Prompt: There's a war inside my head
Sometimes I wish that I was dead, I'm broken
So I call this therapist
And she said girl you can't be fixed just take this
I'm tired of tryin' to be normal
I'm always overthinking
I'm driving myself crazy
So what if I'm fucking crazy
And I don't need your quick fix
I don't want your prescriptions
Just 'cause you say I'm crazy
So what if I'm fucking crazy
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
I'm gonna show you
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
Mental out my brain, bad shit go insane
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
I'm gonna show you
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
I've been searching city streets
Trying to find the missing piece like you said
And I searched hard only to find
There's not a single thing that's wrong with my mind
Yeah, I'm tired of tryin' to be normal
I'm always over thinking
I'm driving myself crazy
So what if I'm fucking crazy
And I don't need your quick fix
I don't want your prescriptions
Just 'cause you say I'm crazy
So what if I'm fucking crazy
I'm gonna show you
Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
I'm gonna show you
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
Mental out my brain, bad shit go insane
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
I'm gonna show you
I'm gonna show you
Crazy, crazy
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
Crazy, crazy
Yeah I'm gonna show you
Crazy, crazy yeah
I'm tired of trying to be normal
I'm driving myself crazy
And I don't need your quick fix
I don't want your prescriptions
Just 'cause you say I'm crazy
So what if I'm fucking crazy
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
I'm gonna show you
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
Mental out my brain, bad shit go insane
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
I'm gonna show you
Yeah, I'm gonna show you
Prompt: The blue and green is the earth where purple creatures live.From Earth three spaceships are going in orbit.
Make it more steampunk and the green more like plants and the blue like water
Prompt: The shape of an eye was created during the drawing process. The eyes as a mirror of the soul. Where you can read sadness without words. Inability that has nowhere to go and eventually leaves your eyes and drips down in the form of tears. Your experiences hinder a clear view, but images still arise in your thoughts. Reality is not in the past or the future. The present lasts only a very short time. Ultimately, your brain creates its own truth and the huiskamerartiest makes a drawing of it.
Prompt: Everywhere are eyes watching the viewer. They are brown or blue. The blue ones float around the brown ones
There is no space between the eyes not filled with eyes.
The white of the eyes is filled with red vains
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.
Prompt: Wondering, a man looking sad, knowing Nothing really changes anymore. Just a body getting older and a mind tired of thinking in circles. Sometimes happy when in flow but paying with new depths and tears trying to leave the eyes but with no succes.
Afraid and insecure about what is ahead. Rather just stay and go nowhere.
Looking over the river Styx to the end in sight.
Prompt: So I said, "Let me ask you a question." And he said, "Nobody
ever asked this question," and it must because of MIT. My
relationship to MIT, very smart. He goes, I say, "What would
happen if the boat sank from its weight, and you're in the boat
and you have this tremendously powerful battery, and the
battery's now underwater, and there's a shark that's
approximately 10 yards over there?" By the way, a lot of shark
attacks lately, did you notice that? Lotta shark. I watched some
guys justifying it today. "Well, they weren't really that angry.
They bit off the young lady's leg because of the fact that they
were, they were not hungry, but they misunderstood what who
she was." These people are cray. He said, "There's no problem
with sharks." They just didn't really understand. A young
woman swimming now really got decimated, and other people
too, a lot of shark attacks, so I said, "So there's a shark 10 yards
away from the boat, 10 yards. Or here. Do I get electrocuted? If
the boat is sinking, water goes over the battery, the boat is
sinking. Do I stay on top of the boat and get electrocuted, or do
I jump over by the shark and not get electrocuted?" Because I
will tell you, he didn't know the answer. He said, "You know,
nobody's ever asked me that question." I said, "I think it's a
good question. I think there's a lot of electric current coming
through that water." But you know what I'd do, if there was a
shark or you get electrocuted? I'll take electrocution every
single time I'm not getting near the shar
Prompt: A man on a hill top. Watching to a strange world with wizards, elfs, gnooms, kobold, and Alice in Wonderland.
A world with steampunk machines putting purple smoke in the air.
A big eye in the sky looks down
Prompt: In the beginning God
created the heavens
and the earth.
The earth was barren,
with no form of life;
it was under a roaring ocean
covered with darkness.
But the Spirit of God
was moving over the water.
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: The statue of Liberty is climbing the Eiffel Tower
She is putting the torch on top of it.
The torch shines a bright light on the surface.
Through a hole in the clouds an ufo is descending leaving trails
Prompt: The red, orange, yellow sphere is a controlled fusion of hydrogen. Make it more energetic.
The blue shape is the machine that controls the fusion.
Make steampunk elements in the blue shape.
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: An elephant wrapped in steampunk armor with red rubies set in gold is ready for a fight in a room. The room is filled with people looking at the elephant. The walls in the room have round windows with stained glass in the shape of butterflies in the colors of the rainbow. On the elephant sits a warrior in a futuristic battle suit equipped with high-tech weapons.
Prompt: My mind is clearer now.
At last all too well
I can see where we all soon will be.
If you strip away The myth from the man,
You will see where we all soon will be. Jesus!
You've started to believe
The things they say of you.
You really do believe
This talk of God is true.
And all the good you've done
Will soon get swept away.
You've begun to matter more
Than the things you say.
Listen Jesus I don't like what I see.
All I ask is that you listen to me.
And remember, I've been your right hand man all along.
You have set them all on fire.
They think they've found the new Messiah.
And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong.
I remember when this whole thing began.
No talk of God then, we called you a man.
And believe me, my admiration for you hasn't died.
But every word you say today
Gets twisted 'round some other way.
And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied.
Nazareth, your famous son should have stayed a great unknown
Like his father carving wood He'd have made good.
Tables, chairs, and oaken chests would have suited Jesus best.
He'd have caused nobody harm; no one alarm.
Listen, Jesus, do you care for your race?
Don't you see we must keep in our place?
We are occupied; have you forgotten how put down we are?
I am frightened by the crowd.
For we are getting much too loud.
And they'll crush us if we go too far.
If they go too far....
Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give.
Please remember that I want us to live.
But it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hour.
All your followers are blind.
Too much heaven on their minds.
It was beautiful, but now it's sour.
Yes it's all gone sour.
Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give.
Please remember that I want us to live.
see'mon, see'mon
He won't listen to me ...
see'mon, see'mon
He won't listen to me ...
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: In the middle of a silver circle lies a large purple shiny ball. The sunlight causes flickering. On top of the purple ball sits a happy little girl. Behind her stands a happy boy.
A robot from rusty iron is watching
Prompt: “Allen die zich in Nederland bevinden, worden in gelijke gevallen gelijk behandeld. Discriminatie wegens godsdienst, levensovertuiging, politieke gezindheid, ras, geslacht, handicap, seksuele gerichtheid of op welke grond dan ook, is niet toegestaan”.
Prompt: Remember when I took you up to the top of the hill?
We had our knives drawn, they were as sharp as we were in love
If God crossed us we'd take all his drugs
Burn his money and his house down
And wait for the fire to spread
Sometimes hate is not enough to turn this all to ashes
Together as one against all others
Break all of your wings and make sure it crashes
We're running to the edge of the world
Running, running away
We're running to the edge of the world
I don't know if the world will end today
Had no choice to erase the debt of our family
Let you say goodbye with lips like dynamite
Everyone turned their back,
'cause they knew when we held on tight to each other
We were something fatal, that fell into the wrong hands
Sometimes hate is not enough to turn this all to ashes
Together as one against all others
Break all of your wings and make sure that it crashes
We're running to the edge of the world
Running, running away
We're running to the edge of the world
I don't know if the world will end today
We don't seek death, we seek destruction
Death, we seek destruction
We don't seek death, we seek destruction
Death, we seek destruction
We're running to the edge of the world
Running, running away
We're running to the edge of the world
But I don't know if the world will end today
We're running to the edge of the world
Running, running away
We're running to the edge of the world
I don't know if the world will end today
See a new begining rise behind the sun
We can never catch up to it as fast as we run
See a new begining rise behind the sun
We can never catch up to it as fast as we run
(We don't seek death, we seek destruction)
See a new begining rise behind the sun
(Death, we seek destruction)
We can never catch up to it as fast as we run
(We don't seek death, we seek destruction)
See a new begining rise behind the sun
(Death, we seek destruction)
We can never catch up to it as fast as we run
Prompt: The bubble formed first in the middle. To me at the time it looked like a speech bubble. La Linea who often comes across as the angry white man but mainly addresses situations that concern him. A kind of Louis de Funes. A small drift frog (how to translate this in a English expression?). Just Google him. I recognize the anger when you are confronted with certain situations. You will find like-minded people within your bubble. Not being alone gives you some peace. Yet lately I have also been exploring other people's bubbles. What is striking is that the tone is mainly determined by the fanatics. Then people seem to be standing opposite each other. Polarized! The bubbles become scarier when they leave social media and manifest in the real world, waving flags, putting on hats and almost blindly supporting their leaders. The drawing by the huiskamerartiest shows the bubble in the middle of that reality. The spines act as antennae. Looking for that which unites us. That's so much more.
Prompt: How did i get here?
Sitting on this spinning sphere
When will I leave here
We know death is always near
I try to understand but answers don't come easily
Friends always deceiving me
Is this what life's supposed to be?
Human animals
We roam the earth in search of blood
Hope for humanity?
I don't think there ever was
We're in perpetual war, and that's the only law
Can I change it? I doubt it
So I write songs about it
I was young once but now I've grown old
Right in front of your еyes you've seen my life unfold
I had no choicе as I became the underdog's voice
A young black kid... look what the fuck I did!
When I'm gone there'll be someone to carry on
We can give in, give up, or we can stay strong
How accepting of the bullshit we've all become
This whole world is... comfortably numb
Hello... is anybody out there?
Can anybody hear me?
Hello... is anybody out there?
Can anybody hear me?
You've got a TV, a computer, so you don't care
A roof, some clothes, some food
That's right, it's all there
Lock yourself in your house, try to forget about
The millions dyin' from wars, starvation and drought
You've got your own problems - yes, we all do
Nobody is free from stress, not him, or me, or you
But still we judge each other, we want to pick a fight
In the streets we kill each other, each and every weeknight
I don't want no drama but I carry a gun
I don't want no problems but they'll probably come
So we get high to wash away the pain
Self-medication, but that shit is all done in vain
We think that we can hide away from the misery
You can close your eyes but still can plainly see
There's nowhere to run...
You're just comfortably numb
Hello... is anybody out there?
Can anybody hear me?
Hello... is anybody out there?
Can anybody hear me?
I spent half my life just trying to survive
And the other half trying to keep you all alive
For some reason I still care
I've done my dirt
It's amazing that i'm
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: 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: This time my letter bag yielded the word OPA. I can do something with that because this is me too. The drawing gives me a happy feeling because I also think it is a beautiful phase in my life. There is of course a grandmother, but also fathers, mothers, uncle, aunts, nieces and/or nephews. We are all shaken like flakes in a snow globe and land somewhere again. It is also exciting. With a bit of luck, your own path will last eighty years. After us the flood, a king once said. When you have children and grandchildren, you have to look further and further beyond your own horizons to see what a beautiful, happy world should look like into the 22nd century.
I thought this was a fun project. How do you look beyond your horizon?
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: A man floats in the middle of a very large bubble. On the outside of the bubble, people and children try to connect with the floating man, who is completely oblivious. The bubble is connected by a kind of umbilical cord to a grayish, bubbly cloud.
Prompt: The word clown came up when I wanted to do something with letters. Coulrophobia is fear of clowns. This is because you cannot see their real face and emotions. Often painted white, but sometimes also orange. More devils in disguise. So-called saviors of the people against a designated enemy.
Then we better have Pipo. Sapperflap. His message at the end of his program: goodbye birds, goodbye flowers, goodbye children was small and sweet for the little ones. When we see how the clowns in positions of power behave towards the world, it is too often a bitter reality. Children's lives are being destroyed without remorse.
The rainbow colors radiate some hope from the huiskamerartiest in the midst of dark thoughts.
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: 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: From high in the sky you watch down to see the next view:
Above old ruïnes a man is floating in the sky.
Between al the ruïnes you see clear bright water mirroring the bright sky.
The ruïnes are covered with plants. It is peaceful. The sky is blue.
The landscape is really peaceful.
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: 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?
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.