Prompt: A man is standing in front of a horrible snake who is spitting poisson all around.
The tail of the snake is curling around the man
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 standing before a big old tree.
Prompt: Adrian Monk, played by Tony Shalhoub, is the title character and protagonist of the USA Network television series "Monk." He is a renowned former homicide detective for the San Francisco Police Department.
Monk's life took a tragic turn when his wife Trudy was murdered in a car bomb, leaving him with an intensified obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) and multiple phobias. These conditions led to his suspension from the police department.
Despite his challenges, Monk possesses an extraordinary ability to observe minute details and solve complex crimes. He works as a private police homicide consultant, using his unique perspective to assist the San Francisco Police Department in solving cases.
Monk's character is a fascinating blend of brilliance and eccentricity. His OCD manifests in various ways, such as an obsessive need for order, cleanliness, and specific routines. He also suffers from a multitude of phobias, ranging from common fears like germs and heights to more unusual ones like milk and balloons.
Despite his challenges, Monk's determination to overcome his fears and return to his former glory as a detective drives the series. He undergoes therapy with Dr. Neven Bell, aiming to regain control of his life and potentially be reinstated as a police detective.
Monk's journey is filled with humor, heart, and suspense as he navigates his personal struggles while solving intricate crimes. His unique perspective and unwavering dedication to justice make him a beloved and iconic character in television history.
Prompt: From orbit, the endless conflicts of humankind vanished. There were no borders, no nations, no politics. Only a fragile blue world, suspended in silence, surrounded by infinite darkness.
“From space,” he said, “everything we fight over just disappears. You see how meaningless our divisions are — and how deeply connected everything truly is.”
He described the experience as both breathtaking and heartbreaking — a moment of awakening. A realization that humanity is living an illusion, chasing power and wealth while neglecting the very home that gives us life.
Astronauts call it the Overview Effect — a profound shift in awareness that transforms how they see the world, forever.
Perhaps, he reflected, the real mission for humanity isn’t to explore new worlds… but to return to this one — with open eyes, open hearts, and a renewed sense of unity.
Prompt: A baby in a space suit flies through space and is still connected to its mother by the umbilical cord, who is also floating in space. In the background you can see the globe with the North Pole in the picture.
Prompt: Make an old wall filled with all kinds of graffiti. As a final graffiti, spray the text: "youw verhaal" in blue, light blue and dark green on the wall in thick letters.
A little bit of paint is dripping down.
On the ground in front are empty spray cans and an old backpack. Also an old ghetto blaster.
Prompt: Make a collection of 10 glass bubbles that are connected by glass corridors through which all kinds of colored liquids flow and mixed colors are created in the bubbles. Place the bubbles in a steampunk scaffolding that supports the bubbles. Place the whole thing in a large political dome room
Prompt: The little girl looks around. Inquisitive, curious, but cautious. Around her, adults sit in a circle with chairs, chatting. Children's toys hang on the wall of the room. A mobile with clowns hangs on the ceiling.
Prompt: You said it right there THE POET CREATES, not a machine ... which is why there are NO poetry magazines that allow any AI generated poems ... I know this because I am a poet and artist. I find it insulting that someone talks to a machine to get am image because they are too untalented to make the art themselves
Prompt: Oh!
Hello!
Have you ever thought as the hearse goes by
That you may be the next to die?
They wrap you in a big white sheet
And then they burry you eight feet deep*
And then
Your casket begins to leak!
Ah ha!*
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
The worms play pinochle on your snout
Your liver turns a slimy green
And pus runs out like big whipped cream
Your eyeballs, they turn to cherry red*
And that's what you look like when you are dead
Prompt: A building made of stones. The word "lie" is written on each stone. On top of the building sits a dilapidated old man with an angry look in his eyes. The building casts a shadow over a very large stone in the foreground with the word: "truth" A small child sits on this stone with a happy look in his eyes.
Prompt: A man is walking to the front of this image with confidence and bravery.
Behind him you see people in despair. They are laying on the ground. There arms are reaching towards the man in the front.
Totally in the back you see a big purple brick wall with a graffiti with the text: "Karma"
Prompt: A king with an orange face and a golden crown filled with red elements sits on a large mountain of bananas. Around him, monkeys with wings fly around.
Prompt: A male face watching in a mirror while screaming with madness.
His arms are up and his hands are fist.
He has old cloths with holes and stitches.
Out of the holes you see demons crawling outside.
They have purple eyes.
On the floor is a big purple stain with paint exploding in al directions.
Prompt: A devastated landscape with thousands of grave stones till the horizon. Between the stones are old dead trees. At the front is an angel on her knees crying because of all the wasted lives. At the horizon a big mushroom cloud is raising up in a red and yellow lighted sky.
The light throws shadows over the graves and the angle.
Prompt: Today in science we learned that you can never gain cold, you can only have an absence of heat; and it made me think that maybe hatred doesn't exist, and there's only an absence of love.
Prompt: Little children dance ballet among the ruins of a war-torn city. The sun shines through the holes in the walls on the dancing children. The sky is bright blue. In the foreground, bright flowers carefully emerge from the dust.
Prompt: six witches together prepare a very strange soup. They dance around the kettle, but what bad luck, one takes a sip, Floep, now she's gone! Spider head with Brussels sprouts, charnel with candy! That soup is not good yet, something needs to be added. Black cat hair! A fresh counterworm A green snot bubble wart scraping A few rabbit droppings A little bit of athlete's foot.
Prompt: Make an old man looking like a Terminator damaged by attacks so you can see the metal skeleton and one red eye.
In his hands he is carrying a shotgun.
Prompt: A man stands between many large bubbles that have different colors like soap bubbles. From these bubbles come hands that try to pull the man into their bubble. Around the scene are all kinds of houses from different cultures.
Prompt: A man is pulling at the bottom of a tower on the rope of a big church bell.It is in a round brick tower.
The bell is falling down with high speed towards the man.
In the top of the tower you see a man with a axe who has cut the rope.
The man has an evil look in his eye and is dressed like a ceo.
Around the scene demons are flying round with big claws and green eyes.
Prompt: A man watching little humans go around in circles without learning and becoming better.
Mistakes just keep on happening. Beneath the circles you see toy soldiers, toy tanks, toy planes and bags of money.
In the air there are a smiling angel and a smiling demon with a trophy in his hand watching the stupidity of the human kind.
They have been giving the freedom of choice and every time the bad choices cause disaster. A little time the good choices creates a new balance untill evil strikes again.
A never ending loop of sadness and sorrow
Prompt: Then you look around and realize that your opinion and story on the internet has the same impact as a sidewalk tile lying somewhere on the globe. What emotion does justice to this realization? I can perhaps fill the void in this doodle one day. Where actions can make the world a better place, do your best. In history, the shades of black, red and white have become symbols of a regime that plunged the world into darkness and was doomed to perish. Truth, recognition, repentance, forgiveness and redemption gave hope for a better world. The makeable world, as the huiskamerartiest sometimes says. The belief that it could really work. Looking for similarities instead of differences. Gloomy? Certainly! But in darkness, light stands out better. No spotlights at the moment, but all the little points of light like at a concert like stars in the sky.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is crouched sitting on the ground.
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.
Prompt: From the brown ground rise yellow-red tendrils that enter human bodies through body openings. Above them fly black demons with large red eyes and a mouth full of sharp teeth and green dripping slime. On a mountain, people dressed in white and blue robes watch this scene. Up in the sky filled with thunderclouds, the sun shines, reaching the ground with broken rays.
Prompt: Daar lig je dan bedolven door het gestuifde zand,
niet ver van de kust ben je voor het laatst geland.
Je vleugels gespreid, je vlees aan het verdwijnen,
lig je daar langzaam te rotten en weg te kwijnen.
Voorheen kwam je voorbij op de golven van de wind,
boven de zee en een zandkasteel bouwend kind.
Net zo vergankelijk als het kasteel bij opkomend vloed,
Verdwijn je langzaam bij roodwordend zonnegloed.
Prompt: A man stands in the middle of a room. In it are more people who have turned there back to him.
Through windows you see people look inside waving to the man in the middle.
On the floor you see all kinds of documents in a disordered way.
On the wall are photos of a time long ago.
On the ceiling a single bulb is spreading a warm light.
Prompt: A man surrounded by colourful bubbels of glass with little female elfs inside is floating in the sky.
The man is also shining with a bright aura making the bubbles light up in a fantastic way.
Happiness is coming sparkling out of the image.
Prompt: A big elephant is sitting on his bottom on a round table.
Around him people are sitting on chairs talking to each other.
The people are sitting in the light.
The elephant is sitting in the dark.
The elephant has big eyes.
The room in which they are has windows on all sides.
Prompt: There are two empty trenches looking like those in a war. Between those trenches is a higher park-like terrain. There stands a large silver shiny referee whistle. In the trenches are no people but unorganized piles of thick law books and folders with papers. On the terrain between the trenches men and women are standing chatting happily with each other. Clouds in the shape of a large letter M hang above the terrain and the sun casts a shadow in the shape of an M on the terrain.
Prompt: I continued thinking about my previous drawing. Who are you (or have you become)? How much influence do others play, where a kind of mirror is held up to you, but at the same time you're mirroring yourself against the image you have of yourself. What influence does the development of your brain play in this? The highways that are built to handle all input energy efficiently. The parts of the brain that want to help you survive. First react, then think. Fight, flight, freeze, and these days, even fawn. The latter ensures that you adapt extremely to the threat.
I think a beautiful description of life is: Born, WTF, Death.
Now I'm still pretty much in WTF mode and trying to understand what it's all about. Surprise, disappointment, resignation, anger, and so on are all there. By the time you think you understand, your time is almost up. Finiteness is the only certainty.
Prompt: A man is stuck to his middle in purple 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 demons with green eyes. There mouths are filled with sharp tooths.
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.
