Prompt: On the right of the picture is a dragon, on the left a raven, the raven carries a symbol which is a crescent moon open to the left, a full moon and a crescent moon open to the right next to each other.
Prompt: In this meadow under the willow, A bed of grass, a pillow like silk. There you can close your eyes, lay your head down. When you wake up the sun will shine again.
It is safe here, it is warm here, Here the dandelions protect you. You have sweet dreams here and tomorrow they will come true. In this place, I love you.
In this meadow, in the deep valley, A cloak of leaves, a ray of moon. There you can forget your sorrow, put your worries aside. They will be washed away in the morning.
It is safe here, it is warm here, Here the dandelions protect you. You have sweet dreams here and tomorrow they will come true. In this place, I love you.
Prompt: (I shot the sheriff
But I didn′t shoot no deputy, oh no, oh
I shot the sheriff
But I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Yeah, all around in my home town
They′re tryin' to track me down
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy
For the life of a deputy, but I say
Oh, now, now, oh
(I shot the sheriff) the sheriff
(But I swear it was in self defense) oh, no (oh, oh, ooh)
Yeah, I say, I shot the sheriff oh, Lord
(and they say it is a capital offense)
Yeah! (oh, oh, ooh) yeah
Sheriff John Brown always hated me
For what, I don't know
Every time I plant a seed
He said kill it before it grow
He said kill them before they grow, and so
Read it in the news! (I shot the sheriff) oh, Lord
(But I swear it was in self-defense)
Where was the deputy? (oh, oh, ooh)
I said, I shot the sheriff
But I swear it was in self defense, yeah (ooh)
Prompt: Generate it like a fresco:
The river bends towards the background, so that the view of it is interrupted by some trees on the right and can only be seen again in the distance.
In the foreground a king sits under a mighty old oak tree, next to him are counts, nobles and warriors who form the king's army. Opposite him are other noble men and warriors and people, at their head a very wealthy man and next to him a younger man. The middle forms an open circle. The king's herald and four horn blowers walk into the middle.
A beautiful young woman in a white, very simple dress walks very slowly and with great shame towards the middle of the foreground; women, dressed very simply in white, follow her, but they remain in the background at the outermost edge of the court circle.
Prompt: You think you own whatever land you land on
The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun sweet berries of the Earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
How high does the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or copper skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind
You can own the Earth and still
All you'll own is Earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the wind
Prompt: Generate a girl with green/brown eyes, dark blonde, hip-length and straight hair and a very muscular but beautiful stature that just turnsform into a Caspian brook turtle
Prompt: I have often dreamed of a far off place
Where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me
Where the crowds would cheer, when they see my face
And a voice keeps saying this is where I'm meant to be
I'll be there someday, I can go the distance
I will find my way if I can be strong
I know every mile would be worth my while
When I go the distance, I'll be right where I belong
Down an unknown road to embrace my fate
Though that road may wander, it will lead me to you
And a thousand years would be worth the wait
It might take a lifetime but somehow I'll see it through
And I won't look back, I can go the distance
And I'll stay on track, no I won't accept defeat
It's an uphill slope
But I won't lose hope, 'til I go the distance
And my journey is complete, oh yeah
But to look beyond the glory is the hardest part
For a hero's strength is measured by his heart, oh
Like a shooting star, I will go the distance
I will search the world, I will face its harms
I don't care how far, I can go the distance
'Til I find my hero's welcome waiting in your arms
I will search the world, I will face its harms
'Til I find my hero's welcome waiting in your arms
Prompt: Mystical Amazon warrior, lush primitive forest, gothic allure, intricate tattoos, detailed gothic attire, Hieronymus Bosch style, Antonio Mora, Patrice Murciano, Bygobi large striking eyes, metaphysical art, close-up, sacred ritual, detailed, intricate, dark color palette, enchanting lighting, mysterious ambiance, digital art, high resolution, Artstation trending.Create a portrait of a female figure with dark skin, incorporating cybernetic and ancient Egyptian elements. The subject's head should be adorned with an elaborate headdress resembling structures akin to ancient Egyptian architecture with intricate patterning and details. Her face is artfully integrated with futuristic cybernetic enhancements which include metallic plating and circuitry seamlessly blending with her skin, emphasizing her left cheek, forehead, and chin. The eyes should be piercing, highlighted by delicately applied makeup reminiscent of traditional Egyptian styles. Include sizable, detailed earrings made of mixed metallic elements, contributing to the regal and technological fusion. The neck and shoulders are veiled in a translucent material that hints at a dress or robe, with faintly visible patterns echoing the aesthetic continuity of technology meeting antiquity. The background features a dark, abstract motif with subtle suggestions of digital circuitry and faintly glowing blue elements, insinuating a connection to advanced technology. The composition exudes an aura of mystique and power, blending historical elegance with speculative high-tech design.
Prompt: I′ve been staring at the edge of the water
Long as I can remember
Never really knowing why
I wish I could be the perfect daughter
But I come back to the water
No matter how hard I try
Every turn I take, every trail I track
Every path I make, every road leads back
To the place I know, where I can not go
Though I long to be
See the line where the sky meets the sea?
It calls me
And no one knows, how far it goes
If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me
One day I'll know
If I go there′s just no telling how far I'll go
Go-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Go-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Go-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Go-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I know everybody on this island
Seems so happy on this island
Everything is by design
I know, everybody on this island
Has a role on this island
So maybe I can roll with mine
I can lead with pride, I can make us strong
I'll be satisfied if I play along
But the voice inside sings a different song
What is wrong with me?
See the light as it shines on the sea?
It′s blinding
But no one knows, how deep it goes
And it seems like it′s calling out to me
So come find me
And let me know
What's beyond that line, will I cross that line?
See the line where the sky meets the sea?
It calls me
And no one knows, how far it goes
If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me
One day I′ll know, how far I'll go
Prompt: Who rides so late through the night and wind?
It is the father with his child;
He has the boy in his arms,
He holds him securely, he keeps him warm.
My son, why are you hiding your face so fearfully? –
Father, can you not see the Erlking?
The Erlking with crown and tail? –
My son, it is a streak of mist. –
“You dear child, come, go with me!
I will play very beautiful games with you;
Many colorful flowers are on the shore,
My mother has many golden garments.” –
My father, my father, and do you not hear
What the Erlking promises me quietly? –
Be calm, stay calm, my child;
The wind rustles in the dry leaves. –
“Will you go with me, fine boy?
My daughters will look after you well;
My daughters lead the nightly dance
And rock and dance and sing you to sleep." -
My father, my father, and don't you see there
The Erlkönig's daughters in the gloomy place? -
My son, my son, I see it clearly:
The old willows seem so grey. -
"I love you, I am attracted to your beautiful figure;
And if you are not willing, I will use force." -
My father, my father, now he is touching me!
The Erlkönig has done me harm! -
The father is terrified; he rides quickly,
He holds the groaning child in his arms,
Reaches the farm with difficulty and hardship;
The child in his arms was dead.
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
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Deep Dream
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