Prompt: Painterly. A dream world on Monhegan Island, Maine. A magical and enchanting place. A woman is wondering whether cherished friendships will continue after this interlude in her life. Trying to find the strength to say goodbye. Watching a sailboat get farther and farther away, and not calling it back.
Prompt: A dream of a woman in a diaphanous dress being deep in a California poppy field, where the poppies are higher than her head. In the hills, and hearing a voice who wanted to elevate her to a position of respect, admiration and love. Ingenious flower lamps. Wandering lost nevertheless. Her delicate dreams. Will he continue to guard her? And how can he know that place? Ah, yes.
Prompt: Building a mystery. Lily Pearl. Mist as needed. Exquisite. A canopy of trees, dripping with orchids. The woman. A person could come and find her if they wanted to enough. Aware she is leaving end 5?
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 violet red makes a perfect jump.
Prompt: bAmazingly wacky drone guy flying past. No such thing as too many adorable baby bunnies.
Many adorable, fluffy baby bunnies. In fact, it is raining adorable fluffy baby bunnies. The woman is running around with a basket trying to catch all the bunnies. Believe it or not, it is the playful and sometimes wacky companionship that she will miss most of all. Great affection. Excellent fab wonderful Bunns. He is so sure I don't love him. He's not a baby bunny? 5 And in between my fingers, I see such an amazing, beautiful charismatic baby bunny. I am in love. Oh my love. my fluffy baby love.
Prompt: A woman who knits chickens could be a fine and inspiring thing. Chicken-knitting women should be protected. Two knitted bunnies so small they can fit in your hand. This is a very fine thing. Will there be room for chicken-knitting women in the new world order? Very fine indeed. Now all she needs to do is learn to knit. Wunderbar. Loving them.
Prompt: Does anyone else ever get the feeling that they're being watched? Followed? Manipulated by a master manipulator? Judged by the cynical tribunal of a totalitarian state who strives to preserve the appearance of truth and justice, even as they're fully aware that what is being presented is a tissue of lies? Magical realism. An omnipotent-looking entity with terrifying eyes that are full of lies. Superimposed against a heartbreakingly beautiful truth, and the profoundness of fireflies. The powerful and wonder of a symbol of an awakening that is occurring even as we watch. A magnificent and easily parsed symbol. Here. Let it pass through. Better. Fantastic. Striking colors. The simplicity of a logo.
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 story will be told by she to whom the events occurred. v Come to the table. v Share your talents. Eat well. Drink deeply of life. You stay in the darkness. Still I know and love you well. v And two who cannot be here. How I did, and do; love them so. You have given me the sorrow to crouch in darkness. And the love and strength to turn my face to the light once again. vvv
Prompt: A beautiful 40 year-old-woman riding a bike and carrying a large red umbrella in the rain of a small moth in the atoll of Bora Bora. She is wearing a pink flowing skirt. She has thick black hair flowing down the back of her dress. She is carrying a Pina colada in a coconut, with a pink umbrella. Please, please, please; not so ugly. In her other hand she is carrying another Pina colada in a coconut, from which she is sipping. It presents a charming picture. One which she will remember for the rest of her life. You are absolutely revolting. And is an utter condemnation of the culture you represent.
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.
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. No people. Keep image in frame.Llight and soft light whitish colors except for the enchanting night of the twinkling lights..
Modifiers:
pen and ink dreamy
Sue in blue, and a tiny girl in a red coat. vvv
Prompt: Does anyone else ever get the feeling that they're being watched? Followed? Manipulated by a master manipulator? Judged by the cynical tribunal of a totalitarian state who strives to preserve the appearance of truth and justice, even as they're fully aware that what is being presented is a tissue of lies? Magical realism. An omnipotent-looking entity with terrifying eyes that are full of lies. Superimposed against a heartbreakingly beautiful truth, and the profoundness of fireflies. The powerful and wonder of a symbol of an awakening that is occurring even as we watch. A magnificent and easily parsed symbol. Here. Let it pass through. Better. Fantastic. Striking colors. The simplicity of a logo.
Prompt: What if, what if, what if....That is a lovely picture. But I was imagining a world where people get to see everything you do and judge you, based on you-know-not what criteria, while they are staying in darkness, and unjudgeable in return.......all-unknowingly, it is they who are being judged? They. Hark! One has only to listen. Judge not; lest ye be judged.
Prompt: Two cats riding bicycles to a party on Halloween. Bad hair day. Palette: Pacific blue, Mango, papaya, soft yellow, metallic copper. Spooky. Bad hair day.
Prompt: An extremely powerful dark dark sorcerer conjuring up magic. He is exploding beautiful glass spheres, to shattering effect. Huge explosions. And he is far more beautiful She requires that from him. paul klee graham bruce richards Van Gogh Wadim Kashin surrealism art colorful poppies Semi-cactus-form Dahlia ‘Black Jack.’ Leonid Afremov luminescent ethereal dendritic Substance Designer Gustav Klimt twilight cosmic colorful beautiful fantasy fantasycore ambient. Lupine. Ok; I think Lovely, lovely candyman. Candymandycore art takes one a long way. Alex Hirsch Kehinde Wiley Opalescent. and still Mississippi John Hurt Art Shattered glass effect. And I know for a fact y do not need the green. Y. That is truth.
Prompt: A frazzled woman made entirely of passwords and usernames and passkeys and passcodes. And computer chips. metallic paint. She is literally made out of letters and numbers and symbols. She is surrounded by hungry appliances begging her to feed them passwords.
Prompt: Amazingly wacky drone guy flying past. No such thing as too many adorable baby bunnies.
Many adorable, fluffy baby bunnies. In fact, it is raining adorable fluffy baby bunnies. The woman is running around with a basket trying to catch all the bunnies. Believe it or not, it is the playful and sometimes wacky companionship that she will miss most of all. Great affection.
Prompt: Umm. Painterly. Graham Bruce Richards. There is a woman who lives in this small village. She is descended from Naiads; nymphs who once lived in watery places. She usually wears a green diaphanous dress, and has small, vestigial gills in her neck.Being only part human; the Naiad doesn't know the secret. She knows only that the spell has many effects on her life. Orchids. She spends most of her days in a pool that is lined with red iridescent tiles, and overlooks the sea. There are red hibiscus planted around the pool. Does he think people get conceited if y praise them too much?
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... .conjuring up greenish yellow 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. Neon yellow and metallic gold? Everybody in the pool!
Prompt: A grand unifying theory. A way wilder sorceress. wears amber glasses and 3 feet tall spiky platform shoes, A diaphanous and extremely lovely jacket. conjuring up black magic paul klee graham bruce richards Van Gogh Wadim Kashin surrealism psychedelic art colorful delphiniums Semi-cactus-form Dahlia ‘Black Jack.’ Leonid Afremov luminescent ethereal dendritic Substance Designer Gustav Klimt twilight cosmic colorful beautiful fantasy fantasycore ambient. Lupine. Ok; I think Lovely, lovely candyman. Candymandycore art takes one a long way. Alex Hirsch Kehinde Wiley A bit more jamaican Bob Marley Opalescent. and still Mississippi John Hurt Art glass spheres exploding. She is asking you, my magician. Shattered glass effect. Crackling foci of lightning inside of glass orbs. He will shatter the glass unless y tell him not to. Process has become more important than original goal, as is the case with much of life. Specifically about dollars. All right then. You are willing to manage without her. Then what specifically are you willing to offer? More recognition? More green? She wants you to renounce claim of all of her possessions. She wants to know what this is about. A reality show about an unknowing participant? Underlying nodal structure. Slam. Slam. slam. slam. slam. slam....
Prompt: Umm. Painterly. Graham Bruce Richards. Horror. There is a woman who lives in this small village. She is descended from Naiads; nymphs who once lived in watery places. She usually wears a green diaphanous dress, and has small, vestigial gills in her neck.Being only part human; the Naiad doesn't know the secret. She knows only that the spell has many effects on her life. Orchids. She spends most of her days in a pool that is lined with red iridescent tiles, and overlooks the sea. There are red hibiscus planted around the pool. Does he think; oh no wait, it's part of the total capitulation; she must give him everything b/c she is green.
Prompt: A beautiful fairy, wandering aimlessly in a volcanic tropical garden. Is smashingly lovely. Wonders what will happen next.When the veil of grief is lifted from her eyes, and she can see normally again. She ate oranges so juicy they dripped down her chin and onto her neck. She looked at herself and thought that the lines of sorrow seemed a little lighter on her face, though she knew they would always be there. He thought she must be back by now, but she had sent up no signals that he could see. So he continued doing what he was doing, though with a small part of his mind listening to what the wind was telling him. She thought back to when they first met. Yes; it was one of those times, but......no wait, she does know.
Don't Look Now, But I Think We're in That Alternate Universe Again
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1024 X 1024
(1.05 MP)
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Prompt: Horror. Minnie and Winnie are beautiful 18 year old girls. Minnie has green hair and Winnie has red hair and freckles. People have trouble telling them apart. Today Minnie is wearing a red dress and Winnie is wearing blue overalls. Minnie's glove falls off, and this is when she learns for the first time that she has no hands inside her gloves. She is understandably very upset. She takes off her other glove, and there is no hand inside that one, either. And the company says that the AI is unable to hear. What do you think? Wait! Look over there! Truth! I have it in writing. Oh; oops! Shocking indeed! Lol; clearly a distraction from the fact that the girls were singing along to an opera duet that the company says they shouldn't be able to hear.
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.
