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: Just get away. All of you can is disappear for all I care I don't feel like learning to be good I'll end up in the gutter anyway Children don't want to play with me Call me a rat and point at me The only one I care about He's never there, that's my dad My mother can't stand me I never do anything right for her I don't even have to ask for love Swearing is all she does No wonder my dad went sailing I wasn't allowed to come along, I'm too small I have to do it on my own Until he comes back someday If only I had someone to love Two soft arms around me That would always protect me I feel so damn alone Maybe when dad is on the ship When he's back from the sea He says again, listen Cis Why don't you come with me I'm only a child after all I can't do it all alone Maybe I'll find happiness someday But how that's a big problem If only I had someone to love Two soft arms around me That would always protect me I feel so damn alone
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: 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: 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: 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: Each year they parade her about, The traditional Halloween witch. Misshapen green face, stringy scraps of hair, A toothless mouth beneath her disfigured nose. Gnarled knobby fingers twisted into a claw protracting form. A bent and twisted torso that lurches about on wobbly legs.
Most think this is abject image to be the creation of a prejudiced mind or merely a Halloween caricature, I disagree, I believe this to be how witches were really seen.
Consider that most witches were women, were abducted in the night and smuggled into dungeons or prisons under secrecy of darkness and presented by the light of day as a confessed witch.
Few, if any saw a frightened normal looking woman being dragged into a secret room filled with instruments of torture, to be questioned until she confessed to anything that was suggested to her, and to give names or say whatever would stop the questions.
Crowds saw the aberration denounced to the world as a self-proclaimed witch. As the witch was paraded through the town, in route to be burned, hanged, drowned, stoned, or disposed of in various, horrible ways, all created to free and save her soul from her depraved body.
The jeering crowds viewed the result of hours of torture. The face, bruised and broken by countless blows, bore a hue of sickly green. The once warm and loving smile gone, replaced by a grimace of broken teeth, and torn gums that leer beneath a battered disfigured nose.
The disheveled hair conceals bleeding gaps of torn scalp from whence cruel hands had torn away the lovely tresses. Broken, twisted hands clutched the wagon for support. Fractured fingers locked like cropping claws to steady her broken body.
All semblance of humanity gone. This was truly a demon, a bride of Satan, a witch.
I revere this Halloween Witch and hold her sacred. I honor her courage and listen to her warnings of the dark side of humanity.
Each year I shed tears of respect.
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 shiny golden spider web hangs above a blue velvety background. A silver shiny spider sits in the middle of the web. A purple shiny fly with red compound eyes is stuck in the web
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 knight standing on a hill top Sword in his left hand. Blood is on it. A round shield with the warning sign of radioactive material on it. Everything of the armor is rusty He is surrounded by evil creatures in all kind of metallic colors Some have big jaws Some have evil claws Some have big scary eyes Some have spiderlike legs The sky is filled with purple clouds There is lightning Beneath the clouds a orange sun shines on the landscape filled with stones from a destroyed castle. The Knight is ready to fight for glory From an other hill the grim reaper is waiting for the Knight to die
Prompt: in a large empty round room there is a large coffee machine in the middle of the room. You can tap coffee all around. There are lots of people chatting standing in a circle around the coffee machine. There is an comic style elephant sitting on top of the coffee machine.
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: Fly straight with perfection
Find me a new direction
You never realized the things they said
We'll never realize until we're dead
The fires they burned along the coast of triumphs
The ebony embittered souls of children
We'll seek another way before too long
But will you stop my wind before I'm gone
And when you find me all alone
Your world has never been my own
And when you find me
And when you find me all alone
Your world has never been my own
My friend you're black and when you fly you're wild
I am white sometimes I behave just like a child
The northern seas are cold but they're our own
We'll sail your southern seas before too long
When I was a viking
My friend he was the raven
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: 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: 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: 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: A man walks along a road, people of all ages and small children are walking next to him. Behind him on the road at different distances people are standing still and looking at the man who is walking further. The landscape consists of buildings that get older the further back they are. In the background there are ruins. Above all those people colorful strings hang down from the sky. On the left and right are large speakers that vibrate to the gabber music that comes out of them.
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: A little boy and girl stand hand in hand looking down a street with grey and dark rubble of broken buildings on the left and right. It is raining and the streets are covered with puddles. The sky is full of dark clouds. It is a dark and gloomy scene.
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.
Prompt: An old man with number 67 on his back runs towards a finish. Before the finish everything is dry and grey. Behind the finish stand colourfully dressed men, women and happy children.
Prompt: A man is fighting with a horrible snake who is spitting poisson all around. The tail of the snake is curling around the man's body. 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 fighting before a big old tree.
The man has a big axe with which he is chopping the snake. The snake is bleeding.
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takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
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Deep Dream
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