Prompt: Intricately textured vibrant highly imaginative surreal digital acryl and ink illustration, Alexander Jansson, Catrin Welz-Stein, and Gustave Moreau style: "An overgrown weathered gnarly branch holding several whimsical storybook houses and a bell tower, dangling vines"; the branch is emerging from a magical marsh with weathered old stone steps leading up to the branch, tall carnivorous plants, flowers, high grasses, luminous sunset, reflections, hdr, *SK, cinematic lighting, HDR, high definition, no text.
Prompt: Who is the King of the jungle? (ooh-ooh)
Who is the King of the sea? (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the universe?
And Who's the King of me? (I'll tell you)
J - E - S - U - S (Yes!)
He is the King of me
He is the King of the universe
The jungle and the sea (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the jungle? (ooh-ooh)
Who is the King of the sea? (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the universe?
And Who's the King of me? (I'll tell you)
J - E - S - U - S (Yes!)
He is the King of me
He is the King of the universe
The jungle and the sea (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the jungle? (ooh-ooh)
Who is the King of the sea? (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the universe?
And Who's the King of me? (I'll tell you)
J - E - S - U - S (Yes!)
He is the King of me
He is the King of the universe
The jungle and the sea (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
He is the King of the universe
The jungle and the sea
Prompt: Lauri Adolf Nieminen
First names Lauri Adolf
Last name Nieminen
Estate: Married
Gender: Male
Nationality Finland
Nationality: Finland
Mother tongue: Finnish
Number of children 3
Occupation: Farmer
Military rank Private
DOB: 07.06.1905
Date of death 26.01.1940
Place of death: Aittojoki
The death class fell, blessed and buried
Cemetery Längelmäki
Burial place 139
Municipality of residence Längelmäki
Home municipality Längelmäki
Municipality of death: Suojärvi
Municipality of birth: Längelmäki
Brigade-level units
Winter War: 30.11.1939 - 26.01.1940 4./JR 16
Prompt: Enigmatic figure at midnight, veiled woman with eternity in her eyes, scythe hanging on her belt, cold lips murmuring distant words, eyes as deep as the abyss, love intertwined with death, prisoner of earthly chains, loneliness and sorrow, a kiss of icy embrace, the inevitability of fate, the acceptance of mortality, the lingering presence of death, a moment of transcendence, the cold country of the afterlife, the passage of time, the promise of liberation, the final kiss of departure.
Prompt: Do you devils live in the lust of fornication and the howling of a dog, and do not repent, so that you go to Hell and there the fire is not extinguished and the worm dies, but there you live forever in suffering and gnashing of teeth
Prompt: Vibrant meadow of colorful wildflowers, a young girl with flowing hair facing away, imperial fleet of ships in the sky, futuristic design, meadow stretching to the horizon, variety of flowers - poppies, daisies, and lavender, girl in a flowing dress, ships with sleek metallic hulls, dramatic clouds in the sky, distant mountains, soft natural lighting, warm sunset colors, detailed brushwork, realistic style with a touch of fantasy, by a blend of J.M.W. Turner and John Harris, high-resolution digital painting, ArtStation showcase.
Prompt: Look up, brothers, the time has come,
In front of us, even the strongest is powerless.
Time stops and the mountains move from their places,
We will not be shocked even if fire rains on the earth.
For the weak, it may be too much of an invitation to metal,
But not for those who are guided by the instinct of the warrior!
The sky beats fire above us,
Echoes on the rocks a voice of truth.
The magic of the blood oath is always there to protect us,
Bring the sign of metal brotherhood!
Wherever we go, we are always noticed,
Honor and power make us believe.
Coming will follow us with the mighty,
Nature is on our side to support the message:
For the weak, it may be too much of an invitation to metal,
But not for those who are guided by the instinct of the warrior!
The sky beats fire above us,
Echoes on the rocks a voice of truth.
The magic of the blood oath is always there to protect us,
Bring the sign of metal brotherhood!
The sky beats fire above us,
Echoes on the rocks a voice of truth.
The sky beats fire above us,
Echoes on the rocks a voice of truth.
The magic of the blood oath is always there to protect us,
Bring the sign of metal brotherhood!
The sky is on fire!
Heaven l
Prompt: A Woman in Bloom: A luminous, beautiful transparent glass woman, showcasing an intricate internal ecosystem, featuring miniature plants with delicate ferns and yellow flowers sprouting from within, blurring the line between surreal nature and organic growth, set against a dreamy bokeh background that evokes an ethereal atmosphere, with a focus on her portrait profile, adorned with lush green foliage, symbolizing biodiversity and the inner world, rendered in stunning 3D digital art with photorealistic textures, highlighting the intricate details of the figure's skin, hair, and surroundings, with a medium flowing auburn hairstyle that appears to be woven from the very plants and flowers that inhabit her, all presented in high-resolution with an emphasis on capturing the play of light and abstract big particle effect on her fragile, crystalline form.
Prompt: It is with great sadness that it is announced that dear God, in His wise counsel, saw everything good and called away our dear children Kalle Hermann on 18.9.1987 at the age of 6 years, 2 months and 14 days, Sanna Karoliina on 12.12.1987 at the age of 1 month and 1 day, Janne Petteri on 19.12.1987 at the age of 13 years, 5 months and 15 days and Simo Kristian on 14.2.1988 at the age of 8 years, 9 months and 19 days, they were mostly missed by their mother, father, 2 brothers and 4 sisters
Prompt: The animation begins with a scene featuring familiar characters from the Pikku Kakkonen logo: a ghost, the moon, a flower, and a bird. After this, the characters move to a building representing Yle TV2's 'Tohlopinranta television studio.' Characters Heikki and Nalle have stayed behind to play in a snowball fight and notice that the others have left. They decide to leave and slide down the hill to the shore. Nalle suggests to Heikki that they walk on the ice to the studio, which Heikki refuses, opting to walk along the edge of the shore instead. Nalle walks on the ice and falls through. When Nalle falls through the ice, a bird familiar from the logo caws on the studio's dock. Heikki rescues Nalle with a scarf, and Nalle crawls back to the shore along the ice to dry himself off. Nalle is embarrassed, but Heikki comforts him. Heikki and Nalle walk to the studio, where Nalle gets to warm up. After that, all the logo characters are amazed and form the Pikku Kakkonen logo on the television screen of the studio building, and then the moment.
Prompt: In the desolate wilderness of Korpilouko cabin, depict the stark reality of Tobias Topinpoika ("Topi") and Retriika Euphrosyyne Saarantytär (née Juntunen) ("Riika") Romppanen's life. Show the family of seven, including the parents and their five children, struggling with poverty and hardship. Illustrate Topi and Riika, prematurely aged and embittered by hunger and toil, their faces etched with exhaustion and despair. Capture the desolate cabin surroundings, emphasizing the harsh living conditions and the wilderness' unforgiving nature.
Amidst this bleak existence, introduce a glimmer of hope and uncertainty inspired by the agitators' message from the villages. Depict the remote area's landscape subtly shifting, hinting at the possibility of change. Emphasize the contrast between the worn-out, resigned expressions of Topi and Riika and the faint spark of optimism in their eyes upon hearing the news. Visualize the symbolic act of casting the red line on the ballot paper, representing a choice that could alter their fate.
Utilize a muted color palette to convey the somber atmosphere, with earthy tones and subtle hints of red symbolizing hope. Employ a realistic style with detailed character expressions and rugged wilderness scenery. Illuminate the scene with a mix of natural light filtering through the cabin's worn windows, casting shadows that echo the family's struggles and resilience.
Prompt: On the islet of such a rushing stream there is a castle of Olavin
And in its thoughts, it looks into the black of the stream
It then protected the country with strong walls and rocks.
When the waves of time brought their anxiety
There is silenced playing to the kantele of the strait supercharger
And gone is also the black ram in the castle
Now the castle tells you that the legend has survived for a long time
If you only understand it
This is what the castle says: on a stormy night, the gate was opened
And from there the men rushed to the castle in pursuit
When the battle until the morning break, the fraud was then investigated
The reason, it was alleged, is the Kainon of the White Maiden
With tears in his eyes, he was silent and heard the verdict
And they bricked it up, so the dungeon wall
Took the secret behind the head of the innocent maiden
When a loved one was guilty
But from tears, the maiden's soon stem of the rowan
Already the white flowers lifted, broke the wall
Got a clean glow from the heart to his berries
It was given by the power of love's greatest
Now the innocent of the maiden of the song is still ringing in the wind
When the rowan broke already on a stormy night
Only the legend remained, the castle of Olavin will tell you that
And now you understand the sighs of it
Prompt: He was a man who was born into the world to shake nations, the scourge of all countries, who in some way terrified all mankind with terrible rumors raised about him abroad. He was proud of his walk, rolling his eyes here and there, so that the power of his proud spirit appeared in the movement of his body. He was indeed war-loving, yet restrained in his actions, powerful in his counsel, merciful to donors, and gentle with those once taken under his protection. Short stature, wide chest and large head; his eyes were small, his beard thin and gray; and he had a flat nose and dark skin, which showed evidence of his origins. [20]: 182–183
Prompt: Rexy, the playful Tyrannosaurus skeleton, with dog-like behavior, Dexter the mischievous capuchin monkey, miniature civilizations of the American frontier, Old West, and ancient Mayans, Easter Island Moai with a love for chewing gum and a penchant for nicknaming, mannequins of American Civil War soldiers, wax models of Attila the Hun, Pyromaniac Neanderthals, and Sacagawea encased in glass, Theodore Roosevelt on horseback rescuing Larry from bickering miniature leaders Jedediah and Octavius, Pharaoh Ahkmenra's golden tablet, museum exhibits coming to life at night, magical realism, vibrant and detailed scenes, whimsical and fantastical elements, historical and mythical figures, dynamic lighting creating a mysterious ambiance, intricate museum dioramas, lively and engaging narrative, by a blend of artists inspired by fantasy and history.
Prompt: In the beginning, Moomintroll wakes up in the middle of hibernation and sees how the whole Moominvalley is covered with snow. She tries to wake Moominmamma, but to no avail. Moomintroll just can't sleep. Moomintroll goes down and sees the eyes under the kitchen cabinet, but they disappear. The creature under the kitchen cabinet is the hairy Radamsa, who frightened Moomintroll.
Little My is also awake by a beautiful-tailed squirrel and is angry with him. Little My leaves her older sister to sleep in the cave where she lives and goes down the hill with a cardboard box.
Moomintroll, on the other hand, has met Tuu-tik and got to know her. Tuu-tikki has made a snow lantern, and she sits with Moomintroll by it in a snowy, moonlit forest. Tuu-tikki and Moomintroll leave and take the candle with them, because Tuu-tikki is afraid that Mörö will arrive and sit on it. They go to the Moomin bathing room and stay there late into the night. The bathing room is also home to eight invisible shrews. However, Moomintroll wants to sleep at home
Prompt: There's a peep on the home path, then there's singing, I'm peeing and pooping, we're celebrating butt ass shit, then there's everyone always putting their heads to their ankles, putting all the freckles together, there's always celebrating autism's eulogy, everyone is always fucking, then there's always fucking ass shit
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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