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: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: Een man staat in het midden van een kamer.
Uit hem komen allemaal infuus slangen en kabels. Deze zijn verbonden met allemaal andere mensen.
Deze zuigen de energie uit de man die vermoeid en uitgemergeld is.
Aan de wanden hangen foto's van familie, collega's, vrienden en bekenden.
Door een raam schijnt een avondrood zonnetje naar binnen.
Op de grond hangt een vage witte mist.
Aan het plafond hangt een ouderwetse lamp die een geel licht schijnt op de mensen eronder.
Prompt: Blue, Blue, My World Is Blue
Blue Is My World Now I'm Without You
Gray, Gray, My Life Is Gray
Cold Is My Heart Since You Went Away
Red, Red, My Eyes Are Red
Crying For You Alone In My Bed
Green, Green, My Jealous Heart
I Doubted You And Now We're Apart
When We Met How The Bright Sun Shone
Then Love Died, Now The Rainbow Is Gone
Black, Black, The Nights I've Known
Longing For You So Lost And Alone
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.
Prompt: Alas and woe, moaning and groaning. Life is not going well for the man. Dressed like a clochard, he sits on a large stone in front of a deep, dark cave and stares into space. White smoke comes out of the cave and stays low to the ground. Small aliens with green skin and big blue eyes walk among the plumes of smoke. A saucer-shaped UFO hangs high in the dark sky.
Prompt: Slowly the old man sinks into a pool of mud. A lot of snake like tentacles emerge from the pool and grab the man and pull him down. He looks up resignedly at a fading light that rises to a blue-gray sky filled with small green demons with bright red eyes high in the sky
Prompt: Make the photo more mysterious.
Make more contrast
Add depth
Keep the shapes
Put Alice in Wonderland to it with her blue dress
And the Rabbit with a clock
On the ground a lot of blue and red pills
In the sky an angel like is flying
Prompt: Black night is not right
I don't feel so bright
I don't care to sit tight
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home
I don't need a dark tree
I don't want a rough sea
I can't feel, I can't see
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home
Black night, black night
I don't need black night
I can't see dark night
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home
Prompt: Four children dressed as the horsemen of the apocalypse ride on toy horses. A black, a red, a white and a pale one. They drive through a fairytale landscape. There are a lot of skulls among all the flowers on the ground.
In the background you see an angel with a flaming sword.
Prompt: A wind is blowing from left to right and takes the elements of the drawing with it.
It is crumbling down like dust in the wind.
The red is a rusty iron construction letting go what is in top of it.
Prompt: The old man opens his eyes. Tears are going slowly over his cheeks.
Watching to a world that didn't change a bit.
All efforts have made no difference.
The people of the world are not capable to defeat the evil hooked up in men.
To destroy evil you have to become evil yourself.
All is just going in a endless spiral of building and destruction again and again and again.
The sky is dark filled with dark clouds filled with demons with claws instead of fingers. There green eyes are lightening up the clouds.
Prompt: A big turtle with on his back a happy little child is walking at a beach. In the sea you see a whale watching the turtle on the beach.
A sun is going down spreading a red glow on the waves of the sea
The Journey of Seasons: A Life's Path Anger never dies
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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: Een man staat aan het strand met een bal zand in zijn hand.
Gekneed uit zand en water om het te bewaren voor later.
Eens was dat zand een door oerkrachten gevormde grote berg, die langzaam versleet door lucht en wind.
Door rivieren vervoert, kwam wat eens een massa van betekenis was het zand op een verlaten strand.
In de handen van de man kwam het zand weer bij elkaar om te dromen van een ver verleden even tot een verhaal gekneed in het heden.
Zoals een droom langzaam wegglijd uit je bewustzijn als je ontwaakt, verdween de bal zand uit de hand toen deze door zeewater werd geraakt.
Prompt: If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe
That you don't see the tears
Just let me grieve
In private 'cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
And walk on by
(Don't stop)
And walk on by
(Don't stop)
And walk on by
I just can't get over losing you
And so if I seem broken and blue
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goodbye
Walk on by
And walk on by
And walk by
(Don't stop)
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goodbye
Walk on by
(Don't stop)
And walk on by
(Don't stop)
And walk by
(Don't stop)
Prompt: A man is watching how alien robots with six legs are walking through a destroyed landscape sending laserbeams to surviving live.
The man is holding a mirror to reflect the laserbeams back to the aliens.
The sky is filled with smoke raising up from burning buildings.
Planet Claire B52 Glamorous Retro Lady in Futuristic City
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Prompt: She came from Planet Claire
I knew she came from there
She drove a Plymouth Satellite
A-faster than the speed of light
Planet Claire has pink air
All the trees are red
No one ever dies there
No one has a head
Some say she's from Mars
Or one of the seven stars that shine after three-thirty in the morning
Well, she isn't!
She came from Planet Claire
Prompt: A man has an green protective suit on. He has a gasmask on his face with a long tube connected to a backpack. On his feet he has red rubber boots.
In his hands he has a big raygun looking very futuristic.
On the ground are laying barrels of radioactive waste and biohazard material. The signs are on the barrel.
A yellow fluid with up popping bubbles floats between the barrels. Purple smoke is rising up from the floor to the sky.
Little monsters with claws and big blue eyes are sitting on the barrels.
Prompt: Split personality
Revenge, anger, issues, adrenaline, hate, anxious, madness, sick
Sad, lonely, left behind,
Just let karma do the work, stay warm, sweet, loved, no change, trust
Walk the road
Prompt: A silver ball falls into a golden liquid. The golden liquid splashes upwards in creamy droplets. In the golden liquid, circles go outwards from the centre. A point-shaped light source provides reflections on the silver and gold. A purple round-headed creature with red eyes rises from the liquid.
Prompt: Started differently than usual with lines made of dashes. Boxes are created and I started filling them with colors and doodles. The huiskamerartiest feels watched by the drawing. Reflections of thinking. Mirrored feelings. DNA strings that form your body and brains that prepare to be inhabited by your thoughts, your feelings, your memories, built from what all your senses experience, interpret and let it learn. On the way to where the body can no longer accommodate what you have collected as a soul. Just heard that we are all droplets that rise from a large mass and eventually return there.
Prompt: Who are the ones who need an intervention.
The victims of the behaviour or the ones causing the suffering? Aren't they sick in there heads?
The law cannot always protect people because the actions are only moral dispicable.
Does our society not need better moral standards?
Making the live of the most people better.
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 hand just barely sticks out of a pool of quicksand surrounded by ghostly roots and branches. Gas from the quicksand bubbles up. At the edge of the swamp is an old wooden sign with the alpha omega sign on it. The beginning and the end. This scene is lit by a full moon that casts shadows from the trees onto the ground.
Prompt: The ovum 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.
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.
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