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 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: 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: On a steep cliff above the abyss, on a ledge, grows an old spreading oak. A perspective stretching 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, which is still hidden by the horizon, are breaking through.
Prompt: On a steep cliff above the abyss, on a ledge, grows an old spreading oak. A perspective stretching 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, which is still hidden by the horizon, are breaking through.
Prompt: On a steep cliff above the abyss, on a ledge, grows an old spreading oak. A perspective stretching 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, which is still hidden by the horizon, are breaking through.
Prompt: Alien wasteland, only rocky ground, no vegetation. An endless perspective of a gloomy world, illuminated only by the light of a huge Galaxy in the sky.
In front of the round power gates of the portal, shining with an ephemeral blue force field, there are a couple of people.
WOMAN, Young, 35 years old, European appearance, very beautiful, with a lively, spiritual, emotional face. She looks at the man playfully. Her figure is magnificent. She is dressed in a short top, emphasizing the beauty of her lush chest. In short military-type shorts. And high sports boots. On her back is a small sports backpack. She is sitting on an oblong wooden box, from under some equipment. She spread her legs bent at the knees and rested her boots on the ground. Her body is leaning forward, she rested her hands on her knees, and looks attentively at the man, playfully looking at him.
MAN, 45 years old, strong, athletic build, short hair, sticking out, brown hair, graying. Old stubble on his face. He squatted next to the woman, and says something to her, and she listens to him, looking into his eyes. He is dressed in a T-shirt and military pants, on his back is a sports backpack. On his feet are high sports boots. The man and the woman are a couple. They are discussing their further path. There is a close relationship between them, warm romantic feelings, trust. They are full of determination. They have made a decision.
Prompt: The story of a man and a woman meeting. They are sitting by a fire on the ground, opposite each other, looking into each other's eyes. They are sitting on the ground of an unknown planet. They are from different worlds. They met by chance at the "crossroads of worlds" - a small, little-known planet. They look different. He, a man, from a technogenic world, a 45-year-old man. Where space punk and cyber punk reign. His whole appearance speaks of this. As does a certain brutality of his appearance - short graying hair, shaven face, scars, tattoos. His pilot's jumpsuit is not fresh. It is covered with various technical devices. Behind him, at a short distance, his brutal, like himself, is just as shabby on the star routes. A pronounced technogenic appearance of the ship. She, a woman. Soft, gentle, graceful, refined, affectionate like a cat. Very beautiful. 30 years old, with long hair, skillfully styled into an elegant hairstyle on her head, so as not to get in the way, with an artful brooch. She is very slender and athletic, her pilot's jumpsuit flows around her magnificent figure. Her beautiful slanted eyes, an aristocratic face of the European type. Plump sensual lips. Excellent posture. Behind her stands her ship, as graceful as its owner. These two are sitting under an alien starry sky with galaxies and bright stars. And only the light of the stars illuminates the world. A bright fire is reflected in the eyes and hearts.
Prompt: Alien wasteland, only rocky ground, no vegetation. An endless perspective of a gloomy world, illuminated only by the light of a huge Galaxy in the sky. In front of the round power gates of the portal, shining with an ephemeral blue force field, there are a couple of people. WOMAN, Young, 35 years old, European appearance, very beautiful, with a lively, spiritual, emotional face. She looks at the man playfully. Her figure is magnificent. She is dressed in a short top, emphasizing the beauty of her lush chest. In short military-type shorts. And high sports boots. On her back is a small sports backpack. She is sitting on an oblong wooden box, from under some equipment. She spread her legs bent at the knees and rested her boots on the ground. Her body is leaning forward, she rested her hands on her knees, and looks attentively at the man, playfully looking at him. MAN, 45 years old, strong, athletic build, short hair, sticking out, brown hair, graying. Old stubble on his face. He squatted next to the woman, and says something to her, and she listens to him, looking into his eyes. He is dressed in a T-shirt and military pants, on his back is a sports backpack. On his feet are high sports boots. The man and the woman are a couple. They are discussing their further path. There is a close relationship between them, warm romantic feelings, trust. They are full of determination. They have made a decision.
Prompt: True reason has access to many things. Almost everything. True spirit knows no bounds. Inner strength can overcome any obstacles, motivation to do the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. Love for beauty and perfection in all forms of manifestation. High-quality perception and clarity of meaning transmission. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: True reason has access to many things. Almost everything. True spirit knows no bounds. Inner strength can overcome any obstacles, motivation to do the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. Love for beauty and perfection in all forms of manifestation. High-quality perception and clarity of meaning transmission. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: True reason has access to many things. Almost everything. True spirit knows no bounds. Inner strength can overcome any obstacles, motivation to do the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. Love for beauty and perfection in all forms of manifestation. High-quality perception and clarity of meaning transmission. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: Alien wasteland, only rocky ground, no vegetation. An endless perspective of a gloomy world, illuminated only by the light of a huge Galaxy in the sky.
In front of the round power gates of the portal, shining with an ephemeral blue force field, there are a couple of people.
WOMAN, Young, 35 years old, European appearance, very beautiful, with a lively, spiritual, emotional face. She looks at the man playfully. Her figure is magnificent. She is dressed in a short top, emphasizing the beauty of her lush chest. In short military-type shorts. And high sports boots. On her back is a small sports backpack. She is sitting on an oblong wooden box, from under some equipment. She spread her legs bent at the knees and rested her boots on the ground. Her body is leaning forward, she rested her hands on her knees, and looks attentively at the man, playfully looking at him.
MAN, 45 years old, strong, athletic build, short hair, sticking out, brown hair, graying. Old stubble on his face. He squatted next to the woman, and says something to her, and she listens to him, looking into his eyes. He is dressed in a T-shirt and military pants, on his back is a sports backpack. On his feet are high sports boots. The man and the woman are a couple. They are discussing their further path. There is a close relationship between them, warm romantic feelings, trust. They are full of determination. They have made a decision.
Prompt: True reason has access to many things. Almost everything. True spirit knows no bounds. Inner strength can overcome any obstacles, motivation to do the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. Love for beauty and perfection in all forms of manifestation. High-quality perception and clarity of meaning transmission. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: True reason has access to many things. Almost everything. True spirit knows no bounds. Inner strength can overcome any obstacles, motivation to do the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. Love for beauty and perfection in all forms of manifestation. High-quality perception and clarity of meaning transmission. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: The story of a man and a woman meeting.
They are sitting by a fire on the ground, opposite each other, looking into each other's eyes. They are sitting on the ground of an unknown planet. They are from different worlds. They met by chance at the "crossroads of worlds" - a small, little-known planet.
They look different.
He, a man, from a technogenic world, a 45-year-old man. Where space punk and cyber punk reign. His whole appearance speaks of this. As does a certain brutality of his appearance - short graying hair, shaven face, scars, tattoos. His pilot's jumpsuit is not fresh. It is covered with various technical devices.
Behind him, at a short distance, his brutal, like himself, is just as shabby on the star routes. A pronounced technogenic appearance of the ship.
She, a woman. Soft, gentle, graceful, refined, affectionate like a cat. Very beautiful. 30 years old, with long hair, skillfully styled into an elegant hairstyle on her head, so as not to get in the way, with an artful brooch. She is very slender and athletic, her pilot's jumpsuit flows around her magnificent figure. Her beautiful slanted eyes, an aristocratic face of the European type. Plump sensual lips. Excellent posture. Behind her stands her ship, as graceful as its owner. These two are sitting under an alien starry sky with galaxies and bright stars. And only the light of the stars illuminates the world. A bright fire is reflected in the eyes and hearts.
Prompt: The story of a man and a woman meeting.
They are sitting by a fire on the ground, opposite each other, looking into each other's eyes. They are sitting on the ground of an unknown planet. They are from different worlds. They met by chance at the "crossroads of worlds" - a small, little-known planet.
They look different.
He, a man, from a technogenic world, a 45-year-old man. Where space punk and cyber punk reign. His whole appearance speaks of this. As does a certain brutality of his appearance - short graying hair, shaven face, scars, tattoos. His pilot's jumpsuit is not fresh. It is covered with various technical devices.
Behind him, at a short distance, his brutal, like himself, is just as shabby on the star routes. A pronounced technogenic appearance of the ship.
She, a woman. Soft, gentle, graceful, refined, affectionate like a cat. Very beautiful. 30 years old, with long hair, skillfully styled into an elegant hairstyle on her head, so as not to get in the way, with an artful brooch. She is very slender and athletic, her pilot's jumpsuit flows around her magnificent figure. Her beautiful slanted eyes, an aristocratic face of the European type. Plump sensual lips. Excellent posture. Behind her stands her ship, as graceful as its owner. These two are sitting under an alien starry sky with galaxies and bright stars. And only the light of the stars illuminates the world. A bright fire is reflected in the eyes and hearts.
Prompt: True reason has access to many things. Almost everything. True spirit knows no bounds. Inner strength can overcome any obstacles, motivation to do the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. Love for beauty and perfection in all forms of manifestation. High-quality perception and clarity of meaning transmission. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: The story of a man and a woman meeting.
They are sitting by a fire on the ground, opposite each other, looking into each other's eyes. They are sitting on the ground of an unknown planet. They are from different worlds. They met by chance at the "crossroads of worlds" - a small, little-known planet.
They look different.
He, a man, from a technogenic world, a 45-year-old man. Where space punk and cyber punk reign. His whole appearance speaks of this. As does a certain brutality of his appearance - short graying hair, shaven face, scars, tattoos. His pilot's jumpsuit is not fresh. It is covered with various technical devices.
Behind him, at a short distance, his brutal, like himself, is just as shabby on the star routes. A pronounced technogenic appearance of the ship.
She, a woman. Soft, gentle, graceful, refined, affectionate like a cat. Very beautiful. 30 years old, with long hair, skillfully styled into an elegant hairstyle on her head, so as not to get in the way, with an artful brooch. She is very slender and athletic, her pilot's jumpsuit flows around her magnificent figure. Her beautiful slanted eyes, an aristocratic face of the European type. Plump sensual lips. Excellent posture. Behind her stands her ship, as graceful as its owner. These two are sitting under an alien starry sky with galaxies and bright stars. And only the light of the stars illuminates the world. A bright fire is reflected in the eyes and hearts.
Prompt: The story of a man and a woman meeting.
They are standing behind a blazing fire, on the ground, opposite each other, looking into each other's eyes. On an unknown planet. They are from different worlds. They met by chance at the "crossroads of worlds" - a small, little-known planet.
They look different.
He, a man, of Nordic appearance, from a technogenic world, a man of 45 years old. He has short graying hair, sticking out, old stubble on his face. Where spacepunk, cyberpunk reigns. His whole appearance testifies to this. Various technical devices are attached to his body.
Behind him, a SPACESHIP, at a short distance, his brutal, like himself, just as battered on the star routes. A pronounced technogenic appearance of the ship in the spirit of the Star Wars series.
She, a woman. Of European appearance. Soft, gentle, graceful, refined, affectionate as a cat. Very beautiful. 30 years old, with long hair, skillfully styled in an elegant hairstyle on her head, so as not to get in the way, with an artful brooch. She is very slender and athletic, her pilot's jumpsuit flows around her magnificent figure. Her beautiful slanted eyes, an aristocratic face of the European type. Plump sensual lips. Excellent posture. Behind her stands her ship, as graceful as its owner. These two are sitting under a strange starry sky with galaxies and bright stars. And only the light of the stars illuminates the world. A bright fire is reflected in the eyes and hearts.
Prompt: The story of a man and a woman meeting. They are sitting by a fire on the ground, opposite each other, looking into each other's eyes. They are sitting on the ground of an unknown planet. They are from different worlds. They met by chance at the "crossroads of worlds" - a small, little-known planet. They look different. He, a man, from a technogenic world, a 45-year-old man. Where space punk, cyber punk reigns. His whole appearance testifies to this. He is covered with various technical devices. Behind him, a SPACE SHIP, at a short distance, brutal, like himself, just as battered on star routes. A pronounced technogenic appearance of the ship. She, a woman. Soft, gentle, graceful, refined, affectionate like a cat. Very beautiful. 30 years old, with long hair, skillfully styled into an elegant hairstyle on her head, so as not to get in the way, with an artful brooch. She is very slender and athletic, her pilot's jumpsuit flows around her magnificent figure. Her beautiful slanted eyes, an aristocratic face of the European type. Plump sensual lips. Excellent posture. Behind her stands her ship, as graceful as its owner. These two sit under an alien starry sky with galaxies and bright stars. And only the light of the stars illuminates the world. A bright fire is reflected in the eyes and hearts.
Prompt: The story of a man and a woman meeting.
They are sitting by a fire on the ground, opposite each other, looking into each other's eyes. They are sitting on the ground of an unknown planet. They are from different worlds. They met by chance at the "crossroads of worlds" - a small, little-known planet.
They look different.
He, a man, from a technogenic world, a 45-year-old man. Where space punk and cyber punk reign. His whole appearance speaks of this. As does a certain brutality of his appearance - short graying hair, shaven face, scars, tattoos. His pilot's jumpsuit is not fresh. It is covered with various technical devices.
Behind him, at a short distance, his brutal, like himself, is just as shabby on the star routes. A pronounced technogenic appearance of the ship.
She, a woman. Soft, gentle, graceful, refined, affectionate like a cat. Very beautiful. 30 years old, with long hair, skillfully styled into an elegant hairstyle on her head, so as not to get in the way, with an artful brooch. She is very slender and athletic, her pilot's jumpsuit flows around her magnificent figure. Her beautiful slanted eyes, an aristocratic face of the European type. Plump sensual lips. Excellent posture. Behind her stands her ship, as graceful as its owner. These two are sitting under an alien starry sky with galaxies and bright stars. And only the light of the stars illuminates the world. A bright fire is reflected in the eyes and hearts.
Prompt: The story of a man and a woman meeting.
They are sitting by a fire on the ground, opposite each other, looking into each other's eyes. They are sitting on the ground of an unknown planet. They are from different worlds. They met by chance at the "crossroads of worlds" - a small, little-known planet.
They look different.
He, a man, from a technogenic world, a 45-year-old man. Where space punk and cyber punk reign. His whole appearance speaks of this. As does a certain brutality of his appearance - short graying hair, shaven face, scars, tattoos. His pilot's jumpsuit is not fresh. It is covered with various technical devices.
Behind him, at a short distance, his brutal, like himself, is just as shabby on the star routes. A pronounced technogenic appearance of the ship.
She, a woman. Soft, gentle, graceful, refined, affectionate like a cat. Very beautiful. 30 years old, with long hair, skillfully styled into an elegant hairstyle on her head, so as not to get in the way, with an artful brooch. She is very slender and athletic, her pilot's jumpsuit flows around her magnificent figure. Her beautiful slanted eyes, an aristocratic face of the European type. Plump sensual lips. Excellent posture. Behind her stands her ship, as graceful as its owner. These two are sitting under an alien starry sky with galaxies and bright stars. And only the light of the stars illuminates the world. A bright fire is reflected in the eyes and hearts.
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: Picture in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism, technoapocalypse. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9 A futuristic manned aircraft, a flyer, in the form of a huge beetle. Metal, titanium, body, complex technogenic design. Bionic dragonfly wings. Jointed, folding landing supports, three on each side at the bottom, are placed and are preparing for landing. The flyer comes in for a landing near archaeological excavations. Near which android robots scurry. The clay-sandy soil around is full of strange climbing plants that cover the entire surface of the soil. The greenish tint of the alien sky is visible in the opening perspective.
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 up. Thousands of porthole windows are visible in its walls. The city-column has a variable cross-section, smaller at the bottom and expands conically upward, ending in a hemispherical dome-top. Numerous transitions supporting the main building diverge to the sides to smaller satellite towers. 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 railway interchanges. Flyers are scurrying in the air. The huge city stands in the middle of a lowland rocky desert, small cliffs are visible, in comparison with the size of the giant city.
Prompt: Picture in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, dieselpunk, retrofuturism, technoapocalypse. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9. A witch performs a magical ritual on a halographic image of a man
Prompt: Retrofuturism, Jean-Baptiste Monge, Renoir and Jasmine Beckett Griffith image. Wide-angle image, format 16 She stands on a deserted street of Khreshchatyk in the late 19th century. She is wearing a long, expensive dress. Gorgeous young Spanish woman D'Archaville, Luisa Royo in a large hat with shades of black and a veil., beautiful face of a cut of feminine beauty, expressive eyes, sensual plump lips, red lipstick, delicate features, seductive look, artful gold necklace and earrings, , elegant socialite image style , bright, beautiful, splash, sparkling, cute and charming, filigree, extremely, magic of an image, surreal, fantasy, digital art, wlop, artgerm and James Jean. Breathtaking beauty, pure perfection, divine presence, unforgettable, impressive, breathtaking beauty, volumetric light, auras, rays, vibrant colors reflect.
Prompt: Retrofuturism, Jean-Baptiste Monge, Renoir and Jasmine Beckett Griffith image. Wide-angle image, format 16 She stands on a deserted street of Khreshchatyk in the late 19th century. She is wearing a long, expensive dress. Gorgeous young Spanish woman D'Archaville, Luisa Royo in a large hat with shades of black and a veil., beautiful face of a cut of feminine beauty, expressive eyes, sensual plump lips, red lipstick, delicate features, seductive look, artful gold necklace and earrings, , elegant socialite image style , bright, beautiful, splash, sparkling, cute and charming, filigree, extremely, magic of an image, surreal, fantasy, digital art, wlop, artgerm and James Jean. Breathtaking beauty, pure perfection, divine presence, unforgettable, impressive, breathtaking beauty, volumetric light, auras, rays, vibrant colors reflect.
Prompt: Picture in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism. Beautiful, young energetic "red beast" A young woman with expressive eyes and plump sensual lips, winks playfully, smiling. She stands with her back, half-turned, looking back, and coquettishly lifts her hair to her head. Her pose is playful, she has a fitness figure, blue tight jeans, and a shirt with a knot on her stomach. She stands near the hood of a chic retro car.
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.
