Prompt: A man filled with anger against an unfair world took lsd and the world looks very terrifying 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.
Prompt: A man is trying to go forward but elastic cables are slowing him down. The cables are attached at a steampunk machine. On the machine a ugly red demon with sharp claws and green eyes is having fun.
His muscles are big.
His face shows the struggle.
He has dr. Martin boots at his feet. He wears blue jeans and a purple t-shirt with a black Punisher skull on it.
Prompt: “they say that hell is crowded, yet,
when you’re in hell,
you always seem to be alone.
and you can’t tell anyone when you’re in hell
or they’ll think you’re crazy
and being crazy is being in hell
and being sane is hellish too.
those who escape hell,
however,
never talk about
it
and nothing much
bothers them
after
that.
I mean, things like missing a meal,
going to jail, wrecking your car,
or even the idea of death itself.
when you ask them,
‘how are things?’
they’ll always answer, ‘fine, just fine…’
once you’ve been to hell and back,
that’s enough
it’s the greatest satisfaction known to man.
once you’ve been to hell and back,
you don’t look behind you when the floor creaks
and the sun is always up at midnight
and things like the eyes of mice
or an abandoned tire in a vacant lot
can make you smile
once you’ve been to hell and back.
Prompt: A man is climbing out of a rocky valley. At his feet are skulls and bones in a green slime fluid. Bubbles are rising up out of the fluid.He is looking up to the sun shining on him. At the top of the mountains you see flowers in all kinds of color. Between the bones and skulls rats are crawling. At the dark side of the valley you see black demons looking down. They have green eyes.
One half of the valley is dark and scary. The other side is joyful and happy
Prompt: If you put a clown in a palace he doesn't become a king.
The palace becomes a circus.
Flying monkeys everywhere.
Elephants hiding themself behind curtains.
Mouses roaring like lions. The Clown standing proud on a stage.
In the cage you see a blind folded lady with a sword and a scale crying.
Prompt: A king is sitting proud on his throne with a crown, a scepter and a big sword. A lot of gold and red velvet
Behind him an angry crowd is storming in with pitchforks and flails. Some have burning thorches in their hands.
Behind the crowd a castle is burning.
Prompt: Twelf People are standing in a circle holding hands and watching to the outside to protect the inside.Around the circle of people demons with claws and red eyes and rats are watching from the outside to this circle. Above the circle vultures are flying. Inside the circle three children are playing on green gras with beautiful flowers. The outside of the circle is just dessert sand filled with old bricks.
A little wind is blowing sand in the sky.
Prompt: The statue of Liberty is standing in a big pile of shit reaching to her middle.
Around it big metallic steampunk flies are flying in the air.
The sky is blue and bright.
In the sky is a yellow sun.
Prompt: Make the flying figure look more like an angel.
Horrify the open sewer at the bottom of the picture. Add rats in it. Make it look more like a painting of Jeroen Bosch
Prompt: Make the blue and red colors fighting with each other. An aggressive confrontation between good and evil. Red represents devils, blue the angels
Prompt: Make the blue colors look like a brain with electric impulses in purple trying to escape the red boundary of this drawing.
The purple figure below with his pink arms in the sky must look like a desperate one.
Prompt: OverzichtSongtekstenVideo'sLuisteren
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: Pilate's Dream
Liedje van Andrew Lloyd Webber
OverzichtSongtekstenVideo'sLuisteren
I dreamed I met a Galilean
A most amazing man
He had that look you very rarely find
The haunting, hunted kind
I asked him to say what had happened
How it all began?
I asked again, he never said a word
As if he hadn't heard
And next, the room was full of
Wild and angry men
They seemed to hate this man
They fell on him, and then disappeared again
Then I saw thousands of millions
Crying for this man
And then I heard them mentioning my name
And leaving me the blame
Prompt: Be a voice not an echo.
In a world of whispers, rise and speak,
A voice unique, no echoes weak.
Forge your path where none have tread,
Let your thoughts be boldly spread.
In shadows where the echoes hide,
Step into light, with strength and pride.
Be the voice that breaks the mold,
A story new, a truth untold.
Echoes fade in time's embrace,
But voices leave a lasting trace.
So dare to dream, to shout, to show,
Be a voice, let your spirit glow.
Prompt: Gluttony: overconsumption, usually of food or drink. “The virtue of temperance disposes us to avoid every kind of excess: the abuse of food, alcohol, tobacco or medicine”
Prompt: The Lie said to the Truth, "Let's take a bath together, the well water is very nice."
The Truth, still suspicious, tested the water and found out it was nice. So they undressed and took their bath.
But suddenly, the Lie leaped out of the water and fled, wearing the clothes of the Truth. The Truth, furious, climbed out of the well to get her clothes back.
But the world, upon seeing the naked Truth, looked away with anger and contempt.
Poor Truth returned to the well and disappeared forever, hiding her shame.
Since then, the Lie runs around the world dressed as the Truth,and the society is very happy.. because the world has no desire to know the naked Truth
Prompt: I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or a dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me
Back in the womb it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me
Now the world is gone, I'm just one
Oh God, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, help me
Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell
Prompt: Exclusion, inclusion. Who do you allow in and who doesn't? Where are you allowed and where are you not? As a social being, these are mechanisms that guide you. Wanting to belong somewhere, your own club where places are scarce. Getting along well. At work, at school, in the neighborhood, as a country. Can anyone join in?
There is order now. Children have this much less. They are curious about what is happening around them. They slowly learn the mores of the clubs. Do they still want to belong or not? Are you a free spirit looking for space and wanting to be alone or a fearful spirit that does not know whether it will be possible to fit in and then prefers loneliness to disappointment?
The huiskamerartiest felt this in his drawing.
Prompt: "De kwestie is dat u anderen ziet zoals u dénkt dat ze zijn. En anderen zien u, zoals zij dénken dat u bent. Iedereen is maar een verzinsel van degene die hij ontmoet!"
Prompt: Vanuit kikker perspectief kijkt een pion omhoog naar de andere schaakstukken in het spel. Ze hebben allemaal gezichten.
De witte schaakstukken kijken boos naar de zwarte stukken.
De stukken staan zoals bij aanvang van het spel.
Het schaakbord staat in een oude victoriaanse kamer.
Door de ramen schijnt vaal zonlicht naar binnen.
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: 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: 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: A Steampunk machine is driving through a beautiful landscape. Black smoke comes out of the chimney.
On the machine are dollar and euro signs in gold.
In the machine behind a window you see a big fat man with a high head and a cigar in his mouth smiling.
Behind the machine everything is destroyed.
Before the machine you see animals and birds running and flying away.
Prompt: A man is standing in the middle of a room on a big brain. He is attached to the brain with big chains on his wrist. His face express power to escape from the chains.
Out of the brain are coming blood vessels in red and blue going over the ground to the walls where the go up to pictures hanging on the wall with horrible images.
Also are nerves coming out of the brain. They all go through a hole in the ground with steel bars.
There are no windows and the only light is coming from a light bulb hanging above the man.
Prompt: A man tries to hide large yellow colored letters "TRUTH" under a purple rag with dirty stains and holes. The letters are still visible and legible. The man looks around anxiously. In the background, young people in skate clothing are watching with skateboards in their hands. On the wall behind them is a graffiti that reads "justice"
Prompt: Lost in thought, a man walks to the end of a graffiti-filled tunnel. At the end, a warm light shines. Far behind the man lie old, broken backpacks. Closer to the man lie newer backpacks. One of them is purple. Small lights hang from the ceiling of the tunnel, illuminating the tunnel in rainbow colors.
Prompt: Make the purple figure look like a wizard who is making magical things happen. Like a portal to another universe. In the middle of the circle a creature appears.
The red color drawing is looking more like ghosts flying around the portal
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.