Prompt: When you say Make America Great Again I'm not sure what you are referring to (Maybe the Reagan Years or even more overtly racist times like The Andrew Jackson years) but what pops into my mind is Anasazi architecture & Alien cultural influence. When you say Make America Great Again I'm not sure what you are referring to (Maybe the Reagan Years or even more overtly racist times like The Andrew Jackson years) but what pops into my mind is Anasazi architecture & Alien cultural influence.
Prompt: We should start a band together, thereby throwing a monkey wrench in the Longstanding Poetry Feud between Trinidad and Raton that I don't think actually exists and I just made up. Whaddya say? Here, so as to really commit to this idea, I'm going to plug this post into an A.I Art Generator and paste the results below. Did I mention that the songs our band performs will consist of "Covers" of songs that are A.I. generated by plugging in our Poetry, the song title, and some musical text prompts? See my blog for details. You can probably find it without a link. It's on Wordpress and is called IMa.Gi.BAND... Which does not mean that I aM in a G.I. BAND. Like a miliitary band. Our band will not be a military band. Based on the music A.I. has been generating on my behalf for the past 7 1/2 months, our band will make very diverse music, but it will probably skew towards Avant Garde Choral Swing Post-Punk House Music with a touch of Outsider Folk.
Then again, a band featuring Two Bipolar Poets (I'm assuming you are also bipolar since most poets are) might cause the earthquake that would collapse the Pass between Raton and Trinidad but I think we'll just have to take that chance...
Prompt: Another Freakshow birthed in the name of formality, over dysfunctional families
Disco Insanity I can't believe that I killed him
Granted he took a bulldozer and started to doze
Before breaking and smashing the neighborhoods toes
Prompt: Disco insanity
I can't believe that
I killed him
Granted he
took a bulldozer
And started to doze
Before breaking
And smash sheeen!
The neighborhood's
toes
Prompt: A sultry Southern belle in a sensuous Summer smock Offers a plastic Shark Chalice - brimming with blood - and I'm consumed by Her Cavalier. The glove compartment lays open upon my lap, panting Russian science friction into the damp heaviness. Beyond the Elysian fields A pup places his pissy paws Upon my panting lap I'm told that He eats pens and panties And peeps into Alternate Dimensions of denim. See you soon pup! Now we revolve, Sipping Gin 'n eggs And improvising high coups. She waves a red fan Clearing the smoke-filled air for Act Two, which shall unravel Calliope-slow... Mirror grotesques and iron railings will be unveiled Ordered forcefully from the depths of dizzy Disney memories. We'll return to the Mississippi Where the full orange Moon - with cloud-shrouded mystery - Shall command of us, forcefully: Look at Me! See! Through technicolored 'splosions Swirling war-story glories Beneath the stars Above bumbling barges Behold me! Be reborn! Behind us, A child will howl: "This is the best Fourth of July ever!" Above the brass whoops, Vibrating animal hides, and Frightened car alarms, heat. like rises Her laughter Her eyes a pale blue waterline rippled with hints of semi aquatic Wildness Through us, Screaming golden pillars of White-hot light Rise from Earthen roots Up to kiss her Lunar boots. Shadow of the hornless beast Babble on, Bobble-Head Corpus Christi Pez dispenser Mary hath casteth thee from Flowering Hands, mellifluously A malevolent miracle Beneath the flood lights Beaming upon another Holy facade. She told me I would dream Of desperate-for-love cake Baby kings Yet it's Seven a.m. In New Orleans and Life is but a Dream that mustn't Fall to Sleep
Prompt: A sultry
Southern belle
in a sensuous
Summer smock
Offers a
plastic Shark Chalice
- brimming with blood -
and I'm consumed
by Her
Cavalier.
The glove compartment lays open
upon my lap, panting
Russian science friction
into the
damp heaviness.
Beyond the Elysian fields
A pup places
his pissy paws
Upon my panting lap
I'm told that
He eats
pens and panties
And peeps
into Alternate Dimensions of denim.
See you soon pup!
Now we revolve,
Sipping
Gin 'n eggs
And improvising
high
coups.
She waves a red fan
Clearing the smoke-filled air for
Act Two,
which shall unravel
Calliope-slow...
Mirror grotesques
and iron railings
will be unveiled
Ordered forcefully from the depths of dizzy Disney
memories.
We'll return to the Mississippi
Where the full
orange
Moon
- with cloud-shrouded mystery -
Shall command
of us, forcefully:
Look at Me! See!
Through technicolored 'splosions
Swirling
war-story glories
Beneath the stars
Above bumbling barges
Behold me! Be reborn!
Behind us,
A child will howl:
"This is the best Fourth of July ever!"
Above the brass whoops,
Vibrating animal hides, and
Frightened car alarms,
heat.
like
rises
Her laughter
Her eyes a pale blue
waterline
rippled with hints of semi aquatic
Wildness
Through us,
Screaming golden pillars of
White-hot light
Rise
from Earthen
roots
Up
to kiss her
Lunar boots.
Shadow of the hornless beast
Babble on,
Bobble-Head
Corpus Christi
Pez dispenser
Mary hath casteth thee
from Flowering Hands,
mellifluously
A malevolent miracle
Beneath the flood lights
Beaming upon
another Holy
facade.
She told me
I would dream
Of desperate-for-love
cake Baby
kings
Yet it's Seven a.m.
In New Orleans
and
Life is but a Dream
that mustn't
Fall
to
Sleep
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.
