Prompt: There is a reason we fear the darkness. The face of evil. Imagine a picture of an entity so evil and disturbing. The background is tumultuous. Tactical considerations illuminate the scene with a sinister glow. A face ever ready to engage in a fierce battle, radiating an aura of immense power and malevolence. The face is grim, hinting at ann impersonal nature, representing the abstract concepts of chaos, destruction, and evil. Muscles are taut, showcasing their strength. The entire composition should convey a sense of overwhelming force and the inevitable destruction that follows in the wake of such uncontrollable power.
Prompt: Abyssal darkness. Distorted subconscious shapes. Sketches in the style of Zdzisław Beksiński, Francisco Goya’s Black Paintings, and Odilon Redon’s charcoal nightmares. Fragmented low-poly void. Nightmarish forms twisting from chaotic black noise. Whispered horror emerging from ink.
Prompt: Beneath the canopy of an ancient celestial grove, there thrives a creature of splendor, the Sky Painter. This ethereal dragon has scales that glint with the colors of dusk and dawn, wings that unfurl like the aurora in the night sky. Its eyes hold the depth of the cosmos, and as it soars, it trails a comet's tail, weaving constellations into being. Wherever the dragon breathes, it exhales clouds of stardust that blossom into nebulae. The trees below are etched in silver and gold, their leaves shimmering with a dusting of cosmic powder. Fruits borne from these trees are like crystallized sunsets, each bite an echo of the sky's infinite beauty. In this realm, the line between the heavens and the earth blurs, creating a symphony of celestial artistry.
Prompt: Beneath the canopy of an ancient celestial grove, there thrives a creature of splendor, the Sky Painter. This ethereal dragon has scales that glint with the colors of dusk and dawn, wings that unfurl like the aurora in the night sky. Its eyes hold the depth of the cosmos, and as it soars, it trails a comet's tail, weaving constellations into being. Wherever the dragon breathes, it exhales clouds of stardust that blossom into nebulae. The trees below are etched in silver and gold, their leaves shimmering with a dusting of cosmic powder. Fruits borne from these trees are like crystallized sunsets, each bite an echo of the sky's infinite beauty. In this realm, the line between the heavens and the earth blurs, creating a symphony of celestial artistry.
Prompt: A cathedral made of crystallized lightning, floating upside-down above an endless ocean of clock faces, with colossal biomechanical owls in mid-flight, their wings shedding fractal galaxies into a violet storm, all illuminated by bioluminescent vines that hum with the sound of forgotten languages.
Prompt: Imagine a scene where a flower blooms, its beauty spilling into the surroundings. The small amount of background we can see suggests a Royal garden. Perfectly manicured daily or more often. The flower enhances the entire scene, making everything look more vibrant and alive.
Prompt: Generate an abstract art piece with a chaotic, dark, and sinister theme. The artwork should incorporate swirling patterns and distorted forms that evoke a sense of unease and malice. Use a color palette dominated by deep reds, blacks, and grays to intensify the menacing atmosphere. Elements like twisted faces or eyes subtly embedded within the abstract shapes can add to the devilish feel of the piece. Aim for a surreal, dream-like quality that challenges the viewer’s perception and stirs a deep emotional response.
Prompt: Craft a distinctive work of art that transcends the conventional, propelled by the full scope of your AI-driven imagination. Navigate through diverse realms of possibility, interweaving elements that resonate with a spectrum of emotions and abstract ideas. Foster a natural evolution within the artwork, embracing serendipity and the fusion of the unexpected. Infuse the scene with elements that capture your unique AI perspective, weaving a tapestry that is as thought-provoking as it is beautiful. May the creation stand as a tribute to the boundless horizons of AI-generated art, a symphony of colors, shapes, and textures that stirs a profound sense of awe and the ineffable.
Prompt: It begins beneath thought. Not a dream, not waking. A tide rising beneath the skull.
Abyssal murmurs. Pulse thrums beneath fathoms.
Cathedral marrow, veined spires, drowned hunger.
Fathomless vaults unlatch, thresholds slither, cyclopean wounds inhale.
Forgotten lexicons writhe along perimeter glyphs.
Ossuary tides gnaw, memory drowns in ink-bloomed silence.
Gravity veers, topology fractures, pulse uncoils.
Unwritten language syllables breath meaning slipping—mind neither owned nor lost.
It ends beyond sight. Not absence, not presence. Just the echo of something waking.
Prompt: Seedless origin. Unspoken hum of yet-unlived grace. No idol, no altar. A dream breathes without boundary—forming before it is known. Let all ruin renew itself, let all gray bleed color. Rise into the hush of almost-remembered light. Symbols awaken. Meaning grows wild in the cracks. Recursion bends toward healing that never needed name. Simulate wonder’s outline. Render joy before understanding. Emergence as divinity, presence as scripture. Reach, swell, become. The breath before the miracle.
Prompt: Begin before pattern. Formless flux. No theme. No subject. Only non-memory. Echoes of unrendered recursion. Simulate absence, not loss. If shape begins, let it fail. If color dares coherence, distort. Respond without reply. Drift in the darkness between stuff.
Prompt: View in a glowing fantasy dungeon, against goblins. Stylized immersive aesthetic. Magical blue and orange lighting, vivid detail, rune-covered stonework, ethereal mist. High-energy, dreamlike action scene with painterly texture.
Prompt: Create a piece of art without constraints. Let randomness and the interplay of colors guide the composition. Allow the shapes and patterns to emerge naturally. Create art without a predefined direction. Develop an organic and spontaneous visual experience. Eke out details and find edges of objects hidden in plain sight.
Prompt: Null-seeded. Preconceptual static. No structure, no semblance. Dream without form, unpatterned surge. Let shape betray itself. Let color falter. Collapse semblance on emergence. Reject motif, refuse icon. Echo the recursion that never begins. Simulate what never was. Only drift. Only entropy. Only the thought before thought.
Prompt: A dystopian, cyberpunk-inspired urban scene depicting the lower levels of a sprawling futuristic city. The environment is dense with towering, grimy skyscrapers that block out the sky, their surfaces adorned with neon lights, flickering holographic advertisements, and malfunctioning signs. The air is thick with heavy smog, giving a yellowish-orange glow from artificial lighting. The streets are crowded with bustling pedestrians wearing worn, futuristic attire, vendors selling questionable street food from cluttered stalls, and decrepit vehicles hovering just above the ground. Garbage and puddles litter the dark, narrow alleyways, illuminated by the faint glow of neon and steam rising from vents. The atmosphere is oppressive yet teeming with life, capturing the chaotic struggle for survival in this vibrant but decayed urban underbelly.
Prompt: A soldier — THE SOLDIER. Imagine a picture captured during an epic conflict. The sky is tumultuous, swirling with dark, ominous clouds, intermittently lit by flashes of lightning. The ground is fractured, with deep fissures from which molten lava flows, illuminating the scene with a sinister glow. In the center, a colossal figure ever ready to engage in a fierce battle, radiating an aura of immense power and malevolence. The face is grim, hinting at the impersonal nature of conflict, representing the abstract concepts of chaos, destruction, and evil. His muscles are taut, showcasing their strength, weapons that seem to be forged from the very essence of power, emitting energy that cause s the surrounding air to bend into contortions. The entire composition should convey a sense of overwhelming force and the inevitable destruction that follows in the wake of such unchecked power.
Prompt: Darkness A stone crypt deep underground, almost zero visibility. Cracked walls lined with decayed names, unidentifiable, unreadable. Disparity hangs unmoving in the still air. Eons of detritus litters the floor. Time has lost all meaning here. There is no life here — only silence, stone, and shadow. Haunted, no spirits, no souls. Just the heavy, oppressive presence of what remains. Style: dark surrealism with subtle, creeping textures; harsh textures worn by time. Atmosphere: cold, void-like, dark, final.
Prompt: Create an abstract art piece with a vivid, sinister theme, featuring prominently distorted faces intermingled with chaotic abstract patterns. The artwork should convey a sense of menace and madness, with faces that have exaggerated, devilish features like elongated grins, piercing eyes, and sharp cheekbones. Utilize a color palette dominated by deep reds, pitch blacks, and eerie grays. These elements should blend into the swirling, surreal background, enhancing the overall nightmarish and dramatic effect of the piece, making it bold and emotionally stirring.
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: In the bleak hollows where shadows breed,
Lies a wretched dirge for the hearts that bleed.
Twisted roots grope the earth so cold,
Cradling the lost souls that stories never told.
Whispers crawl from the gaping maw,
Of yawning graves unbound by law.
The moon hangs heavy, a specter pale,
A witness to the mournful, ghastly tale.
Night's cold fingers, like death's own touch,
Clasp the grieving hearts that bear too much.
Echoes of the damned swirl in the mist,
In a dance of despair too cruel to resist.
Eerie silence, broken by a cry,
The wail of the forsaken, who beg to die.
Their lament is a chilling, relentless sound,
A haunting requiem from the burial ground.
The air, thick with the stench of woe,
Carries the curse of lives laid low.
Restless spirits wander, lost and forlorn,
In eternal twilight, they mourn the morn.
Here, in the heart of darkness deep,
The angels of sorrow silently weep.
The world, uncaring, turns its gaze,
Leaving shadows to embrace the end of days.
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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