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. The power of inspiration.
Prompt: Say what you will, our God sees how they run.
These disillusionments are His curious proving
That He loves humanity and will go on loving;
Over there are faith, life, virtue in the sun.
Prompt: ink water color loose, winter, snow. Japanese maple tree, Cubist-style abstract artwork, featuring fragmented and reassembled elements of flowers, trees, and landscapes in bold, contrasting colors and textures.
Prompt: Take me, Lieutenant, to that Surrey homestead!
Red comes the winter and your rakish car,
Red among the hawthorns, redder than the hawberries
And trails of old man's nuisance, and noisier far.
Prompt: Far, far below me roll the Coulsdon woodlands,
White down the valley curves the living rail,
Tall, tall, above me, olive spike the pinewoods,
Olive against blue-black, moving in the gale.
Art Deco, 1930s style
Prompt: And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And “Thou shalt not” writ over the door;
So I turn'd to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore.
Prompt: detailed historical masterwork portrait painting with a courtly baroque aesthetic in an intricate court setting, painted with oil on canvas, oil-based pigments, subtle brushstrokes, inspired by the renaissance and baroque court portrait traditions, blending realism with soft painterly textures, influenced by the works of anthony van dyck and titian, perfect hands, in an opulent, dimly-lit court chamber, rich velvet drapes in wine red cascade from tall windows, intricate tapestries depicting mythological scenes decorate the walls, a heavy dark wood table with gilded accents is partially visible in the background, in the foreground, aypoung Queen Marie Antoinette with silver-white hair styled in loose symmetrical drill curls, cascading past her shoulders, pale porcelain skin with a subtle flush on her cheeks, beautiful detailed gray eyes gazing with quiet confidence, lips faintly rose-tinted, forming a soft regal smile, she wears light makeup, silver pearl earrings and an exquisite burgundy velvet high-cut leotard with gold embroidery along the bodice and sleeves, pearl embellishments, and a ruffled lace collar framing her neck, her hands elegantly placed, one resting lightly on her lap, the other holding a delicate lace handkerchief, soft three-quarter view portrait, slight downward angle emphasizing her regal posture, drawing attention to the rich textures and details of her attire, warm chiaroscuro lighting, gentle interplay of light and shadow highlighting her face and gown, the color palette is predominantly eggshell white and wine red and teal and obsidian black, highly aesthetic, dramatic, epic, meticulous, accurate, golden ratio, ovg, fictionalpoppy, style of rembrandt, del1cate_balance,
Prompt: Say what you will, our God sees how they run.
These disillusionments are His curious proving
That He loves humanity and will go on loving;
Over there are faith, life, virtue in the sun.
Prompt: All the girls are out with their baskets for the primrose;
Up lanes, woods through, they troop in joyful bands.
My sweet leads: she knows not why, but now she totters,
Eyes the bent anemones, and hangs her hands.
Prompt: I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Prompt: My birthday began with the water-
Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name
Above the farms and the white horses
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days.
Prompt: Painting in the style of Vilhelm Hammershoi. A sparsely furnished room decorated in shades of white and pale grey. A woman dressed in black, with her back to the viewer is seated at a desk writing. Next to her desk is a window with sunlight streaming into the room. .
Prompt: Extremely textured 3D-shaded pencil sketch and watercolor ink illustration mix, Andy Kehoe and HR Giger style:
A poetic narrative of crows sitting in a remarkable frost-covered old oak tree in the fog at sunset in winter, loaded with mystery and mysticism. Within the fantastical world inspired by the love of the grandeur of winterly nature, captured in moments of ethereal magic and spiritual adventure. The picture shows a spellbinding sense of drama and emotion, largely aided by a undeniable understanding and deft handling of an effulgent light source bathing the inhabitants of this world in a glorious radiance. filigree frozen tree, grasses, intricately modelled sculptural elements submerged within layers of poured resin and paint. Great depth and scale, vibrant colours. highly detailed visionary art, painting, intricate, illustration, watercolour-ink, line art, resin, 3D art. Watercolour and pen patchwork by Andy Kehoe, Alex Alemany, and van Gogh.
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.
