Prompt: A man is stuck to his middle in purple mud.
He tries to get out.
The dark sky is filled with clouds lighted up by the moon.
Around the swamp of mud are scary trees with clawlike branches. Gasbubbles are blobbing out of the mud.
Between the trees are filthy demons with green eyes. There mouths are filled with sharp tooths.
Prompt: They're coming to take me away
Remember when you ran away
And I got on my knees
And begged you not to leave
Because I'd go berserk?
Well, you left me anyhow
The days got worse and worse
And now you see I've gone
Completely out of my mind
They're coming to take me away ha ha
They're coming to take me away
You thought it was a joke
And so you laughed
You laughed when I had said
That losing you would make me flip my lid, right?
You know you laughed
I heard you laugh
You laughed, you laughed and laughed and then you left
But now you know I'm utterly mad
They're coming to take me away ha ha
They're coming to take me away
Your home the one the bank foreclosed
You cried monogamy
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
I cooked your food
I cleaned your house
And this is how you paid me back
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I'll be happy
Well you just wait they'll find you yet, and when they do they'll put you in the ASPCA you fucking mutt
To the happy home
They sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
To the loony bin with all you need prescription drugs
Like Thorazine, and lithium
Electric shock and insulin
To the fucking funny farm
They're coming to take me away
Prompt: When they say your a Witch your deadsentence is signed. Your are not judged by people who know the law but by people who think with there underbelly.
Fear and hate is leading this people.
Now a days it is the same. From each other bubble other people are treated as the enemy.
The scene is big buildings within between a Haunting forrest
Prompt: And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all, and I stood tall
And did it my way
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, oh, no, not me
I did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
Yes, it was my way
Prompt: Overzicht
Songteksten
Video's
Luisteren
Andere opnamen
Another red letter day
So the pound has dropped and the children are creating
The other half ran away
Taking all the cash and leaving you with the lumber
Got a pain in the chest
Doctors on strike what you need is a rest
It's not easy love, but you've got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cause friends will be friends
Right till the end
Now it's a beautiful day
The postman delivered a letter from your lover
Only a phone call away
You tried to track him down but somebody stole his number
As a matter of fact
You're getting used to life without him in your way
It's so easy now, 'cause you got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cause friends will be friends
Right till the end
It's so easy now, 'cause you got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand friends will be friends
Right till the end
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cause right till the end, friends will be friends
Yeah, yeah
Prompt: A man stands in the middle of a room. In it are more people who have turned there back to him.
Through windows you see people look inside waving to the man in the middle.
On the floor you see all kinds of documents in a disordered way.
On the wall are photos of a time long ago.
On the ceiling a single bulb is spreading a warm light.
Prompt: A country without children is a country without a future. Adults of all ages stand around a large mountain of children's toys. There are no children amongst them. Above the mountain of toys is an opening through the cloud cover where the sun shines down on the mountain of toys.
High in the sky you see bomber airplanes. The adults stand in the shadow of the clouds. The landscape beyond is barren, dark and filled with dead trees
Prompt: Prejudice and Exclusion: A Global Burden
Prejudice and exclusion, rooted in biases and discrimination, cast a long shadow over our world. These harmful attitudes and behaviors create divisions, limiting opportunities and fostering inequality.
At the individual level, prejudice can lead to emotional distress, reduced self-esteem, and isolation. It can hinder personal growth and limit career prospects. On a societal level, prejudice and exclusion contribute to social unrest, economic stagnation, and political instability.
Moreover, these attitudes can perpetuate cycles of poverty and disadvantage, particularly for marginalized groups. By denying access to education, employment, and healthcare, prejudice and exclusion exacerbate existing inequalities. In essence, these harmful forces hinder human progress and create a less just and equitable world.
Prompt: A man is standing in front of a horrible snake who is spitting poisson all around.
The tail of the snake is curling around the man
The snake has red and green scales. The eyes of the snake are green. The tongue is red and split.
The man and the snake are standing before a big old tree.
Prompt: A baby in a space suit flies through space and is still connected to its mother by the umbilical cord, who is also floating in space. In the background you can see the globe with the North Pole in the picture.
Prompt: People look at each other from the trenches. With hatred, fear, anger, sadness, powerlessness. Between the two trenches a destroyed piece of land with rubble. Behind the trenches, ghosts rise into a crimson sky. Two children play on the piece of land, unaware of where they actually are. An angel watches from the sky.
Prompt: Daar lig je dan bedolven door het gestuifde zand,
niet ver van de kust ben je voor het laatst geland.
Je vleugels gespreid, je vlees aan het verdwijnen,
lig je daar langzaam te rotten en weg te kwijnen.
Voorheen kwam je voorbij op de golven van de wind,
boven de zee en een zandkasteel bouwend kind.
Net zo vergankelijk als het kasteel bij opkomend vloed,
Verdwijn je langzaam bij roodwordend zonnegloed.
Prompt: When you are sixty year old, you have collected a lot of experience. You have had your own road together with others. Some things you expected some things where a surprise. A lot is what fits in a live.
At the end of the road a bright light is shining.
You Don't know how much time you have got before your road ends.
Enjoy the great and little things.
Prompt: There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna do?
There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna go?
I'm gonna fix that rat that's what I'm gonna do,
I'm gonna fix that rat
When you open your mouth you don't talk, you shout
And you give every body the blame,
But when they catch you up,
They will shut you up
And you got no one to blame
There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna do?
There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna go?
I'm gonna fix that rat that's what I'm gonna do,
I'm gonna fix that rat
There's a rat in me kitchen
When you out on the street,
You practice lies and deceit
And you scandalize my name
But when I catch you up
I'm gonna pull you up
I'm gonna check-out inside your brain
There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna do?
There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna go?
I'm gonna fix that rat that's what I'm gonna do,
I'm gonna fix that rat
When yo deh pon the scene,
You make everyone scream
Because they know your so unjust
But when they catch you up
They will kick you up
Because you someone they cannot trust
There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna do?
There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna go?
I'm gonna fix that rat that's what I'm gonna do,
I'm gonna fix that rat
You invade my space
Make me feel disgraced
And you just don't give a damn
If I had my way
If I had my say
I'd like to see you hang
There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna do?
There's a rat in me kitchen what am I gonna go?
I'm gonna fix that rat that's what I'm gonna do,
I'm gonna fix that rat
Steampunk Factory: A World of Gears and Workers crushing people in the system.
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1024 X 1024
(1.05 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Sad people crushed and destroyed by the system looking like a steampunk machine. At the machine civil servants are controlling it by turning on buttons.
In the background you see a fat rich man enjoying what he has accomplished.
The building looks like a industrial old complex.
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 king with an orange face and a golden crown filled with red elements sits on a large mountain of bananas. Around him, monkeys with wings fly around.
Prompt: From the left corner an angel is looking to a gigantic blob coming out ot a abys.
The blob wants to destroy the angel.
The angel has an extreme force shield and a flaming sword. It is protected against the attack.
In the sky yellow clouds of sulfur surrounds the blob.
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: 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: 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: Little children dance ballet among the ruins of a war-torn city. The sun shines through the holes in the walls on the dancing children. The sky is bright blue. In the foreground, bright flowers carefully emerge from the dust.
Prompt: Just being with thoughts in a good past after living a part of the past. Remembering what you have lost.
The scar opens up and hate comes like blood running out of it.
A dark demon on your shoulder in conflict with an bright angel on the other shoulder. Let it go tells the angel. Revenge says the demon.
Stop, stop, I am to tired to Revenge but also to let go.
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: There are two empty trenches looking like those in a war. Between those trenches is a higher park-like terrain. There stands a large silver shiny referee whistle. In the trenches are no people but unorganized piles of thick law books and folders with papers. On the terrain between the trenches men and women are standing chatting happily with each other. Clouds in the shape of a large letter M hang above the terrain and the sun casts a shadow in the shape of an M on the terrain.
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: 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: The four horsemen of the apocalyps are entering on there horse the world. Within there trail all there influence can be seen. Death, war, conquest and famine. People in the front are looking in dispair to the coming of the end. The sky behind the scene is dark with lightning and turbulence.
One horse is red, one horse is black, one horse is green, one horse is white pale
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: 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: 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
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.
