Prompt: God looks down from a cloud above and sees how humanity has set the world on fire. Many souls rise from the fire like white clouds to heaven. The sun shines dimly through the black smoke rising from the fire. The smoke resembles skulls with glowing coals for eyes.
Prompt: Oh!
Hello!
Have you ever thought as the hearse goes by
That you may be the next to die?
They wrap you in a big white sheet
And then they burry you eight feet deep*
And then
Your casket begins to leak!
Ah ha!*
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
The worms play pinochle on your snout
Your liver turns a slimy green
And pus runs out like big whipped cream
Your eyeballs, they turn to cherry red*
And that's what you look like when you are dead
Prompt: A man is looking like a virus spitting its dirty sickening thoughts into the heads of empty minded braimwashed persons. Glad to be filled because they are not able to think for themselves.
They learn hate and intolerance to other people.
Thinking they are superior but are just member of a death cult.
Prompt: Big girl in the red dress
She's just trying to impress us
And she's got the barley fever
But she doesn't make a sound
She's just hanging around
She's just hanging around
Down the Court road early
With the Hustlers big and burly
There's a million of 'em selling
And the buyers can be found
They're just hanging around
They're just hanging around
Christ, he told his mother
Christ, he told her not to bother
'Cause he's alright in the city
'Cause he's high above the ground
He's just hanging around (hanging around)
One of 'em comes closer
He's got a monkey on his shoulder
And the monkey's getting grinner
But his eyes are on the ground
He's just hanging around
He's just hanging around
I'm moving in the Coleherne
With the leather all around me
And the sweat is getting steamy
But their eyes are on the ground
They're just hanging around
They're just hanging around
Christ, he told his mother
Christ, he told her not to bother
'Cause he's alright in the city
'Cause he's high above the ground
He's just hanging around (hanging around)
Christ, he told his mother
Christ, he told her not to bother
'Cause he's alright in the city
'Cause he's high above the ground
He's just hanging around (hanging around)
Prompt: A devastated landscape with thousands of grave stones till the horizon. Between the stones are old dead trees. At the front is an angel on her knees crying because of all the wasted lives. At the horizon a big mushroom cloud is raising up in a red and yellow lighted sky.
The light throws shadows over the graves and the angle.
Prompt: six witches together prepare a very strange soup. They dance around the kettle, but what bad luck, one takes a sip, Floep, now she's gone! Spider head with Brussels sprouts, charnel with candy! That soup is not good yet, something needs to be added. Black cat hair! A fresh counterworm A green snot bubble wart scraping A few rabbit droppings A little bit of athlete's foot.
Prompt: A man is sitting on a mushroom red with white dots. The grim reaper is approaching him. A little bit of white smoke is slightly moving on the ground. The Rabbit with a clock in his hand is watching the scene In the trees demons with red eyes are watching down. Between the trees you see the sun sets with bright yellow light in a Misty sphere
Prompt: In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name
And do I dream again?
For now I find
The phantom of the opera
Is there inside my mind
Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you
Grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me
To glance behind
The Phantom of the Opera
Is there inside your mind
Those who have seen your face
Draw back in fear
I am the mask you wear
It's me they hear
Your spirit and my voice (my spirit and your voice)
In one combined
The Phantom of the Opera
Is there inside my mind (your mind)
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera
Sing, my angel of music
Sing, my angel
Sing for me
Sing
Sing, my angel
Sing forme
Prompt: You can feel words. Words can hurt you mentally. In Braille you can write words that you can physically feel. Dots become words, words become sentences, sentences become stories. Drawing with words. From your associations, images arise in your head and a story comes to life.
The sound of silence can leave you feeling empty. Keeping silent as if you don't exist and yet a story emerges. Silence screaming in your head. Thoughts deform, meander, tease, bore, lost and abandoned. Silence builds words, sentences and a story.
The huiskamerartiest had half a story, a whole drawing and ultimately a complete image.
Prompt: Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence"
Prompt: Create an evolved yellifish with eyes, a brain, and a family.
Under the water they created a village.
Family's of evolved yellifish float around.
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 male face watching in a mirror while screaming with madness.
His arms are up and his hands are fist.
He has old cloths with holes and stitches.
Out of the holes you see demons crawling outside.
They have purple eyes.
On the floor is a big purple stain with paint exploding in al directions.
Prompt: A building made of stones. The word "lie" is written on each stone. On top of the building sits a dilapidated old man with an angry look in his eyes. The building casts a shadow over a very large stone in the foreground with the word: "truth" A small child sits on this stone with a happy look in his eyes.
Prompt: Adrian Monk, played by Tony Shalhoub, is the title character and protagonist of the USA Network television series "Monk." He is a renowned former homicide detective for the San Francisco Police Department.
Monk's life took a tragic turn when his wife Trudy was murdered in a car bomb, leaving him with an intensified obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) and multiple phobias. These conditions led to his suspension from the police department.
Despite his challenges, Monk possesses an extraordinary ability to observe minute details and solve complex crimes. He works as a private police homicide consultant, using his unique perspective to assist the San Francisco Police Department in solving cases.
Monk's character is a fascinating blend of brilliance and eccentricity. His OCD manifests in various ways, such as an obsessive need for order, cleanliness, and specific routines. He also suffers from a multitude of phobias, ranging from common fears like germs and heights to more unusual ones like milk and balloons.
Despite his challenges, Monk's determination to overcome his fears and return to his former glory as a detective drives the series. He undergoes therapy with Dr. Neven Bell, aiming to regain control of his life and potentially be reinstated as a police detective.
Monk's journey is filled with humor, heart, and suspense as he navigates his personal struggles while solving intricate crimes. His unique perspective and unwavering dedication to justice make him a beloved and iconic character in television history.
Prompt: A big balloon red heart is floating in the sky attached to a big stone with a cord. On the balloon is the text "Forever"
The stone is placed in a field filled with beautiful red roses.
In the field little children are playing
Prompt: Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse
When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best
And
Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the light side of life
If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgotten
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
When you're feeling in the dumps
Don't be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle, that's the thing
And
Always look on the bright side of life
(Come on)
Always look on the right side of life
For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow
Forget about your sin
Give the audience a grin
Enjoy it, it's your last chance anyhow
So always look on the bright side of death
A just before you draw your terminal breath
Life's a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true
You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughin' as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you
And
Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the right side of life
(C'mon Brian, cheer up)
Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the bright side of life
I mean, what have you got to lose?
You know, you come from nothing
You're going back to nothing
What have you lost? Nothing
Always look on the right side of life
Nothing will come from nothing, ya know what they say
Cheer up ya old bugga c'mon give us a grin (Always look on the right side of life)
Prompt: A Sinner is lying on the ground as a foetus. Demons are stabbing him with there sharp claws.
Out of the body of the Sinner vains and nerves are spreading out over the flour, wall and ceiling.
On the wall are all faces of pain, sorrow, despair looking to the Sinner
The scene is lighted by candle light.
Prompt: A man took lsd and the world looks very different to him. Nothing is normal. Music becomes colors. Colors become sound. Every thing is surrounded by fluorescent light. Nothing seems real in the way it should be. Out of the ground are coming demons crawling. From the sky bright white angels are falling down. The drugs make the world only more creepy.
A big fat man dressed as a circus director is watching the man with a big smile on his face.
Prompt: Interessant om hier de reacties te lezen. Ik ben sinds een tijd niet meer in het jongerenwerk actief en voel me nu als een vis op het droge. Als ik nu terugkijk, was die context voor mij met mijn super drukke associërende gedachten van links naar rechts en van boven naar onderen mijn ideale plek om te leven en te werken.
Een vis moet zwemmen, een vogel vliegt en een mens die loopt en allemaal in hun eigen habitat waar ze het best tot hun recht komen. Een eend kan dat wel allemaal en kwaakt er ook nog eens bij. Waar voel je je het fijnst?
Prompt: A silent man is standing in the middle of a wall build around him as a circle. You can see the bricks it is made of. It looks like a little tower. Around the wall little black demons are flying with there mouths wide open filled with sharp teeth. From the bottom a purple light shines up. In the back of the scene is a big mirror in which you can see the wall. On the bricks are blue tears. The surface around the wall is filled with skulls and bones. Between the skulls and bones poison Ivy is growing
Prompt: There are moments in time where you have a time before, that what happened and how your live has changed afterwards.
It will never be the same again because the scars in your mind will stay for ever. Your thoughts can never flow as they did before.
Like a stone in a river changes the way of the water.
In the end all water goes to the sea, evaporates, becoming clouds, rains down and floats again.
Prompt: Father time is looking back in a year filled with events of happiness and greeve, excitement and horror, life and death. A year in which nothing really changed. Perhaps even got worse.
So much potential to make Earth the best place to live in the universe.
In a bright light you see the new year baby ready to be born attached with his umbilical cord to a garden of Eden.
Prompt: Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
Gif en rotzooi in de zee
De oceaan een grote plee
De vis die gaat maar zo niet dood
De zee is zo ontzettend groot
Dit gaat het snelst en tijd is geld iets anders
wordt te duur
Wij zijn de baas in de natuur
(Raldaldee in de Waddenzee ga je mee)
Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
De laatste bomen gaan eraan
Als deel van een bestemmingsplan
Een stankgolf hier een roetwolk daar
De industrie moet voort nietwaar
Gezondheid welzijnenzovoort: dat is allang verstoord
Straks stikt iedereen de moord
(Raldeldel en ik lust hem wel tante Nel)
Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
Maak je medemens maar af
Een megatonnen massagraf
In Ulster of in Mozambique
Gereformeerd of katholiek
Koeieneer en martel maar ja knuppel ze maar neer
Liefst in naam der Lieve Heer
(Raldalda in Amerika ga maar na)
Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
Blijf maar trouw aan elk gezag
Dat niets presteert maar alles mag
En heb maar niet te veel kritiek
Op heel die ouwe-lullenkliek
Vol oorlogszucht en machtsmisbruik kwaadaardig en gemeen
En met schijt aan iedereen
(Raldaldal van je kauwgombal in het dal)
Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
Blameer de communisten maar
Of geef de schuld maar aan elkaar
Of doe e boel maar af met God
Ook als de hele troep verrot
En steek je kop maar in het zand dat is het beste want
Het loopt al aardig uit de hand
(Vuilnisbak van je kouwe kak in de slee
Weet je wat ze zee: dike tante Kee
En er komme d'r nog twee en mot je nog een C
Of een koppie thee, ole)
Prompt: A bright soul is flying away from Earth into space.
The Earth is a round blue sphere with Europe being seen.
The space is dark.
Around the soul you see more souls leaving Earth on a unknown yourney.
Angels are between the souls.
Far beneath them you can see ISS.
Boy on Dock Watches Ghostly Flames Rise based on a piece of text from Lord of the flies
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Prompt: "We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?... His voice rose under the black smoke before the burning wreckage of the island; and infected by that emotion, the other little boys began to shake and sob too. And in the middle of them, with filthy body, matted hair, and unwiped nose, Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend [the others] called Piggy... Maybe there is a beast... maybe it's only us."
Lord of the flies
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: A man is climbing out of a rocky valley. He is looking up to the sun shining on him. At the top of the mountains you see flowers in all kinds of color. In the shadow on the bottom of the valley you see piles of skulls and bones in green fluid.
Between the bones rats are crawling. At the dark side of the valley you see demons looking down.
One half of the valley is dark and scary. The other side is joyful and happy
Prompt: Two scientist put the clock hands of the doomsday clock at Midnight.
Through a big window you see a big atomic explosion with a rising mushroom cloud.
The walls are filled with equipment, handles, clocks, steampunk objects, radar screen, geigerteller. This all in copper, silver and gold metals.
On the floor little green aliens are watching the scene
Prompt: a man stands in a large glass ball. The glass ball is held up by people dressed in military clothing. The scene is in a small room. The walls in this room are full of electrical wires in blue, black and brown. There is all kinds of computer equipment on the walls. The glass ball is connected to the ground by yellow-green wires.
Prompt: Pure sadness
Knowing how the world is in the end
An understanding of the purpose of live.
In fact nothing changes.
Born
Wtf
Dead
It is filled with emotions
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.
