Prompt: Rengetsu is seen under this natural canopy, her body curled on the ground, her face peaceful despite the chill of the night. Yet, her eyes are wide open, reflecting the moonlight and the sparkling cherry blossoms. The scene transforms as the night deepens. Rengetsu, previously curled on the ground, is now standing, her figure bathed in soft moonlight. Her hands are clasped together in reverence, her gaze directed towards the distant village. The moon, fuller and brighter, casts long shadows and infuses the scene with an enchanting, silvery light. The cherry blossoms appear as though laughing, their dance frozen in time, while the misty moon watches over the tranquil scene. The image beautifully encapsulates the moment of Rengetsu's whisper into the night, her gratitude for the unexpected beauty borne out of rejection."
Prompt: In today's world, humanity has transcended the confines of villages and borders. Yet, the essence of the divine remains unaltered. The interconnectedness of all beings is as true now as it was in ancient times. When we comprehend this, we start to see how our actions echo and affect others, even those far removed from us.
The wisdom of "In having an enemy, you become an enemy yourself," speaks to the heart of human conflict in the modern era. Nations raise arms against one another, driven by fear and distrust. But in doing so, they only create more enemies and perpetuate a cycle of violence. It is essential that we recognize our interconnectedness and strive to foster harmony and understanding among people, irrespective of our differences.
In today's society, technology has bridged distances, allowing us to communicate with people from all corners of the globe. Yet, even with this newfound ability, we still find ourselves divided by prejudice and hatred. We must look beyond these artificial boundaries and embrace the shared teachings of love from spiritual traditions like Christianity, Buddhism, Vedanta, and Daoism, which encourage us to "love your neighbor as yourself."
Prompt: In the land of Querulous and Niggling's throng,
Where Obdurate folks persistently belong,
A Garrulous pedant, with his laconic mate,
In Maunder's embrace, did pontificate.
Bellicose breezes blew through sycophantic trees,
And irascible clouds sailed the skies with ease,
In the fastidious realm of the risible sun,
The persnickety flowers bloomed, one by one.
A truculent traveler with a fustian flair,
Descended the path of the captious lair,
With pugnacious resolve, he met the diffident sage,
Their intransigent hearts, they tried to assuage.
A pettifogger's dance in the tender moonlight,
Where cavils do spin in a mordant delight,
The dissembler and the termagant tangoed as one,
As the shadows of obfuscation gently begun.
In the midst of the absurdities, life's tenuous thread,
The supercilious dreamers danced on the edge,
As they mulishly frolicked through the peremptory night,
In the procrustean world, they crafted their flight.
And so, in the realm of the tendentious and strange,
The laconic and garrulous constantly rearrange,
For it's here, in the riddles of life's grand display,
The joys and absurdities intermingle and sway.
Prompt: In the land of Querulous and Niggling's throng,
Where Obdurate folks persistently belong,
A Garrulous pedant, with his laconic mate,
In Maunder's embrace, did pontificate.
Bellicose breezes blew through sycophantic trees,
And irascible clouds sailed the skies with ease,
In the fastidious realm of the risible sun,
The persnickety flowers bloomed, one by one.
A truculent traveler with a fustian flair,
Descended the path of the captious lair,
With pugnacious resolve, he met the diffident sage,
Their intransigent hearts, they tried to assuage.
A pettifogger's dance in the tender moonlight,
Where cavils do spin in a mordant delight,
The dissembler and the termagant tangoed as one,
As the shadows of obfuscation gently begun.
In the midst of the absurdities, life's tenuous thread,
The supercilious dreamers danced on the edge,
As they mulishly frolicked through the peremptory night,
In the procrustean world, they crafted their flight.
And so, in the realm of the tendentious and strange,
The laconic and garrulous constantly rearrange,
For it's here, in the riddles of life's grand display,
The joys and absurdities intermingle and sway.
Prompt: Neutral jin. Sitting back and observing. Safely watching the pattern play out from the shared awareness while doing right action to maintain each layer's responsibility.
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.