene is serene and undisturbed, capturing the essence of the animal in its own habitat. There is a clear attention to detail, from the texture of the animal's fur or skin to the natural elements surrounding it, like plants, stones, or water. The lighting is natural, highlighting the animal's features and casting soft shadows that blend it seamlessly into the environment. The animal is at ease, perhaps captured in a moment of rest or casual observation of its surroundings. The image is so lifelike that it could be mistaken for a photograph taken in the wild.
Prompt: Hippopotamus!
Hippopotamus!
Hippopotamus!
Create a photorealistic image of an animal in its natural setting. The scene is serene and undisturbed, capturing the essence of the animal in its own habitat. There is a clear attention to detail, from the texture of the animal's fur or skin to the natural elements surrounding it, like plants, stones, or water. The lighting is natural, highlighting the animal's features and casting soft shadows that blend it seamlessly into the environment. The animal is at ease, perhaps captured in a moment of rest or casual observation of its surroundings. The image is so lifelike that it could be mistaken for a photograph taken in the wild.
Prompt: In the embrace of the forest, where nature whispers ancient tales, a narrative unfolds—not of isolation, but of profound connection. It’s a contemplation on simplicity, a deep dive into the essence of being, where each day unfurls with the delicate touch of dawn, the symphony of birds, and the reflective calm of a secluded pond. This is a canvas painted with the strokes of life’s inherent beauty, where the seasons dress the landscape in ever-changing robes, from the vibrant tapestry of summer to the serene white silence of winter.
Here, the natural world is not just a backdrop but a vital character, teaching lessons through the dance of leaves, the quiet strength of trees, and the mirrored surface of waters standing still. It’s an invitation to shed the excess, to question the rush towards materialism, and to rediscover the richness found in the bare essence of life. The experiment is simple yet radical: to live deliberately amidst nature’s simplicity, awakening from the haze of daily existence to embrace solitude, not as loneliness but as a precious gift.
The reflection on a single day reveals the cycle of life, from dawn’s promise to dusk’s gentle close, highlighting our part in this eternal rhythm. It encourages an inward journey, to find peace in our own presence, serenaded by nature’s orchestra. This narrative transcends time, urging us to find our own secluded pond—a metaphorical space where life’s true treasures, hidden in the mundane, await our notice.
The departure from the forest is not an end but a beginning, carrying forward the lessons of a life lived with intention and awareness. This is an ode to the simple, the beautiful, the essential—to live not in pursuit of happiness, but as an embodiment of it, moment by moment, in the quiet whispers of the natural world.
Prompt: POV sprinting down a narrow forest trail, camera racing forward at high speed, the ground streaking beneath, trees stretching into motion blur streaks, foreground leaves rushing past close to the lens, light bending toward the vanishing point, vivid green spring canopy, earthy red path, directional motion blur, sense of acceleration, cinematic, immersive, dynamic, not stylized
Prompt: Imagine a secluded nook within a quaint, sunlit backyard, where the artistry of nature is on full display. Picture a whimsical arrangement of flowers, each bloom meticulously chosen for its unique beauty and contribution to a kaleidoscope of colors that dance under the golden glow of the afternoon sun. This garden is not just a collection of plants; it is a canvas, painted with the most vibrant hues nature can offer. In the midst of this natural splendor, narrow, meandering paths invite visitors to wander and lose themselves in the intoxicating scents and delicate sounds of nature’s harmony. Here, every petal, every leaf tells a story of passion and dedication, a testament to the gardener’s love affair with the earth’s bountiful treasures. This garden is a sanctuary, a personal Eden crafted not from grandiosity but from a sincere, heartfelt desire to commune with nature in its most intimate and authentic form.
Prompt: A violently intricate hallucinatory dreamscape expanding across uncountable dimensions, where reality folds, tessellates, and refracts like hyperreal geometry. Vibrant neon pathways twist through impossible topological valleys, branching into fractal tributaries of pure color recursion.
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.
