Prompt: An old man sits on a large backpack. Around him hang gas balloons with the text: dreams on them. Some rise with a dangling thread. Other balloons lie broken on the ground. Behind him stands a line of friendly people on a long road to the horizon.
Prompt: What can you do about world problems on your own. While I was doodling, this butterfly emerged. Butterflies are often colorful. In addition, they are part of the so-called butterfly effect. A flying butterfly can cause a hurricane on the other side of the world if it moves air at the right time. A kind of domino effect. If the first stone falls, the rest are doomed to fall. The moral of the story: no matter how small an action seems, you never know what movement will start. That is why the huiskamerartiest obediently continues to draw.
Prompt: Create an image that symbolizes the end time as predicted in the Bible in a horrific way. Just make one little spot where you can see the predicted glory.
Prompt: Create an image that symbolizes the end time as predicted in the Bible in a horrific way. Just make one little spot where you can see the predicted glory.
Prompt: Create an image that symbolizes the end time as predicted in the Bible in a horrific way.
Just make one little spot where you can see the predicted glory.
Prompt: “Do you love me?” Alice asked softly.
“No,” said the White Rabbit. “I don’t love you.”
Alice frowned and clasped her hands, the way she always did when she felt small and hurt.
“You see?” the Rabbit continued. “Now you’ll start wondering what’s wrong with you. Why you’re not enough. Why I can’t love you at least a little.”
He paused, then leaned in with eyes full of gentle wisdom.
“That’s why I can’t love you—not yet. Because love isn’t supposed to fill the holes inside you. If you don’t love yourself, even just a little, then every careless word, every misunderstanding, every grey day from someone else will cut deep like a blade.”
He looked at her kindly. “People hurt each other, Alice. Even the good ones. Not because they mean to, but because they’re tired or lost or struggling with something no one can see. That’s life. And you, my dear, must be strong enough not to crumble when it happens.”
Alice looked down, quiet.
The White Rabbit smiled. “The first time I saw you, I made a promise to myself. ‘I won’t love her until she learns to love herself.’ Because then, and only then, will your heart be safe—whether I’m here or not.”
Prompt: Then you look around and realize that your opinion and story on the internet has the same impact as a sidewalk tile lying somewhere on the globe. What emotion does justice to this realization? I can perhaps fill the void in this doodle one day. Where actions can make the world a better place, do your best. In history, the shades of black, red and white have become symbols of a regime that plunged the world into darkness and was doomed to perish. Truth, recognition, repentance, forgiveness and redemption gave hope for a better world. The makeable world, as the huiskamerartiest sometimes says. The belief that it could really work. Looking for similarities instead of differences. Gloomy? Certainly! But in darkness, light stands out better. No spotlights at the moment, but all the little points of light like at a concert like stars in the sky.
Prompt: A green field full of people of all races and ages. On the left everyone is dressed in blue and on the right in red. In between are people dressed in purple with yellow helium balloons on a string in their hands. The sky is colored orange.
Prompt: There is a field full of people with textballoons in which the word OPINION is written.
Half of them is dressed in red, the other half is dressed in blue.
They are standing on the remains of a graveyard. The field is filled with skulls and bones
The sky is cloudy and the sun cannot break through the clouds
Prompt: A beautiful large colorful butterfly flies straight forward while in the background a large whirlwind blows debris around a dark background of storm clouds and lightning.
Prompt: On a gray sidewalk tile floating in space stands a small knight, waving a keyboard and a computer mouse in his hands. In the space you see many lightning-like yellow lines running.
Prompt: Then you look around and realize that your opinion and story on the internet has the same impact as a sidewalk tile lying somewhere on the globe. What emotion does justice to this realization? I can perhaps fill the void in this doodle one day. Where actions can make the world a better place, do your best. In history, the shades of black, red and white have become symbols of a regime that plunged the world into darkness and was doomed to perish. Truth, recognition, repentance, forgiveness and redemption gave hope for a better world. The makeable world, as the man sometimes says. The belief that it could really work. Looking for similarities instead of differences. Gloomy? Certainly! But in darkness, light stands out better. No spotlights at the moment, but all the little points of light like at a concert like stars in the sky.
Prompt: In the place of the heart and brain you see empty spaces in the silhouette of a person The hands are raised to the sky The legs seem to be rooted in the ground and they spread out around the silhouette. The sky is red The ground is black In white you see lines. there is no other color
Prompt: Flowing shapes in red, black and white interlock to form a skull in the middle. The red drips like blood down onto a vast cemetery with white crosses in a row. The only colours in the image are red, black and white.
Prompt: The ovum explodes into a human being. The brain is increasingly filled with thick, thin and dying paths due to lack of energy. More and more information is stored, ordered, logically and illogically combined into wisdom or madness. Self-defense consists of blocking certain paths. Paths that you do not want to go on. Sometimes you do not have to go on until a harsh reality destroys blockages. The rawness suffocates you, makes you small. You learn or you do not. The road to the end is always tempting. An end out of fear or an end out of resignation. Knowing that life is a snake that bites its own tail. The inevitable repetition.
Prompt: The egg explodes into a human being. The brain is increasingly filled with thick, thin and dying paths due to lack of energy. More and more information is stored, ordered, logically and illogically combined into wisdom or madness. Self-defense consists of blocking certain paths. Paths that you do not want to go on. Sometimes you do not have to go on until a harsh reality destroys blockages. The rawness suffocates you, makes you small. You learn or you do not. The road to the end is always tempting. An end out of fear or an end out of resignation. Knowing that life is a snake that bites its own tail. The inevitable repetition.
Prompt: On my way to the supermarket, I found a playing card on the road. Normally I leave things on the street because the way I was raised: a dog could have peed on it. My curiosity won. A 5 of clubs as you can see here. Based on that, the huiskamerartiest started doodling. With the result below. Still, I also became curious about what a 5 of clubs stands for.
Within the classical cartomancy tradition, the five of clubs is known as a very positive omen. This card announces success without compromise. Compared to most other cards, this card is particularly positive anyway. It is even one of the few cards that predicts a path to success without obstacles.
Meaning of the Five of Clubs in predicting the future:
First of all, the five of clubs shows your desire “to take and keep everything in your own hands”. You are looking for control. Control over your life, love, your partner, your work – in short, control over all aspects. Don't overdo it! You really can't arrange and control everything yourself.
In the same vein, this card also shows that you are looking for independence. This is good, but again, you know your limits. Sometimes you may ask for help. The card even literally advises you to ask for help, as this card symbolizes the 'helpful friends'.
Prompt: It is a strange way to correct mankind if to much people have chosen a wrong path to follow. Free choice is a gift and a curse.
Following somebody, God or a human, out of fear for consequences isn't the right path. Acting as if your God and can decide what is right or wrong, and judge people, isn't the right path.
The only way is to live by example. It's hard to know if your on the right path. Therefore you must be connected to your true self or if you believe your soul.
Prompt: A man is watching happy children enjoying little flowers and butterflies in front of the image.
Behind him after a fence you see a bombed down city with crying children covered in dust.
Prompt: “HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY TO ALL, INCLUDING THE SCUM THAT SPENT THE LAST FOUR YEARS TRYING TO DESTROY OUR COUNTRY THROUGH WARPED RADICAL LEFT MINDS,” before blaming “AN INCOMPETENT PRESIDENT” and “USA HATING JUDGES” for supposed chaos at the border and crime in the country. He wrapped his rant by hoping the Supreme Court would “SAVE US FROM THE DECISIONS OF THE MONSTERS WHO WANT OUR COUNTRY TO GO TO HELL,”
Prompt: A man full of grieve thinking about everything and all. Who have been good and important. Who still are and why. Who have made his life better. Who have made it worse. Never forget, not possible to forgive because they act as if they did nothing wrong. Rotten souls in a rotten world creating there own hell. Karma surrounding them as feared ghosts entering there mind, there thoughts and ultimately there souls. Blackened there vision. Clouding there feelings in a green poisonous mist.
Nothing remains and they just fade away.
The man watch this and tears fills his eyes. Just the why. It could have been good for everyone.
Prompt: Do you remember sitting mad still in the living room with your family watching tv when it was your bed time so they would magically forget you were there and not send you to bed?
Prompt: Put Trump in a scene and dress like he's Caligula. With a horse as a senator. This in the middle of a baganal with drink, food, slaves and dancing women. Let the madness drip off. Put scared senators around him.
Prompt: Put Trump in a scene and dress like he's Caligula. With a horse as a senator. This in the middle of a baganal with drink, food, slaves and dancing women. Let the madness drip off. Put scared senators around him.
Prompt: A pink, cheerful, drunk elephant with a large funnel like a hat on his head sits amidst a group of people looking away. Little birds fly around the funnel. In the background you see a circus tent with green, light blue and dark blue stripes. The sky is clear with a few clouds. In the foreground sits a sad clown.
Prompt: A pink, cheerful, drunk elephant with a large funnel on his head sits amidst a group of people looking away. Little birds fly around the funnel. In the background you see a circus tent with green, light blue and dark blue stripes. The sky is clear with a few clouds. In the foreground sits a sad clown.
Prompt: Make a drawing as if you are listening to trance house while using LSD or another psychedelic substance Use fluorised colors and a person with glasses and rainbows and stars.
This while having a scary bad trip
Prompt: Make a drawing as if you are listening to trance house while using LSD or another psychedelic substance
Use fluorised colors and a person with glasses and rainbows and stars
Prompt: On the way to the end of your life you are from the moment you are born. As a child you look around you first just experienced and are fascinated by everything you see. Later it raises questions for you. Why? Then comes a long period of acquiring knowledge. You think you know everything. You build a career on it. Then comes a moment when you don't understand anything anymore but that you have become wise. There has never really been any control other than what you think and do yourself. Slowly the child returns who has never really been away but was swallowed up by adult play. You see the little things again through the eyes of a child. Being in the moment, no questions but just enjoying.
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.
