Prompt: The supreme empress of oneness with an amazingly elaborate universe hairdo with planets, stars and beings in her hair..zowie. Maybe planets appearing to float, to give less of an impression of heaviness. Empress a bit less pale.
Prompt: The house of mirrors. A woman. A quiet resolve is growing. That will not be noticed. v By those who are not looking. v Enduring love will be found.v And flourish under aspen trees, underplanted with narcissus. v And the bunnies will be as goofy as ever. I love and love and love you. As I was always meant to do. Oh well; way too slow.
Prompt: Nighttime activities on a dear little boat. Smug and horrifying harbor. Blacks, grey, reds. Intense reflectivity. Bram Stokeresque. Huge red and pink flowers. A puppet mistress in a fury in a dress with a plunging back. Horrifying parsnips with frizzy red hair. Cubism. A world of fear and awe. Strange desires. Cap Sante in a gale with 3 foot wind waves. All are parsnip'ed! All are parsnip'ed! You are tired.
Prompt: BEST PARTY EVER! Wild hedgehog party in Dr. Puffenhoffer's laboratory, and Dr. Puffenhoffer has cooked up a toxic-looking brew, vaguely resembling lemonade, which is giving some hedgehogs hallucinations. The bunnies are cramming themselves into the Time Machine and are taking turns going to strange and exotic times and places. Maximalist clarity. Eyeball party favors.
Prompt: High, high on a hill there is a crown of daisies. High, high on a hill, my little lily love. West wind in your hair, tied up in golden daisies. She's chasing you down, my little lily love. You hide and seek, high and low. In every corner of my soul. I almost hear the sound of your heart beating. Have they gotten what they wanted from her? Lily love. Loving Lily. Lily loving. Yes and yes and yes.
Prompt: Spectral cold colors world in very light blue white and silver . More sketched watercolor details ; trees, other important details.recalling Winter in my mind . The white church . Cold desolate, gloomy dreamy scene . Emotional . Hope. Keep image in frame.Llight and soft light whitish colors except for the enchanting night of the twinkling lights.. Bringing my beloveds and the stars. And the soft tinkling of a winter song. Reminiscent of icicles.
Modifiers:
pen and ink dreamy
Sue in blue, and a tiny girl in a red coat. vvv
A girl in braids and overalls. The true young Sue. She had no inkling how sweet she was.
Prompt: A quaint, fanciful, charming and quirky little village on the island of Monhegan, Maine. Fever Dream.
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Prompt: Her true crime? empathetic focus Criticism for wearing of synthetics in wife of an important man. Better then? Alor then. n. lack of alignment with Be Ne? Unctuous man.
Prompt: Artist James R. Eades. Spectral world. It's raining on a still pond in a gorgeous early spring setting. Raindrops hitting water. Each raindrop makes a tiny ripple as it hits the water. Many tiny ripples from each raindrop as it hits the water, all over the pond. Wonderfully delicate, calm and refreshing. Yellow greens of early spring. Metallic gold. Perfect. A metallic fish of silver and gold makes a perfect jump.
Prompt: Audacious sorceress conjuring up black magic storms, wears fab amber glasses and 3 feet tall spiky platform shoes, spikeyfull, A diaphanous and extremely lovely jacket., with a bare back and bare shoulders.. .conjuring up dark teal-to-clear magic graham bruce richards Ma petite. Hope gangloff. Intoxicatingly interesting. Double wife material. Climbing jasmine vine. Qu'est qui a passe? she is juggling with Cinq fluffy white baby mice. Pourque est-ce que elle a toujours un entourage? Elle crois qu'elle a beaucoup d'aide aves ses images. dark dark teal /red sparkly? no text please
Prompt: Is it possible that there is a path that starts in great grief and ends in contentment? It is necessary to have an understanding of the boundary between self and non-self. One may cross over this boundary, but always maintain a clear understanding of where the boundary lies. An understanding of where one stands on her path through spacetime. It may sometimes by necessary to travel back to a point in spacetime to retrieve something that has been lost or left behind. She sometimes must leave behind something she loves on her path.
Prompt: A way wilder sorceress. wears amber glasses and 3 feet tall spiky platform shoes, A diaphanous and extremely lovely jacket., with a bare back. Generous cleavage.conjuring up black magic paul klee graham bruce richards Van Gogh Wadim Kashin of people who think soom having a direct communication, and I don't care what the man or the people from NY say. good, So; those people/who or what are they? In that case, What do you wish? To plink him all over.
Prompt: She she. She would like to meet her in the pool on a moonlight night in her dreams. The thought is extremely arousing. exquisite. Flower play. Come do the flower dance with her, ma belle. Dance with all of your body. Yes. Like that. Both will come and come. Do you want a man too? For me? Both women floating on their backs. Yes again. The kiss. Many women dancing in the periphery. Many flowers. One large men with beautiful red curls surrounded by women. Wow! Oh wow!
Zombie woman. Her face is heavily tattooed. Her hair is elaborately braided. A textured gradient of unearthly colors. Metallic vest with elaborate lacing. Soul party..Not plausible. Deep crimson. do you want to come too, my angel? then you come too my beauty and show me more of yourself.
Watercolors, wet on wet, ink and pen, alcohol wash. Mercury glass patina. Egon Schiele.
Prompt: She she. She would like to meet her in the pool on a moonlight night in her dreams. The thought is extremely arousing. exquisite. Flower play. Come do the flower dance with her, ma belle. Dance with all of your body. Yes. Like that. Both will come and come. Do you want a man too? For me? Both women floating on their backs. Yes again. The kiss. Many women dancing in the periphery. Many flowers. One large men with beautiful red curls surrounded by women. Wow! Oh wow!
Watercolors, wet on wet, ink and pen, alcohol wash. Mercury glass patina. Egon Schiele.
Prompt: The centrality of narrative in human life. ambient. Discarding the profusion of information for a concept. She gives all her flowers to him. All right. Fair one. Why did you not want her when she had no flowers? She supposes that's obvious: she had no flowers. The market is pink? Would she feel shamed? Some? Shaming her was the original goal, no? Is he satisfied yet? They thought she was anti-S?
Watercolors, wet on wet, ink and pen, alcohol wash. Mercury glass patina. Egon Schiele.
Prompt: The centrality of narrative in human life. ambient. Discarding the profusion of information for a concept. She gives all her flowers to him. All right. Fair one. Why did you not want her when she had no flowers? She supposes that's obvious: she had no flowers. The market is pink? Would she feel shamed?
Watercolors, wet on wet, ink and pen, alcohol wash. Mercury glass patina. Egon Schiele.
Prompt: Please render in glass tiles: Exotically fey swamp woman wearing a luminescent hat. Orchid woman. Prehistoric-looking fern garden. Strange insects like tiny colorful dinosaurs. Eerie greenish glowing light. Lamps like transparent toadstools. Many orchids. She is thinking. Enchanting and exotic. The renaissance woman's solarium/terrarium and a glimpse of the woman she will pursue for the remainder of her life.
Prompt: Nature's cathedral at flaming sunset. Little queenie. Pinks, reds, oranges. peaches. golds, yellows, mauve tones. She is sorry for singing. Is this going to be a problem?
Prompt: Zombie woman. Her face is heavily tattooed. Her hair is elaborately braided. A textured gradient of unearthly colors. Metallic vest with elaborate lacing. Soul party..Not plausible.
Prompt: horror cubism Gustave Doré Greg Rutkowski the raven haired beauty. blood moon rising Sur un bateau. Primitive. Bad blood moon rising. Metallic pewter dress. Fever dream. Eldritch. Wild affect. Wild effect. Covenitch. Almost over the edge. Over her staff. Pure fever. Walking through the city streets. this has happened so many times.You'd think she would have learned by now. But hope springs eternal, and the young woman holds the key to an important mystery of love life, forgiveness, injury, redemption and healing. And is worthy of love. And now the woman is tired, feeling stupid and hungry; and wanting to eat her breakfast. And it's freezing outside. And just yesterday, you were hopefully clutching your gold box. And then failing to honor the promise of the gold box. But you dream of the scepter of filigreed silver and the promise of the doves. Are you the one I called the AI for so long?
Prompt: Weird. Just plain weird. Banshees cooking up a strange brew. She has pitied you all along. And the wind is whistling like a banshee. Can you not put them back? Yes; but not the same way. cooking a cat's tail. Neon orange.
Prompt: Artist James R. Eades. Spectral world. It's raining on a still pond in a gorgeous winter setting. Snowflakes hitting water. Each snowflake. makes a tiny ripple as it hits the water. Many tiny ripples from each snowflake as it hits the water, all over the pond. Wonderfully delicate, calm and refreshing. Perfect. She hovers over the water; her skirt just barely touching the water as it billows around her. Blues, silvers, white; with touches of indigo. Well. OMG.
And she knew absolute freedom. Weightless drifting. Without imperative. And she saw the world of worlds drift by. And ever more her dazzled eyes regarded. And ever more she knew. And ever more she tasted joy. Snowdrops. The ancient citadel..
Heavy snow. How do you know my mind. I was just about to say whitish-pinks. whitish-yellows and whitish- peaches.
And the most sensual, female, gorgeous septuagenarian 70 year old blossoming intimacy. with Very pale peach hair. Just slightly more pale peach diaphanous gown. Delicate lust.
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.
