Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a standing man who is feeling anger.
The man is ready to join the demons and take revenge in them who made him suffer.
An angel with a white cloack and white wings is standing in front of the man trying to peace him.
At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws.
One demon is standing behind the man and his black wings are surrounding the man.
On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background. Black drops of rain are falling down
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a standing man who is feeling anger.
Anger is an energy.
The man is ready to join the demons and take revenge in them who made him suffer.
His mouth is wide open for a big scream of hate.
At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background. Black drops of rain are falling down
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is lying on the ground. His hands are for his Face. At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying like vultures above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On demon is floating above this man and is whispering in his ear.
On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background. Black drops of rain are falling down
Prompt: Many letters, with the word PI π appealing to me the most. It stands for a number. It is the ratio between the circumference and the diameter of a circle. It is an irrational number. Irrational is also not fitting in rationality. This is a good way to describe the behavior of people in large groups. Organized madness with which humanity repeatedly reduces human lives from suffering to statistics in a repetitive circle.
When I was young, I was idealistic and wanted to improve the world. The world eventually became smaller and smaller. In my work I tried to help people in all kinds of ways and eventually that world seems to become as small as my family and a few people around me. Then you think of your children and grandchildren who grow up in this world together with other children and grandchildren. A world where without ideals the question is how it will eventually become their world. What do we want to leave behind for them?
The huiskamerartiest is in a circle and is looking for a place to escape from the madness.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is standing up in a powerful way. He is fighting and wrestling with demons trying to hurt him. He has the neck of two demons in his hand. Some demons are death or injured and are laying at his feet At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying away of the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is standing up in a powerful way. He is fighting and wrestling with demons trying to hurt him. Some are injured and are laying atbhis feet
At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is standing on the ground. An angel with a golden shine around her head in a white dress and feather like wings is whispering in the ears of the man. In the other ear a demon is whispering. At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is crouched sitting on the ground. An angel with a golden shine around her head is whispering in the ears of the manAt the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is standing up in a powerful way. His hands are fists. He is fighting with the demons. At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are also flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is lying on the ground. His hands are for his Face.
At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying like vultures above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Black drops of rain are falling down
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is standing up in a powerful way. His hands are fists. He is standing on a lot of defeated dead demons At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light. On the ground you see splattered purple blood. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is standing up in a powerful way. His hands are fists. He is standing on a lot of defeated demons At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light. Some demons are flying away from the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is standing up in a powerful way. His hands are fists. He is ready to attack the demons.
At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is crouched sitting on the ground.
At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light
Demons are flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint.
A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: A purple ghost is flying around a sad man. Only thing left for the man are memories. He is looking at a purple building with yellow windows and a silver metal decoration at the front. Graffitis fill the walls. Trash cans lay everywhere He is standing on a half pipe with a skateboard in his hand. The floor is wet of rain. The lights of the building are reflecting in the pools.
Prompt: A purple ghost is flying around a sad man. Only thing left for the man are memories. He is looking at a purple building with yellow windows and a silver metal decoration at the front. Graffitis fill the walls. Trash cans lay everywhere
He is standing on a half pipe with a skateboard in his hand. The floor is wet of rain. The lights of the building are reflecting in the pools.
Prompt: A purple ghost is flying around a sad man. Only thing left for the man are memories. He is looking at a purple building with yellow windows and a silver metal decoration at the front. He is standing on a half pipe with a skateboard in his hand. The floor is wet of rain. The lights of the building are reflecting in the pools.
Prompt: A purple ghost is flying around a sad man. Only thing left for the man are memories.
He is looking at a purple building with yellow windows and a silver metal decoration at the front.
He is standing on a half pipe with a skateboard in his hand.
The floor is wet of rain. The lights of the building are reflecting in the pools.
Prompt: I need something to sedate me but bI cannot afford the high.
The brain is asking for relief. Stop me feeling the pain of existence. Give me comfort.
Block transport. Redirect my brainpaths to more cosy feelings
Make the world soft. Keep away the demo like thoughts
Needles for vains. Alcohol for the frontal kwab.
Clouds of smoke for the lungs to enter the blood
I am not a Warrior.
I surrender. It is all poison. It is all uncomfortable sadness and despair. Just build a wall between the world and the needs I have.
Make me free. Take away my knowledge. It does not matter. Stupidity is reigning the world.
No education just Bell feelings.
Uncontrolled hatred for simple minds
Stop thinking. Stop feeling.
Prompt: If I hate, if i am angry, I feel energy
Then there is no room for tears and sadness
Then I Don't feel weak
The adrenaline gives power and strength.
If I listen aggressive music I feel strong
If I listen soft music I feel emotional and lost.
A world in which evil seems to have control, anger is an energy.
To know what to think is easier then to feel what you want.
Prompt: A man has masks with all kind of emotions from his face in front of him on a desk. He is watching in a mirror with an empty face. He has the emotion hate in his hands.
On the floor you see a lot of garbage in water.
A clock on the wall is counting in years. It counts till 100. An hour glass is almost empty.
A white Rabbit with a suit and a big pocket watch sits on the ground with a sad face.
Prompt: As some already know, I have a bag of letters from which I take random letters and then make a word. This time the word (lieg) lie. As a finite verb it is I lie and the imperative mood is lie! as a kind of assignment. Everyone seems to lie, whether or not on orders or under pressure from others. You have the truth that is formed from facts, observations and experiences that you see in reality. Reality exists independently of the experience of it. With faith, people create a truth that resembles an illusion that promises a Utopia if you follow the right rules. Politics seems similar too. Then you also believe a certain reality where if you leave out enough facts you can create a truth that looks more like a dystopia. There is no longer any space for those who think differently. The lie rules, they sometimes say. In short, the huiskamerartiest found this an interesting word to work with because negative experiences often start with lies. For some, the truth too, but that is if they have been caught lying.
The best saying is that the truth is easier than the lie. You don't have to remember the truth.
Ultimately, it is their own lies that can destroy people if they have lived their lies. A pathetic existence.
Prompt: A man is sitting in a chair
He has papers and pictures in his hand
His past makes him thinking of the people he met on his path. People he loved, liked, knew, ignored and sometimes hated.
All mirrors and reflections of how his brain processed the input from his seances.
The room is filled with old furniture, records, books and memories.
A lonely light shines in the room.
A door is open and shows a beautiful garden of Eden with a holy man in it.
Prompt: Born to push you around
Better just stay down
You pull away
He hits the flesh
You hit the ground
Mouth so full of lies
Tend to block your eyes
Just keep them closed
Keep praying
Just keep awaiting
Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When they stand up and feel the warmth
But the sunshine never comes, no
No, the sunshine never comes
Push you cross that line
Just stay down this time
Hide in yourself
Crawl in yourself
You'll have your time
God, I'll make them pay
Take it back one day
I'll end this day
I'll splatter color on this grave
Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When they stand up and feel the warmth
But the sunshine never comes
Love is a four letter word
And never spoken here
Love is a four letter word
Here in this prison
I suffer this no longer
I'll put an end to
This I swear
This I swear
The sun will shine
This I swear
Prompt: Tired watching around him the man sees only individual souls trying to survive in there bio machines.
Connection is only needed for there one benefits. Addicted to the feelings they get through dopamine rushing to the brain they are captured in. Make the brain happy. Enslaved by chemicals.
If not made by the bio machine then put it in there system by injection, smoking, swallow.
Live is just a torture and lessons for the captured souls.
See the free souls being happy flying free of there jail.
Prompt: Op een vrijdag in de kroeg
Ergens in Amsterdam
Zat aan de bar met een glas een oude wijze man
Hij zei dat die nog maar een paar dagen had
Dus pak het leven, pak alles en ga er mee op pad
En hij zei
"Leef, alsof het je laatste dag is"
"Leef, alsof de morgen niet bestaat"
"Leef, alsof het nooit echt af is"
En "leef, pak alles wat je kan"
Hij vertelde dat ie zich had gewerkt in het zweet
Geld verdiend als water
Maar nooit echt had geleefd
Z'n vrouw was bij hem weg
Voor een ander ingeruild
Af en toe gelachen
Maar veel te veel gehuild
En hij zei
"Leef, alsof het je laatste dag is"
"Leef, alsof de morgen niet bestaat"
"Leef, alsof het nooit echt af is"
En "leef, pak alles wat je kan"
Prompt: A man sits in a corner on the ground of an old building filled with jugendstil elements
His head is between his knees.
His hands are over his heads
He is sitting in a pool of dirty water.
On the surface demons look up just with there red eyes above the water.
There is a small light bulb giving light to the scene.
On a wall is the picture of an angel.
Prompt: You said it right there THE POET CREATES, not a machine ... which is why there are NO poetry magazines that allow any AI generated poems ... I know this because I am a poet and artist. I find it insulting that someone talks to a machine to get am image because they are too untalented to make the art themselves
Prompt: A balloon filled with tears
Pulled out to his maximum ready to explode
Surrounded by sharp needles coming out of the voice of people
Tears of sadness
Sometimes tears of happiness
Only reason for life is making other people happy and prevent sadness
Prompt: Fields they have eyes
Woods they have ears
Fish always sink
Head first downwards
I'll never dismount
I ride this tiger
Crosses are ladders
Leading to heaven
I'm a warrior
I take no prisoner
Keep the candle burning
Bright in the window
It's the only light i'll see tonight
Beggars can't be choosers
Shrouds they have no pockets
Some of us wake up
Others roll over
But not I
I'm a warrior
This is my land
I'm a warrior
This is my land
I'll never surrender
I'm a warrior
Hear this dog bark
Watch the trees sway
Keep the candle burning
Both night and day
Many invade
I take no quarter
This is my land
I'll never surrender
I'm a warrior
This is my land
I'll never surrender
I'm a warrior
I'll never surrender
I take no prisoner
I'm a warrior
Warrior
I'm a warrior
These fields have eyes
These woods have ears
Many invade
But I take no quarter
This is my land
I'm a warrior
I'm a warrior
I'll never dismount
I ride the tiger
Prompt: Fearless the Warrior stands on the remains of his enemies.
He has a big gun in his hand. He has a gasmask on his face. On his jacket he has hanggranates.
On the battlefield yellow smoke is floating
Everywhere are little fyers.
In the sky a red sun tries to penetrate the clouds
Prompt: Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours
Think of all the great things we would do?
Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way
Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
We'd smile at one another and we'd say
Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days
Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?
Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days
La-la-la-da-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da
Through the door, there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh, my friend, we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts, the dreams are still the same
Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the 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.
