Prompt: The situation is incomplete, but the chaos of the past is giving way to order—the goal is in sight. Nevertheless, you are still treading on thin ice. Though the way ahead is unobstructed and the goal is clear, a cautious and careful attitude is still important, lest you slip and fall.
Prompt: Just wondering if I can and will be waiting for the right moment. I Don't forgive I Don't forget. Perhaps karma is more Mercy full.
Perhaps I should be glad I am not the same as those who can do wrong without remorse.
What to do?
It is not only about me but also because of the ones they can hurt in the future.
Prompt: A blue ghostly angel fights and wrestels wildly with a red devil. Blue and red clouds surround them in a Misty fog. From the clouds purple scared demons with yellow eyes fly in all directions. The sky in the background is gray, black cloudy. In these clouds is an opening where a bright light shines down on the fighters.
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: Design a 6th generation fighter jet plane. Invisible to radar. Flying in the air with condensation trails against an orange light of a setting sun. Give the appearance a Dutch design. With red, white, blue and orange details. Incorporate gold and silver elements in details.
Add weapons in the weapon Bays.
Prompt: While listening to an old playlist on Spotify, I also come across music that matched that period. It was the early days of Spotify for me. I collected music like a kid in a candy store. It was also the time of dance parties where gabber, hardstyle, house, acid and so on were played. I learned that besides beautiful memories there was also another side. A certain part of the youth used all kinds of pills, as still happens today. One of the drugs causes users to have chewing jaws. I have all the letters of the alphabet in one bag several times. The word knaag (gawn) came up when I had random letters that I associated with the music. The beautiful memories are created by the people with whom you took on the challenges.
The domino represents the idea that the fall of the first stone causes a series of stones to fall, in which events are in fact already determined. If you reason back in time, that logical order is there. In a program on Discovery (seconds before disaster), events that ultimately lead to a disaster are followed back in time, with the disaster presented as a fait accompli as the result of falling dominoes.
As a human being, only the present is a reality. The past exists only in our memory and the future in our imagination.
The huiskamerartiest has created a reality on paper. How it came about is in my memory. What ultimately happens to it is an interesting question. There comes a time when both I and the drawing no longer exist. Did it really happen?
Prompt: An old man walks a road
Looking back on the track and sees devestation as the final destination. Angels in the sky with swords of fire look at a crowd of desperate people. To late to save their souls.
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: A man in a straitjacket is strapped to a steampunk machine operated by two idiots with blonde hair and orange skin. They are wearing clothes in red, black and white. Red, white and black cables run across the ground from the Steampunk machine to sewers on the ground. Rats crawl up from these wells.
Thick as a brick Celestial Fusion: Nature's Surreal Harmony
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Prompt: Really don't mind if you sit this one out
My words but a whisper your deafness a shout
I may make you feel but I can't make you think
Your sperm's in the gutter, your love's in the sink
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
You make all your animal deals and
Your wise men don't know how it feels
To be thick as a brick
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
The tidal destruction, the moral melee
The elastic retreat rings the close of play
As the last wave uncovers the newfangled way
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
Your suntan does rapidly peel and
Your wise men don't know how it feels
To be thick as a brick
And the love that I feel, is so far away
I'm a bad dream that I just had today and you
Shake your head and
Say it's a shame
Spin me back down the years
And the days of my youth
Draw the lace and black curtains
And shut out the whole truth
Spin me down the long ages, let them sing the song
Prompt: A steampunk like machine with black smoke is standing in a desolated landscape.
In the front is standing a man with a big hammer.
On top of the machine a fat man in a expensive suite and a big cigar in his mouth watched with fear to the man in the front.
The sky is filled with red clouds.
Prompt: If you see me walking down the streets
And I start to cry
Each time we meet
Walk on by
Aahh walk on by
Make believe
I can see the tears
Now let me grieve in private
'Cause each time I see you
I just want to cry
Walk on by
I just can't get over losing you
And so if I seem so broken in pieces
Walk on by
Aah walk on by
With foolish pride
If I can't see the tears
Let me hide
From the tears and the sadness
When you said goodbye
Walk on by
Just go for a stroll in the trees
Walk on by
Aahh walk on by
And make believe
That I can't see the tears
Now let me grieve in private
'Cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
Walk on by
Prompt: Make this drawing look like a space ship .
Add steampunk elements and make the colors more metallic.
Make the purple figures look more like astronauts.
Prompt: See the leaves how slow they tumble down
Covering the green and yellow lawn
As proof of what has been and what will come
Enjoying hazy lights of early dawn
It ain't good enough, good enough
Good enough to try and not succeed, succeed
Anger never dies
It's part of life
It's part of you
The end will cease the fire
And make us accept
We tend to lose
See the tears how slow they tumble down
Covering believe in empty vows
As proof of what has been and what will be
Alcohol puts us both to sleep
It ain't good enough, good enough
Good enough to try and not succeed, succeed
Anger never dies
It's part of life
It's part of you
The end will cease the fire
And make us accept
We tend to lose
Anger never dies
It's part of life
It's part of you
The end will cease the fire
And make us accept
We tend to lose
Anger never dies
It's part of live
It's part of you
The end will cease the fire
And make us accept
We tend to lose
We tend to lose
Prompt: A man stands in a large steampunk metal circle. His feet are attached to the bottom with cuffs. His arms are tied with chains to the side of the circle. Around the circle is all kinds of steampunk equipment. A fat man wearing posh clothes and a top hat stands at a control panel. He has a big cigar in his mouth.
Prompt: A shape became a deer. Nothing more to do, I think. I did add some doodle plants. It was almost finished weeks ago, but then came busyness, vacation, and a brief moment where I didn't feel like drawing. The huiskamerartiest was empty for a moment. Sometimes it seems like you've already thought and figured everything out and come full circle. Patterns repeat like fractals. In space and time, we are ultimately nothing more than a single, briefly bright point that slowly fades away. Undulating through eternity, only visible when someone is looking.
Prompt: God said, “I command the ocean to be full of living creatures, and I command birds to fly above the earth.” So God made the giant sea monsters and all the living creatures that swim in the ocean. He also made every kind of bird. God looked at what he had done, and it was good. Then he gave the living creatures his blessing—he told the ocean creatures to increase and live everywhere in the ocean and the birds to increase everywhere on earth. Evening came, then morning—that was the fifth day.
Prompt: A man is stuck to his middle in brown 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 where green gas is coming out. Between the trees are filthy brown demons with red eyes. There mouths are filled with sharp tooths.
Prompt: Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.
Prompt: Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya
Here come the morning that I say goodbye
But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason
Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya
Here come the morning that'll say goodbye
But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason
See the stones coming at my window
See they left man no protection
Tell his family that he won't be ok
K-I-L-L!
Check the angles from both forces
Overcome by the need to fight it
Fight it, fight it, fight it, fight it
Fight it, fight it, fight it, fight it
Fight it, fight it, fight it, fight it
Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya
Here come the morning that I say goodbye
But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason
Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya
Here come the morning that I say goodbye
But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason
I hear the sounds all around
Here come the morning that I say goodbye to ya
Here come the morning that I say goodbye
But I don't turn around 'cause the reason is treason
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: Darkness is surrounding a man who is crouched sitting on the ground. An angel with a golden shine around her head is whispering in the ears of the manAt 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: Born to push you around
Better just stay down
You pull away
He hits the flesh
You hit the ground
Mouth so full of lies
Tend to block your eyes
Just keep them closed
Keep praying
Just keep awaiting
Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When they stand up and feel the warmth
But the sunshine never comes, no
No, the sunshine never comes
Push you cross that line
Just stay down this time
Hide in yourself
Crawl in yourself
You'll have your time
God, I'll make them pay
Take it back one day
I'll end this day
I'll splatter color on this grave
Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When they stand up and feel the warmth
But the sunshine never comes
Love is a four letter word
And never spoken here
Love is a four letter word
Here in this prison
I suffer this no longer
I'll put an end to
This I swear
This I swear
The sun will shine
Prompt: Totally exhausted a man is sitting on the ground in his office.
His desk has two monitors on witch are images of hell.
All the walls are filled with books and al kind of stuff.
A lamp gives a yellow light on the man on the ground. He is watching with empty eyes.
A window gives a view of a street with trees with leaves falling down. The sky is grey.
Prompt: In the dessert A man is crowling through the sand Very thirsty The sun shines like a copper disk in the sky A vulture is waiting on a pile of bones. At the horizon a mushroom cloud of an atomic bomb is rising in the sky.
Prompt: on an old brick wall there is a large black wet paint spot with splashes in all directions. The text: "KARMA" is written in gold letters. On the ground in front of it are ten empty dented spray cans. To the side stands an old man wearing a gas mask and a spray can in his hand.
Prompt: With that reference in mind, "Zeit" is about the cyclical nature of humanity. In the "Zeit" video, the sands of time pour upon a group of blindfolded women who are giving birth. But the sands of time also swallow the members of Rammstein, perhaps depicting time as the bringer of both life and death. The sands of time also surround Rammstein’s caricature of the Grim Reaper, who can been seen holding the newborn children. Death is inevitable, thus the Reaper has us from the moment we’re born.
Time life death
Prompt: A man is stuck to his middle in yellow 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 blue demons with yellow eyes. There mouths are filled with sharp tooths.
Prompt: A man is sitting in his atelier making doodle drawings.
He has a big headphone on his head and is listening heavy metal music.
In the room music notes are floating around.
The walls are filled with books, records and a lot of other collected items.
A big candle stands in the room with a big purple flame.
The corners in the room have steel beams with screws.
On the floor little fairy like creatures are walking around.
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.