Prompt: Someone was playing Schubert's Expectation with feeling, though with an untrained hand, and the sweet melody flowed like honey through the air.
Prompt: A beautiful blonde girl, blue-eyed, in a white sweater and trousers, stands sideways at an autumn window and watches nature. And what will happen tomorrow? - And tomorrow October will come! And a torn leaf will whirl anxiously, It is a little chilled and frozen in the cool wind, But what can you do? The whims of autumn nature...
Prompt: A beautiful girl, blue-eyed, in a white sweater, sits at a table by an autumn window and drinks autumn tea with rowan and watches nature. On the table is a vase with decorative flowers and rowan branches. And what will happen tomorrow? - And tomorrow will be October! And a torn leaf will whirl anxiously, It is a little chilled and frozen in the cool wind, But what can you do? The whim of autumn nature...
Prompt: But I want to run into the captivity of passions, So that sensuality is primordial I diluted the regularity of the nights. So that the world rises above a boring, even life, In emotions, the sunset is coloring again... What is happiness? Is it the smooth course of the orbit, Is it a sharp uneven love? And I'm like this, I cherish extremes. And that, and that! Otherwise, there is no me. If feelings are on the verge of apogee, And if it's cozy: without smoke and fire. Trying to embrace what is imm
Prompt: October kissed Kalina, She blushed with happiness in response. And leaves, fiery glow, I was in no hurry to throw it off my body. Love, the drink is not simple, He wandered, boiling, in red bunches, Mixing and reality. And a dream with a dream… And he was overflowing with feelings later. October favored Kalina… And from his touch, Every leaf in it was trembling, I'm getting redder and redder with embarrassment. Tired of his onslaught, I gave up in the morning, burning in love. And in the ligh
Prompt: My soul is a wanderer, it goes on long paths, everything works tirelessly on roads or trails. My soul is a wanderer, it glows, then it crumples and, like the dew of heaven, it is washed with tears. Her paths are not close either by swamps, then by heights, she bumps into stones. Her paths are not close, not all are lined with silks, she lives, she is sad. He will repay everything with retribution, neither silver nor gold. My soul is a wanderer and prays and repents...
Prompt: My soul is a wanderer, it goes on long paths, everything works tirelessly on roads or trails. My soul is a wanderer, it glows, then it crumples and, like the dew of heaven, it is washed with tears. Her paths are not close either by swamps, then by heights, she bumps into stones. Her paths are not close, not all are lined with silks, she lives, she is sad. He will repay everything with retribution, neither silver nor gold. My soul is a wanderer and prays and repents...
Prompt: Appreciate every day, no matter what it is, let it be bitter sometimes, and the sky cries, but life is all striped, after the cold comes defrosting, and again the warmth in the soul and in the sky of the bird, victory will return after defeat. Love every day, don't rush it, and appreciate every minute!
Prompt: hinese Goddess Werewolf Nine-Tailed Fox. Hybrid of a girl and a fox. Beautifully drawn face. Nine fluffy tails. Fluffy blue fur. Standing on the shore of the lake. Chinese landscapes. Red flowers. Night. Dark background. Bright colors. Diamond painting. Fantasy. Anime.
Prompt: I fell in love with her, I fell in love! Even though I've never seen a face, I was languishing in anticipation of the meeting And he devoted poems endlessly. They were delivered by a pugnacious wind, I heard breathing in response, But the arrival did not notice her again. The September dawn was to blame.
Prompt: The trills are no longer heard, only a glimmer of dawn. Cranes flew south in a shoal. The morning is cool, and the nights are longer. The grey month of October stands at the door. Suddenly the big houses became faceless, The Winter Queen is coming to visit soon. The wind rustles in the park, flocks of leaves are carried away ... Do not hurry to leave, belated Autumn!
Prompt: God! Hear me! I'm asking you for a little bit. Before the holy icon, I pray, Protect all those whom I love. All my relatives and all my friends. Feed and warm up with bread… In a difficult hour, an Angel was sent to them To save them on the edge of the path. Give them happiness, joy and peace. Forgive all sins and calm down. Teach yourself not to lose, Teach yourself to love them and forgive them. Make sure that those who are dear to me Stay longer on Earth. God! I ask you a little... save all those whom I love!
Prompt: At night, autumn quietly cried, There are traces of September on the asphalt. The number 30 has already winked, From the folding calendar. Autumn has been wandering in the city for 30 days, Promising to fall asleep with foliage, His tearful, generous scattering, What she left on the pavement.
Prompt: She's as gentle as a first kiss. She is as mysterious as a mystery. She is exquisite, like brut. She is not accidental in her actions She is like a warm breeze, That blows with sadness in my soul. She is, of course, a vocalist With almond bitterness in the "bush". And even if it's not perfect, And there is no freshness of spring in it. There are no trembling soul lamentations, She has the gait of a mistress. It has all the charms for inspiration. She has a refined personality. There is a mystery of moments in it. After all, autumn is grace!
Prompt: Against the background of an autumn park, a close-up of a beautiful blonde girl in a hat and a modern suit of a soft blue color, artistic. realistic. digital painting, bright
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.
