Prompt: There′s a place in your heart
And I know that it is love
And this place could be much brighter than tomorrow
And if you really try
You'll find there's no need to cry
In this place you′ll feel there′s no hurt or sorrow
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There are ways to get there
If you care enough for the living
Make a little space
Make a better place
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Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me and the entire human race
There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for you and for me
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If you want to know why
There's a love that cannot lie
Love is strong, it only cares for joyful giving
If we try, we shall see
In this bliss we cannot feel
Fear or dread, we stop existing and start living
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Then it feels that always
Love′s enough for us growing
Make a better world
Make a better world
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Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me and the entire human race
There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for you and for me
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And the dream we were conceived in will reveal a joyful face
And the world we once believed in will shine again in grace
Then why do we keep strangling life, wound this Earth, crucify its soul?
Though it's plain to see this world is heavenly, be God′s glow!
We could fly so high
Let our spirits never die
In my heart, I feel you are all my brothers
Create a world with no fear
Together we'll cry happy tears
See the nations turn their swords into plowshares
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We could really get there
If you cared enough for the living
Make a little space
To make a better place
Prompt: Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way
To say Merry Christmas to you
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way
To say Merry Christmas to you
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way
To say Merry Christmas to you
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way
To say Merry Christmas
A very Merry Christmas
A very, very, Merry, Merry Christmas to you
Prompt: Age (approx.): 16-17
Clothing: Light blue top so the back is visible, very short jeans that are slightly frayed at the ends
Hair: Waist-length, straight, dark blonde hair that shimmers slightly golden in the sun
Eyes: A mixture of brown and green
Special features: A black turtle tattoo on the back, in the Māori style
Image type: Realistic
Jewelry: A black necklace with a small metal manaia that has two shimmering blue spots, three blue bracelets on each wrist, one of which is a band with a metal turtle, dangling earrings consisting of three blue rhinestones that get larger and darker towards the bottom, and another earring on each ear that is simply a small rhinestone
Writing?: /
Other: The girl has long eyelashes, but in a natural way, full lips, fair but slightly tanned skin, a heart-shaped face, and a narrow nose, the background is a beach or the landscape of New Zealand
Prompt: Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
There was a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
I mean it, when I analyze the stench
To me, it makes a lot of sense
How the dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo Soldier
And he was taken from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
Buffalo Soldier, in the heart of America
If you know your history
Then you would know where you coming from
Then you wouldn't have to ask me
Who the heck do I think I am
I'm just a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival
Fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America
Buffalo Soldier, troddin' through the land woah
Said he wanna ran, then you wanna hand
Troddin' through the land, yeah, yeah
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America
Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the mainland
To the heart of the Caribbean
Troddin' through San Juan
In the arms of America
Troddin' through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
Prompt: A particularly beautiful and attractive woman whose face is painted like a caspian pond turtle . and eye make up like caspian pond turtle tail caspian pond tortoiseshell. She possesses beautiful, big red lips, adorned with touches of decorations and vibrant brown and green metallic tortoiseshell sprays, peahen woman in the water of the night
Prompt: style: Anton Pieck, Otto Riet, Hugo Pratt, sunny day, clouds, watercolor, architectural drawing, pen, [ink color], dirty shades, a picture to the name Jennifer Wheeler
Prompt: Come, let's dance together in the streets
Flowers in our hair and sun on our faces
All the bombs, tanks, despots, and AfD idiots
You won't get my heart
If children ruled this world
No one would have to go hungry or freeze
Even my little ones have a bigger vision
If we saw with our hearts
Not just focused on ourselves
Then the wrong person wouldn't be sitting on the throne
What has ruined us so much?
Our brains so polished that nothing touches us anymore?
What has happened to us?
Where is the love, love, love?
Why don't we stick together
And reach out our hands and start something new?
A little more than anyone can manage
We need love, love, love again
Last night we could still save the world
With wine and cigarettes, there was light at the end of the tunnel
My cat says, "Give me something to eat
I just want to forget." He doesn't like the truth
Today everything is surreal
Another war somewhere almost doesn't matter
We're stuck in our winter depression
If only we could see with our hearts
We'd even go through fire for each other
I'm sure the attempt would be worth it
Prompt: John Maynard!
" Who is John Maynard?"
" John Maynard was our helmsman,
he held out, until we reached the shore;
he saved us, his is the crown,
he died for us, our love be his reward.
John Maynard!" --
The "Swallow" flies over Lake Erie,
spray foams around the bow
like flakes of snow,
from Detroit she flies to Buffalo;
and the hearts are free and glad,
and the passengers with children and wives
already they see the shore in the dusk,
and chatting all folks to John Maynard comes:
" How far is it still, helmsman?"
He looks ahead and looks around:
" Still thirty minutes...half an hour."
All hearts are glad, all hearts are free --
there it sounds from the cargo room like a cry;
" Fire!" was it, that one could hear,
a smoke from cabin and hatch arouse,
a smoke, then flames ablaze,
and still twenty minutes to Buffalo.
And the passengers, a mixed crowd,
stay huddled together on the foreship,
on the foreship there is still air and light,
but on the helm it hovers tight,
and a whining arises: "Where are we? Where?"
And still fifteen minutes to Buffalo.
The draft becomes stronger,
but the smoke cloud stays,
the captain to the steer wheel peers,
he cannot see his helmsman anymore,
but through the megaphone he asks:
" Still there, John Maynard?"
" Yes, master, I am."
" Onto the shore! Into the surf!"
" I hold onto it."
And the crowd aboard cheers: "Keep on! Hello!"
And still ten minutes to Buffalo.
"Still there, John Maynard?" And answer comes
with dying voice: "Yes, master, I keep on!"
And into the surf, the reefs, the rocks,
he slams the "Swallow" amid;
if there is rescue, it comes only this way.
Rescue: The shore of Buffalo.
The ship is broken. The fire smoldered.
Saved all. -- But one is missing! --
All bells are ringing; their sounds rising
to heaven from churches and chapels,
apart of that the town is silent,
one duty only it has today:
Ten thousands follow or more,
and no eye in the crowd without tears.
Prompt: She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
Prompt: She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
Prompt: She′s just a girl and she's on fire
Hotter than a fantasy, lonely like a highway
She′s living in a world and it's on fire
Filled with catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away
She got both feet on the ground
And she's burning it down
She got her head in the clouds
And she′s not backing down
This girl is on fire
This girl is on fire
She′s walking on fire
This girl is on fire
Looks like a girl, but she's a flame
So bright, she can burn your eyes
Better look the other way
You can try, but you′ll never forget her name
She's on top of the world
Hottest of the hottest girls, say
We got our feet on the ground
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.
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