Prompt: Harry and me, we live in a dream
With a friend like him, I don't need enemies
I don't know where morning is
It might not come today
That's the trouble when Harry's around
He forces me to play
I should have refused to meet this midnight cheat
He likes to prey on my mind with his own special treat
I don't know when morning comes
It might not come today
Harry likes to play all night
I'll do what Harry says
Don't bring Harry
I don't need him around
Don't bring Harry
I don't need him around
Ah, you've met Harry
I can see by your eyes
If once there was life there
Now there's compromise
Harry is a beast of luxury
He just wants my body and soul
Leaves the bones behind
Ah, you've met Harry
I can see by your eyes
If once there was action
Now there is no life
Don't bring Harry
I don't need him around
Don't bring Harry
I don't need him around
Prompt: Duch of the terrace never grew up
I hope she never will
Broken-down TV sits in the corner
Pictures standing still
Standing still
Duch of the terrace knows all her heritage
Says she's Henry's kid
Knows all her history in the family
Needs a man, god forbid
God forbid
And it sounds like an empty house
Standing still
And it's quieter than a mouse
Standing still
Duch of the terrace never grew up
I hope she never will
Says she's an heiress, sits in her terrace
Says she's got time to kill
Time to kill
And the Rodneys are queuing up
God forbid
And they all want to win the cup
God forbid
Duchess, duchess
Duchess, duchess
Duchess, duchess
And the Rodneys are queuing up
God forbid
And the Rodneys are queuing up
God forbid
And the Rodneys are queuing up
God forbid
Prompt: A man is walking away from a wall behind him. It is made with big old stones. Behind the wall a purple light shines high in the sky and lights up the clouds. He is walking away from it with the wall behind him.The man wears black clothes. On his shirt is the letter omega in the color yellow. He looks with a bit of sadness and relief. Leaving behind a broken Dream. He walks on a reflecting thin layer of clear water towards a better understanding of the future.
Prompt: A man has build a wall behind him with big stones.
Behind the wall a purple light shines high in the sky and lights up the clouds.
He is walking away from it. The man wears black clothes. On his shirt is the letter omega in the color yellow.
He looks toward the viewer of the image.
He walks on a reflecting thin layer of clear water.
Prompt: From high in the sky you watch down to see the next view:
Above old ruïnes a man is floating in the sky.
Between al the ruïnes you see clear bright water mirroring the bright sky.
The ruïnes are covered with plants. It is peaceful. The sky is blue.
The landscape is really peaceful.
Prompt: They say you're only as old as you feel.
Well I feel like I've been exhumed from the tombs of Egypt, given a cup of coffee and been sent to work.
Prompt: From high in the sky watch down to see the next. Above old ruïnes a man is flying down as if there is no gravity. Between al the ruïnes you see clear bright water. The ruïnes are covered with plants. It is peaceful. The sky is blue.
Prompt: From high in the sky watch down to see the next.
Above old ruïnes a man is flying. Between al the ruïnes you see clear bright water. The ruïnes are covered with plants. It is peaceful. The sky is blue.
Prompt: High above old ruïnes a man is flying like a superhero
Between al the ruïnes you see clear bright water.
The ruïnes are covered with plants.
It is peaceful.
The sky is blue.
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: 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: A man is flying above ruins. They are covered with plants. Water is between all the piles of stones.
The sky is blue and bright.
Nobody else is left.
The man is the last of mankind.
He is not longer sad. It was al predicted. In the blue sky a wormhole opens. Inside it an angel is waiting for the last of a failed kind.
Prompt: Make a picture of a giraffe that lives in the sea. No leggs. Just fins and a fish tail. A long neck and giraffe print.
Let it swim in the sea
Surrounded with little children mermaids.
Prompt: Jeremy Griffith ziet menselijk gedrag als een resultaat van een evolutieproces. Volgens hem zijn we niet van nature slecht, maar hebben we door de ontwikkeling van ons bewustzijn een soort 'mentale crisis' gekregen. Deze crisis ontstaat doordat we onze instinctieve, coöperatieve natuur in conflict brengen met ons vermogen tot abstract denken.
Griffith stelt dat we ons competitieve en agressieve gedrag vaak toeschrijven aan onze 'primitieve' instincten, maar dat dit niet klopt. In plaats daarvan is het volgens hem het gevolg van onze pogingen om ons eigen gedrag te rationaliseren en te begrijpen in een wereld die vaak onlogisch en onrechtvaardig lijkt.
Door inzicht te krijgen in deze 'menselijke conditie', gelooft Griffith dat we ons gedrag kunnen veranderen en een meer harmonieuze samenleving kunnen creëren. Zijn theorieën zijn controversieel, maar hebben wel een grote groep aanhangers die op zoek zijn naar een verklaring voor het lijden in de wereld.
Prompt: As a hermit in a cave, a man looks from the entrance in a valley. It is a world he has left behind. To much to see, hear, feel.
The distance helps to reflect on what's important.
The solitude gives peace of mind.
In the sky a purple sun shines on the valley.
Yellow clouds go slowly through the sky.
Prompt: Trickle-down economics is a theory that suggests tax cuts and benefits for the wealthy persons and corporations will eventually benefit everyone else. The idea is that these benefits will spur economic growth, job creation, and investment, which will then "trickle down" to the rest of society.
However, this theory has been widely criticized. Decades of empirical evidence suggest that it doesn't work as intended. Often, tax cuts for the wealthy lead to increased income inequality, as the benefits tend to concentrate at the top. Additionally, there's little evidence to support the claim that these tax cuts significantly stimulate economic growth or job creation. Instead, they often result in increased government deficits.
Therefore, trickle-down economics is a flawed and outdated economic theory that has consistently failed to deliver the promised benefits to the broader population.
A fat man sitting on a big steampunk machine looks down an is throwing coins to poor skinny people below.
Prompt: Especially in moments when you're not feeling great, everything seems to pile up and feel much worse than it is. All the negative thoughts and past experiences resurface, but having a bad feeling or a bad day doesn't mean you have a bad life. This is the most important thing to remember on days like these. Allow yourself to feel your negative emotions, don't suppress them. But that doesn't mean you have to analyze everything or link it all to your inner child; sometimes there are just bad days, and that's completely okay! Life isn't about being happy all the time, because without the bad days, there would be no good ones. Don't pressure yourself or overthink things. On these days, give yourself extra love and listen to your body. Do what brings you joy read a book and snuggle up, watch your favorite series, or simply lie down in bed. Take a break from your routine and relax. And if there are things you absolutely need to do, take them slow and in a relaxed rhythm. But always remember: "Nothing is permanent, not even the worst feelings."
Prompt: A big city on the background.
A man is looking at the skyline of the city
He is sitting on a rock on a mountain.
A road is going from the mountain to the city.
A big crowd is walking on the road towards the mountain.
The city is on fire. Big purple clouds are coming out of the fire.
Falling stars light up these clouds.
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: Like in a rollercoaster emotions go up and down. Sometimes you Don't feel anything. Only knowing that when you have been up, you will go down.
Ups become like drugs. Searching for activities to feel up. Or in fact your brain is so active there is no place for negative thoughts. You feel like good old days. Only the joy of having had a good time is not there anymore. Empty and tired again
Prompt: An old man has an hourglas in his hand. He is watching hoe the last grains of sand are going down.
In the back the grim reaper is watching with a smile. Happy to guide the old man to a better place.
The room is like it is in an old castle.
Through the windows purple light comes inside.
From a Fireplace yellow light fills the rest of the room.
On a desk there are a lot of books filled with wisdom.
Prompt: Tired, looking old, no energy, a lonely man watching to people just doing what they like.He is sitting in a dark corner. To exhausted to fight.
The people have No respect, no love, no hate, just no interest. Not caring the man being alive or death.
Forgotten while alive. Forgotten what he has done for them. Even betrayed him.
In the room the floor is filled with dust. Through the windows are purple light shines inside.
Children are crying but the people Don't care. Just searching for there own pleasure
Prompt: A man is standing lonely without connection between a group of man and women
It is as if he is not there. Ignored.
There is a big room with purple curtains.
At the ceiling a old fashioned chandelier.
A Fireplace shines a yellow light in the room.
A ghost is watching the scene. It is looking at the man.
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: From the left corner an angel is looking to a gigantic blob coming out ot a abys.
The blob wants to destroy the angel.
The angel has an extreme force shield and a flaming sword. It is protected against the attack.
In the sky yellow clouds of sulfur surrounds the blob.
Prompt: "Het eenzaamste moment in iemands leven is wanneer hij zijn hele wereld ziet instorten, en het enige wat hij of zij kan doen is wezenloos staren. Het is niet het verbrijzelen zelf dat je breekt; het is de stilte die volgt, de stille ruimte waarin je beseft dat er niets is." En op dat moment weet je dat je nooit meer dezelfde zult zijn. Je zult misschien iets nieuws bouwen, maar het zal nooit zijn wat je verloren hebt."
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: A steampunk like machine with black smoke is standing in a desolated landscape. In the front is standing a man with a big hammer in a overall.
He is ready to attack the machine with anger in his eye and the will to win.
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: 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: 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: Als de oorlog komt
En als ik dan moet schuilen
Mag ik dan bij jou?
Als er een clubje komt
Waar ik niet bij wil horen
Mag ik dan bij jou?
Als er een regel komt
Waar ik niet aan voldoen kan
Mag ik dan bij jou?
En als ik iets moet zijn
Wat ik nooit geweest ben
Mag ik dan bij jou?
Mag ik dan bij jou schuilen
Als het nergens anders kan?
En als ik moet huilen
Droog jij m'n tranen dan?
Want als ik bij jou mag
Mag jij altijd bij mij
Kom wanneer je wilt
Ik hou een kamer voor je vrij
Als het onweer komt
En als ik dan bang ben
Mag ik dan bij jou?
Als de avond valt
En 't is mij te donker
Mag ik dan bij jou?
Als de lente komt
En als ik dan verliefd ben
Mag ik dan bij jou?
Als de liefde komt
En ik weet het zeker
Mag ik dan bij jou?
Mag ik dan bij jou schuilen
Als het nergens anders kan?
En als ik moet huilen
Droog jij m'n tranen dan?
Want als ik bij jou mag
Mag jij altijd bij mij
Kom wanneer je wilt
Ik hou een kamer voor je vrij
Mag ik dan bij jou schuilen
Als het nergens anders kan?
En als ik moet huilen
Droog jij m'n tranen dan?
Want als ik bij jou mag
Mag jij altijd bij mij
Kom wanneer je wilt
'K hou een kamer voor je vrij
Als het einde komt
En als ik dan bang ben
Mag ik dan bij jou?
Als het einde komt
En als ik dan alleen ben
Mag ik dan bij jou?
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.
