Prompt: an illustration of a street parade, where fat cats act as floats, pissing cat urine on a crowd of people in the style of Alexander Jansson, is surreal
Prompt: Friends will be friends
Friends will be friends
Another red letter day
So the pound has dropped and the children are creating
The other half ran away
Taking all the cash and leaving you with the lumber
Got a pain in the chest
Doctors on strike what you need is a rest
It's not easy love, but you've got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cos friends will be friends - right till the end
Now it's a beautiful day
The postman delivered a letter from your lover
Only a 'phone call away
You tried to track him down but somebody stole his number
As a matter of fact
You're getting used to life without him in your way
It's so easy now, 'cos you got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cos friends will be friends - right till
Prompt: Friends will be friends
Friends will be friends
Another red letter day
So the pound has dropped and the children are creating
The other half ran away
Taking all the cash and leaving you with the lumber
Got a pain in the chest
Doctors on strike what you need is a rest
It's not easy love, but you've got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cos friends will be friends - right till the end
Now it's a beautiful day
The postman delivered a letter from your lover
Only a 'phone call away
You tried to track him down but somebody stole his number
As a matter of fact
You're getting used to life without him in your way
It's so easy now, 'cos you got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cos friends will be friends - right till
Prompt: Really beautiful Dada art and delicate glass string art of a tall lanky fashionista woman twirling in a flowing dress made of colorful dots and squares with hair made of delicate glass string; 3D texture brushlines; pink, black, mauve, orange, complementary colours
Prompt: Really beautiful Dada art and delicate glass string art of a tall lanky fashionista woman twirling in a flowing dress made of colorful dots and squares with hair made of delicate glass string; 3D texture brushlines; pink, black, mauve, orange, complementary colours
Prompt: an illustration of a street parade, where fat cats act as floats, pissing cat urine on a crowd of people in the style of Alexander Jansson, is surreal
Prompt: The fiery - gehenna verdict of the "Fashionable verdict" A special day was present at the copper on the sabbath, young witches gathered , took out brooms for flying from the barn , but could not find proper outfits for them, opening their hereditary chests , they searched for dresses for a long time that should drive annoying devils crazy , tried on, rummaged through a pile of old rags, swore obscenities as if they saw a pattern of crucifixes on a corset, suffocating the chest and a waist above the hip. Well, what are you doing glamorous girls? The one-eyed sister hissed at them in an angry tone - After all, the morning is near! - - And the sabbath will end by morning! - Now I'll teach you how to dress quickly! Yesterday, in that box of fantasies of the human world, which people call "TV", I saw with a lonely eye the program "fashion verdict", which stylist Vasiliev somehow led dejectedly. So into this small screen, a Gothic fat girl, I don't know how, without crushing those present, somehow got in there. So Vasiliev and the pretentious crowd in the jury dressed the fat sides of that scoundrel in black outfits. And we, let's put on black and gloomy outfits, so that the warts are not visible under the huge hooked noses! And if you don't like our dark look, the coven party! Vasiliev will burn in hell with all the members of the jury! Then the producers of the channels will understand, it is not necessary to promote such programs and if you are present in the jury, keep in mind what a fiery - gehenna verdict awaits your opinion!
Prompt: The fake island of Dr. Moreau or in the footsteps of H. G. Wells (from the cycle "Dreams of Chikatilo")
I came with the head of a cat on the belly of a turtle
and the leg of a street dog where the tail once hung, the
moustache of a poor hamster on my back, I
stuck the excellent island of Dr. Moreau now in my hut!
I read books enthusiastically by H.G. Wells
Soon I will arrange a war of the worlds for all aliens!
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: Peasant wedding (painting by Brueghel, 1568)
The wedding takes place on the threshing floor of the peasant's yard. In the XVI century, there were no large tables even in rich houses, they were made of planks during the holiday. The man on the far right, dressed in black, is sitting on an upside—down vat, the rest are on benches made of rough planks. An old man is sitting on the only chair with a back, perhaps a notary invited to conclude a marriage contract.
In the foreground, two people serve bowls of porridge, and a door that has been removed from its hinges serves as a tray. The one on the left is the largest figure on the canvas. Brueghel also highlighted it in the color scheme. Probably, the artist wanted to stabilize the complex composition of the canvas in this way. On the food carrier, the semi-diagonals of those sitting in the front rows converge, and the edges of his apron mark the axis of symmetry of the canvas. On his hat, as well as on the instruments of the bagpipe players, a bunch of ribbons is tied. Such ribbons were usually used in those days to tie trousers, and their presence on hats and instruments indicated belonging to a certain group. At that time, young people joined
Prompt: The fake island of Dr. Moreau or in the footsteps of H. G. Wells (from the cycle "Dreams of Chikatilo")
I came with the head of a cat on the belly of a turtle
and the leg of a street dog where the tail once hung, the
moustache of a poor hamster on my back, I
stuck the excellent island of Dr. Moreau now in my hut!
I read books enthusiastically by H.G. Wells
Soon I will arrange a war of the worlds for all aliens!
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: Friends will be friends
Friends will be friends
Another red letter day
So the pound has dropped and the children are creating
The other half ran away
Taking all the cash and leaving you with the lumber
Got a pain in the chest
Doctors on strike what you need is a rest
It's not easy love, but you've got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cos friends will be friends - right till the end
Now it's a beautiful day
The postman delivered a letter from your lover
Only a 'phone call away
You tried to track him down but somebody stole his number
As a matter of fact
You're getting used to life without him in your way
It's so easy now, 'cos you got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cos friends will be friends - right till
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
Prompt: The heroine of Ivan Kramskoy’s painting “The Unknown” was interpreted by many contemporaries as a courtesan - for example, the famous expression of the critic Vladimir Stasov “a cocotte in a carriage” is known. Later, the audience stopped reading both the language of the costume (fashionable, not accepted among aristocrats) and the surroundings (an open carriage, an empty seat nearby). In addition, after the publication of Blok’s poem “The Stranger” (1907), two images were combined in the public’s imagination (Blok’s description includes satin fabric, an ostrich feather, and a narrow hand), and the lady began to be perceived as mysterious and sophisticated. Although in reality Blok’s stranger is also not a noble lady at all, but a prostitute.
Prompt: Really beautiful Dada art and delicate glass string art of a tall lanky fashionista woman twirling in a flowing dress made of colorful dots and squares with hair made of delicate glass string; 3D texture brushlines; pink, black, mauve, orange, complementary colours
Prompt: Titan Kronos devouring his children in fear of being overthrown by one of them seems the most creepy. Goya depicted madness on the face of the already ugly monster, which further thickens the atmosphere of horror of what is happening. This work “decorated” the wall in his “House of the Deaf,” but it is unlikely that anyone else would want to pass by such a painting in their home at night.
Prompt: The heroine of Ivan Kramskoy’s painting “The Unknown” was interpreted by many contemporaries as a courtesan - for example, the famous expression of the critic Vladimir Stasov “a cocotte in a carriage” is known. Later, the audience stopped reading both the language of the costume (fashionable, not accepted among aristocrats) and the surroundings (an open carriage, an empty seat nearby). In addition, after the publication of Blok’s poem “The Stranger” (1907), two images were combined in the public’s imagination (Blok’s description includes satin fabric, an ostrich feather, and a narrow hand), and the lady began to be perceived as mysterious and sophisticated. Although in reality Blok’s stranger is also not a noble lady at all, but a prostitute.
Prompt: Really beautiful Dada art and delicate glass string art of a tall lanky fashionista woman twirling in a flowing dress made of colorful dots and squares with hair made of delicate glass string; 3D texture brushlines; pink, black, mauve, orange, complementary colours
Prompt: Alcohol ink painting representing a beautiful butterfly sitting on a bitten, rotten, worm-eaten and holey apple against a dark, soft background. A hairy caterpillar is crawling around in front of the apple. pencil drawing, 3D textures, iridescent, imperial colors, surrealism, in the style of Ray Caesar, Scott Bergey and Tim Burton, paint splashes, mixed media collage.
Prompt: The fiery - gehenna verdict of the "Fashionable verdict" A special day was present at the copper on the sabbath, young witches gathered , took out brooms for flying from the barn , but could not find proper outfits for them, opening their hereditary chests , they searched for dresses for a long time that should drive annoying devils crazy , tried on, rummaged through a pile of old rags, swore obscenities as if they saw a pattern of crucifixes on a corset, suffocating the chest and a waist above the hip. Well, what are you doing glamorous girls? The one-eyed sister hissed at them in an angry tone - After all, the morning is near! - - And the sabbath will end by morning! - Now I'll teach you how to dress quickly! Yesterday, in that box of fantasies of the human world, which people call "TV", I saw with a lonely eye the program "fashion verdict", which stylist Vasiliev somehow led dejectedly. So into this small screen, a Gothic fat girl, I don't know how, without crushing those present, somehow got in there. So Vasiliev and the pretentious crowd in the jury dressed the fat sides of that scoundrel in black outfits. And we, let's put on black and gloomy outfits, so that the warts are not visible under the huge hooked noses! And if you don't like our dark look, the coven party! Vasiliev will burn in hell with all the members of the jury! Then the producers of the channels will understand, it is not necessary to promote such programs and if you are present in the jury, keep in mind what a fiery - gehenna verdict awaits your opinion!
Prompt: In the artist's vision, hell appears as a monstrous surreal place. The right wing of the triptych is often called “Musical Hell” by critics due to the fact that many different musical instruments are used here. However, one should not hope that they are used for their intended purpose. In fact, even the devils don’t play them, as one might suspect. Bosch decided to use methods of using them that were completely far from the direct purpose of musical instruments. In most cases, they act as torture devices
Prompt: Симпсоны отправляются за подарками к предстоящему Рождеству и Барт сбегает, чтобы сделать себе татуировку. Мардж вскоре узнаёт о выходке брата и тратит все рождественские накопления для удаления тату. Отец получает неприятные новости с работы и понимает, что не сможет купить рождественские подарки. Чтобы не огорчать семью, он принимает решение поработать Санта-Клаусом. Но его стараний оказывается мало. Находясь в отчаянии Гомер и Барт собираются на собачьи бега в надежде на выигрыш. Домой отец и сын возвращаются уже с новым членом семьи.
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Prompt: There are no words to describe this outrage. There is no worse feeling of waiting in line. You wait, you wait, and you get all wound up. Queuing in stores is normal. It doesn't make it easy, just hard. Petrovich and I stood in line at the store, hoping to buy a pair of family underpants, which once a year were thrown on the counter for Soviet citizens. Behind us, a tall citizen took the line. He was thin, tall, had an oval-shaped face, and small gray close-set eyes that looked around viciously. His nose was oversized, his Jewish roots predominating. He was very proud of this fact of his ancestry and often stressed to his acquaintances that his father was of Jewish descent.
Prompt: itan Kronos devouring his children in fear of being overthrown by one of them seems the most creepy. Goya depicted madness on the face of the already ugly monster, which further thickens the atmosphere of horror of what is happening. This work “decorated” the wall in his “House of the Deaf,” but it is unlikely that anyone else would want to pass by such a painting in their home at night.
Prompt: A monkey wearing a jockey outfit is riding on the back of a Big belly seahorse (Hippocampus abdominalis). swimming in wavy water with bubbles and splashing.
Prompt: In the style of Lynn Bywaters: Photo realistic render of a leprechaun that looks like Ian Anderson singer from the band Jethro Tull. His entire body is visible. He plays a transverse flute, instead of musical notes being produced there are good coins flowing out into a Pot 'O Gold. He raises his left leg as seen on the cover of Ian Anderson's LP Rupi's Dance. He a green hat decorated with a shamrock, green pants & waistcoat, his high socks are striped. In the background the skyline of Irish farms with a rainbow. Falling from the sky are various sizes of shamrocks, falling like rain. This bright image uses a fill flash is used to show all details of the leprechaun playing his flute as the gold coins appear to be blowing out of the flute & flowing into a pot of gold & the greeb shamrock clovers are raining from the rainbow & sky above
Prompt: A 3d glass isometric cube with ocean life, blue whale, fish. The sea floor has colorful corral. A deep sea fishing boat on the water's surface.
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.
