Prompt: Hint: paintings in the style of Luis Royo, Adrian Chesterman, Dale Terbush, Nikolai Litvinenko, Simon Stålenhag, Doug Chiang, Penny Rose
17th century. Deep night. A large boat is moored to an old wooden pier. Torches are burning on the pier.
IN THE BOAT STANDS dressed in the spirit of the 17th century: Tricorne, Headscarf or Cravat, Waistcoat, Poet Shirt, Baldric and Belt,: Breeches, High Boots, Greatcoat or Justacorps, Sash, On his belt he has a Flintlock and Cutlass.
The man has a goatee and long dark hair, a scarred face. His gaze is focused and intense.
In the night sky, the moon is covered by clouds. The black water of the night sea is covered with a mystical thick fog. The atmosphere is tense, mystical, mysterious. Long shadows from the torch, the only source of light on this impenetrable night.
Prompt: Hint: paintings in the style of Luis Royo, Adrian Chesterman, Dale Terbush, Nikolai Litvinenko, Simon Stålenhag, Doug Chiang, Penny Rose
17th century. Deep night. A large boat is moored to an old wooden pier. Oil lanterns glow dimly on the pier.
A MAN is standing in the boat dressed in the spirit of the 17th century: Tricorne, Headscarf or Cravat, Waistcoat, Poet Shirt, Baldric and Belt, Breeches, High Boots, Greatcoat or Justacorps, Sash, Flintlock and Cutlass on his belt.
The man has a goatee and long dark hair, his face is scarred. His gaze is focused and intense.
In the night sky, the moon is covered by clouds. The black water of the night sea is covered with a mystical thick fog. The atmosphere is tense, mystical, mysterious. Long shadows from the torch, the only source of light on this impenetrable night.
Prompt: Hint: paintings in the style of Luis Royo, Adrian Chesterman, Dale Terbush, Nikolai Litvinenko, Simon Stålenhag, Doug Chiang, Penny Rose
17th century. Deep night. On an old wooden pier stands a man dressed in the spirit of the 17th century: Tricorne, Headscarf or Cravat, Waistcoat, Poet Shirt, Baldric and Belt, Breeches, High Boots, Greatcoat or Justacorps, Sash, On his belt he has a Flintlock and Cutlass.
The man has a goatee and long dark hair, his face is scarred. His gaze is focused and intense.
A yacht is moored to the pier.
Dim oil lamps shine on the pier.
In the night sky, the moon is covered by clouds. The black water of the night sea is covered with a mystical thick fog. The atmosphere is tense, mystical, mysterious. Long shadows from the torch, the only source of light on this impenetrable night.
Prompt: : Picture in the style of cyberpunk, sympunk. A knight in titanium futuristic, technological armor with a large old cyborg raven on his shoulder. Against the background of an expressive Moon. Ephemeral mystical energies of the presence of the Supreme Power of the Universe. A sense of the presence of hidden energies.
Prompt: Imitation of an old black and white photograph from the late 19th century.
The photograph shows a complex gear mechanism, made up of many gears, which is driven by a very large water wheel. From the mechanism, the rotation is transmitted to a futuristic-looking electric generator, somewhat similar to a Faraday electric generator. Nearby are no less futuristic Tesla generators and elongated incandescent lamps with carbon filaments, emitting soft light. Thick wires in a fabric braid extending on insulators. The equipment is located in the premises of an old stone mill, from a large arched window you can see a view of the dam, the river and the water wheel.
Near the equipment, a Man of 45 years old, with a thick beard, curly hair to his shoulders, shaggy eyebrows, is busy with his own affairs, on his nose are pince-nez on a chain. He has a solid figure, stocky. Dressed in a canvas shirt with rolled-up sleeves, a sleeveless jacket, and trousers made of English wool cloth. He is seriously working on debugging the equipment. It is obvious that this is a working sample, not a laboratory. Most likely, this is an example of forgotten technologies of the past. The image is rubbed off in places, faded in places, folds in the paper, it is obvious that this "original" is very, very old and has "survived" a lot.
Prompt: Prompt: Mystical picture. A knight, a crusader, in heavy futuristic armor with a menacing appearance, having a patterned embossing on the surface. With a closed visor of a helmet. On his shoulders is a cape, fastened with latches. The knight rests his hands in armor gloves on a TWO-HANDED SWORD, stuck in the ground in front of him. He stands facing me. Behind the knight standing in the steppe, a huge morning sun rises from the horizon, surrounding him with a fiery mystical halo.
Prompt: Painting in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism, the style of the artist Jean-Baptiste Monge. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9
Herschel Crater. 300 years later. Mars is colonized, terraforming is carried out. Greening program, now Mars is a green planet with endless forests.
View from the panoramic window of the suite of the hotel "Earth" to the crater.
Prompt: Hint: paintings in the style of Doug Chiang, Valery Bulat, Baptiste Monge, Simon Stålenhag, Bryan Larsen, Steve Hanks, Ian McQue 17th century. A man of 45 years old, strong, athletic build, dressed in the spirit of the 17th century, Waistcoat, Poet Shirt, Baldric and Belt,: Breeches, High Boots, Greatcoat or Justacorps, Sash, On his belt he has a Flintlock and Cutlass. The man has a short beard and LONG dark hair with graying, a face with scars. The look is calm, confident, peaceful. He looks IN MY DIRECTION past me. A man sits by a fire over which meat is roasting on a spit. A tropical night, an almost cloudless sky. Mysterious Moon. The sound of the surf on the sea beach and the rolling of quiet waves. Dark silhouettes of palm trees in the moonlight
Prompt: Hint: paintings in the style of Doug Chiang, Valery Bulat, Baptiste Monge, Simon Stålenhag, Bryan Larsen, Steve Hanks, Ian McQue 17th century. A man of 45 years old, strong, athletic build, dressed in the spirit of the 17th century, Waistcoat, Poet Shirt, Baldric and Belt,: Breeches, High Boots, Greatcoat or Justacorps, Sash, On his belt he has a Flintlock and Cutlass. The man has a short beard and LONG dark hair with graying, a face with scars. The look is calm, confident, peaceful. He looks IN MY DIRECTION past me. A man sits by a fire over which meat is roasting on a spit. A tropical night, an almost cloudless sky. Mysterious Moon. The sound of the surf on the sea beach and the rolling of quiet waves. Dark silhouettes of palm trees in the moonlight
Prompt: Hint: paintings in the style of Doug Chiang, Valery Bulat, Baptiste Monge, Simon Stålenhag, Bryan Larsen, Steve Hanks, Ian McQue 17th century. A man of 45 years old, strong, athletic build, dressed in the spirit of the 17th century, Waistcoat, Poet Shirt, Baldric and Belt,: Breeches, High Boots, Greatcoat or Justacorps, Sash, On his belt he has a Flintlock and Cutlass. The man has a short beard and LONG dark hair with graying, a face with scars. The look is calm, confident, peaceful. He looks IN MY DIRECTION past me. A man sits by a fire over which meat is roasting on a spit. A tropical night, an almost cloudless sky. Mysterious Moon. The sound of the surf on the sea beach and the rolling of quiet waves. Dark silhouettes of palm trees in the moonlight
Prompt: A painting in the style of Igor Morsky.
On a steep cliff above the abyss, on a flat ledge, sits a 45-year-old man on a small rug. Strongly built, with short sticking out hair, unshaven for several days. His legs are spread apart and bent at the knees, he rests his elbows on his knees, leaning slightly forward. Dressed in a tarpaulin storm jacket and hiking pants, high sports boots. He drinks hot coffee from a mug and admires the view. Nearby, a small fire burns, a hiking backpack lies. A perspective receding into the distance with a view of a high-mountain picturesque valley, framed by a mountain range. The horizon is outlined by a blue ethereal haze under cirrus clouds. Stars are still visible in the sky, the first rays of the rising sun are breaking through, which is still hidden by the horizon.
The man looks into the distance, he is contemplative, peaceful, self-confident. He is filled with the Power of the Universe. He is confident in tomorrow. God is with him.
Prompt: A dark knight in heavy futuristic armor with a menacing appearance. With a closed visor of a helmet. On his shoulders is a cape, secured with latches. The knight rests his hands in armored gloves on a two-handed sword, stuck in the ground.
Behind the knight standing in the steppe, the morning sun rises, surrounding him with a fiery energy halo.
Prompt: Picture in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9
Inside the salt mines in the city of Turda. Transylvania.
In the empty caves in the semi-darkness wander spiritual, translucent images of people, they luminesce with electric light, spreading light miasma. Otherworldly energy has nourished everything around. Parallel reality.
Prompt: A picture in the style of space punk. A strong muscular man of 45 years old, in a gray overalls on a naked torso, intricate tattoos are visible on the skin. Short sticking out hair, with gray hair, brutal stubble on the face. Glasses for a gas welder are pushed down on the forehead, blue lenses in a leather frame with an elastic band. Robe and hands and face are smeared with soot and oil, like a mechanic. Tired, but satisfied face. In the mouth a cigar, which he lit from the flame of a lit gas cutter. On the face an expression of fatigue, but a smile of a winner. He is in a large workshop where there are a lot of some parts from spaceship engines, android manipulators. He is sitting on a small stool near a jet engine lying on the stocks. He is repairing it. Behind are wide open large hangar gates. Street in the style of the planet Tatooine. There are people and androids on the street. Lively. Working atmosphere.
Prompt: He stands facing me. Behind the knight standing on the sandy seashore, against the backdrop of a Viking ship, a huge morning sun rises from the horizon, surrounding him with a fiery mystical halo.
Prompt: Hint: Mystical picture. Matte black Crusader Knight in heavy futuristic armor with a menacing look, having a patterned embossing on the surface. With a closed visor of the helmet. On the shoulders is a cape, fastened with latches. Hands in gloves-armor. He stands facing me. He holds in his hands a red blossoming rose, on a long stem, with leaves and thorns on the stem. Behind the knight, standing in the steppe, from behind the horizon rises a huge morning sun, surrounding him with a fiery
Prompt: A picture in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism, technoapocalypse. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9 Chronicles of the alien frontier. An old, elderly prospector sits by his shack, made from an obsolete space cargo, low-tonnage bot. The gateway is covered with sackcloth fluttering in the wind. The entire small settlement is arranged in the same way. The prospector sits in his old, sand-dirty-colored, torn and repeatedly darned spacesuit. Next to him, a battered android is repairing the prospector's old shoe. A picture of despondency. The sandy wind drives all sorts of trash along the street.
Prompt: landscape of a beautiful estate by the water in the style of Arthur Rackham and Jean Baptiste Monge. Soft watercolor. Ink. Face enhancement: Yes
Prompt: A picture in the style of space punk, techno punk. In the style of Monge and Morsky. Under the endless starry sky, the sleepless Eye of the Universe I sit contemplating the imperishable power of Being I breathe the ephemeral air of space, inhale it, filling myself with an unthinkable fundamental Force Which ethereal fills everything around I feel my unity with every smallest particle of the vast Cosmos. I am here, I am simultaneously, at once, in distant galaxies. My mind merges with the Greatest Mind of the Universe My soul resonates with the sound of the Universe I am the son of the Earth and the Sun, my spirit is the Universe, my soul is the ether. I am a Man. I was created by the Great Creator to become the same Creator. I am and in me the Spark of God. I am conscience and honor, principles and morality. The experience of a difficult life path. I am the mood and motivation of a traveler who has set out on a new path, and I will master it and reach the goal. Where complete satisfaction and harmony await me.
Prompt: A fantasy-style painting. It creates the impression of an illustration from an ancient scroll of secret knowledge.
In the foreground is a large black dragon. He woke up and crawled out of his cave, where he had been sleeping for a long time. He was awakened.
A powerful body with a long neck on which is a head with a wide, elongated mouth. Developed fangs, sharp teeth. Horny growths on the muzzle and head, small pointed horns. Eyes of a fiery color with snake pupils. His head, neck, body and paws, and tail with horny growths, are covered with scales, black as night, glittering and shimmering in the light of the stars and the Moon.
He sat down on his hind, more powerful paws, he leaned forward, leaning on his front, smaller paws, clinging to the ground with his spread claws. His large wings are spread to the sides. His whole pose suggests that he is preparing to take off from the cliff towards the ancient night city located in the lowland, illuminated by the night lighting of street lamps and windows.
The dragon is wise, he is unusually strong, magical, incredible Power emanates from him. He brings wisdom to the wise and the end of the path to the foolish. He is the lord of time. He is a real being in the other world and mythical in the real. He was and is, he has awakened.
The night sky with bright stars and galaxies, the moon above the peaks of the blackening silhouettes of the mountains on the horizon. An old city in the lowland getting ready for sleep. The picture conveys a mixture of moods, from the ordinary, familiar and peaceful to the secret, unknown, otherworldly and magical. The incomprehensibility of the unlikely reality. Mysticism has permeated everything like ethereal fluids.
Prompt: Picture in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism, technoapocalypse. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9
City of the future, on another planet. Dark world, with storm clouds in the sky.
A huge futuristic city-state. A multi-story column, round in cross-section, with complex technogenic architecture, comes out of a deep underground, vast mine, and goes away. Thousands of porthole windows are visible in its walls. The city-column ends with a hemispherical dome-top.
Numerous passages to smaller satellite towers diverge to the sides. At ground level, and on the surface, numerous city buildings in the form of domes, towers, space ports with launch pads are visible.
The infrastructure is entangled with high-speed rail interchanges. Flyers scurry in the air.
The huge city stands in the middle of a lowland rocky desert, small rocks are visible in comparison with the size of the giant city.
Prompt: The style of the artist Jean-Baptiste Monge
The golden city
Under the blue sky there is a golden city.
With transparent gates and a bright star.
And in that city - a garden, all the grass, and flowers
There walk animals of unprecedented beauty.
One, like a yellow fire-maned lion,
Another - an ox full of eyes.
With them a golden heavenly eagle
Whose gaze is so bright, unforgettable.
And in the blue sky one star burns.
It is yours, oh my angel, it is always yours.
Whoever loves is loved, whoever is bright is holy
Let the star lead you along the road to a wonderful garden.
There you will be met by a fire-maned lion
And a blue ox, full of eyes.
With them a golden heavenly eagle
Whose gaze is so bright, unforgettable.
Much is accessible to the true mind. Almost everything. There are no barriers to the true spirit. Inner strength is able to overcome any obstacles, motivation to create the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: The style of the artist Jean-Baptiste Monge
The golden city
Under the blue sky there is a golden city.
With transparent gates and a bright star.
And in that city - a garden, all the grass, and flowers
There walk animals of unprecedented beauty.
One, like a yellow fire-maned lion,
Another - an ox full of eyes.
With them a golden heavenly eagle
Whose gaze is so bright, unforgettable.
And in the blue sky one star burns.
It is yours, oh my angel, it is always yours.
Whoever loves is loved, whoever is bright is holy
Let the star lead you along the road to a wonderful garden.
There you will be met by a fire-maned lion
And a blue ox, full of eyes.
With them a golden heavenly eagle
Whose gaze is so bright, unforgettable.
Much is accessible to the true mind. Almost everything. There are no barriers to the true spirit. Inner strength is able to overcome any obstacles, motivation to create the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: A picture in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism, technoapocalypse. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9
An old farmer with a shovel stands in the garden among his favorite potato beds. In front of the farmer, an alien spaceship is hovering in the air above the ground. The farmer SEES it BEFORE HIM, it reminds him of a large Colorado beetle.
From below the ship, three beams of red, blue, and green hit the ground.
Next to him is his old grumpy wife, she is unhappy with something, and this is evident from her pose. And gestures, facial expression. She looks at him and tells him something.
On the farmer's face there is bewilderment and a dreamy expression, he is not at all against flying away from his garden and his annoying wife.
Evening, the setting sun of a warm autumn earthly day.
Prompt: An imitation of an old black and white photograph from the early 20th century. The photograph depicts a conversation between an alien from another world in a spacesuit and an English soldier from the First World War in a field uniform. They are talking near a blockhouse
Prompt: Imitation of a black and white retro photograph from the late 19th century.
A man very similar to Jules Verne, in a three-piece suit, in the 19th century style made of English cloth, writes a manuscript at a desk in a classic 19th century study interior, with a bookcase behind him and collections of various folios on the shelves. He sits in a high-backed chair and thoughtfully writes with an ink fountain pen. There is an inkwell and a magnifying glass on the table.
Next to him stands an alien creature, in the form in which aliens are usually depicted. The creature is dressed in a human suit, it is leaning over the man, placing one hand on the table, with a three-fingered hand, and the other hand on the back of the chair. The creature dictates the content of the text to the man. The man writes under dictation.
Prompt: A fantasy painting. It gives the impression of an illustration from an ancient scroll of secret knowledge. In the foreground is a large black dragon. He woke up and crawled out of his cave, where he had been sleeping for a long time. He was awakened. The night sky with bright stars and galaxies, the moon above the peaks of the black silhouettes of the mountains on the horizon. The dragon is preparing to jump into flight towards the city in the lowlands, unaware of the dragon's existence. An old city in the lowlands preparing for sleep, illuminated by dim street oil lamps and light from the windows. The painting conveys a mixture of moods, from the ordinary, familiar and peaceful to the secret, unknown, otherworldly and magical. The incomprehensibility of the unlikely reality. Mysticism has permeated everything like ethereal fluids.
Prompt: Picture in the style of sympunk, diesel punk
Lunar colony. A huge dome city surrounded by satellite cities. Spaceports.
The city is located in the Hertzsprung crater. View of the city from the edge of the crater, from the observer. In the sky there are stars and planet Earth
Prompt: A picture in the style of space punk, techno punk. In the style of Monge and Morsky. MAN Under the endless starry sky, the unsleeping Eye of the Universe I sit contemplating the imperishable power of Being I breathe the ephemeral air of space, inhale it, filling myself with an unthinkable fundamental Power Which ethereal fills everything around I feel my unity with every smallest particle of the vast Cosmos. I am here, I am simultaneously, at once, in distant galaxies. My mind merges with the Greatest Mind of the Universe My soul resonates with the sound of the Universe I am the son of the Earth and the Sun, my spirit is the Universe, my soul is the ether. I am a Man. I was created by the Great Creator to become the same Creator. I am a Man, I am PATRIARCHAL and CONSERVATIVE and in me is the Spark of God. I am conscience and honor, principles and morals. Experience of a difficult life path. I am the mood and motivation of a traveler who has set out on a new path, and I will master it and reach the goal. Where complete satisfaction and harmony await me.
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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