Prompt: Everywhere you look you release parts of your senses
And everywhere there's purpose in answer to all your dreams
I can hear you saying what a dreamer what a fool to life
Isn't it a pity that he won't come back to earth
Prompt: On the Plaza
We're dancing slowly, lit like photographs
Across the Plaza
Toward the shadow of the cenotaph
Down escalators, come to the sea view
Behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
A familiar figure comes to meet you
I remember your face
From some shattered windscreen
Across the Plaza
A giant hoarding of Italian cars
Across the Plaza
The lounge is occupied by seminars
From the Plaza
The highways curve in over reservoirs
On the Plaza
A queue is forming for the cinema
Prompt: a strikingly beautiful Edwardian woman in a steampunk cafe sipping tea with a Xenomorph alien at her table snow falls on the street outside steam forms on the cafe windows
Prompt: I hear your voice
Way down inside
A whispering sea
Of towering trees
But no reply
A silence so rare
Sweeps like a flood
Through life's flesh and blood
Steals away with it's heart
As time's come to show
I'm told nothing more than I should know
A ship on the sea that threatens to leave
But never goes
This island of blue
Where life clings to your hands
Like water and sand
Will lose it's way
When you're gone
When all's forgiven
Still every fault's my own
I will take my turn
To fight the bullfight
Prompt: When the poets dreamed of angels What did they see? She rises early from bed Runs to the mirror The bruises inflicted in moments of fury He kneels beside her once more Whispers a promise "Next time I'll break every bone in your body" And the well-wishers let the devil in And if the river ran dry they'd deny it happening As the card players deal their hands From the bottom of the deck Row upon row of feudal houses blown away Medicine for the popular complaint When the poets dreamed of angels What did they see? History lined up in a flash at their backs The bishops and knights well-placed to attack
Prompt: She was 15 years old
And never seen the ocean
She climbed into a van
With a vagabond
And the last thing she said
Was, "I love you mom."
And a little rain
Never hurt no one
Prompt: Sing me a song of a lad that is gone,
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul he sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye.
Mull was astern, Rum on the port,
Eigg on the starboard bow;
Glory of youth glowed in his soul;
Where is that glory now?
Sing me a song of a lad that is gone,
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul he sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye.
Give me again all that was there,
Give me the sun that shone!
Give me the eyes, give me the soul,
Give me the lad that's gone!
Sing me a song of a lad that is gone,
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul he sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye.
Prompt: We're building a home on the side of a mountain
Above the clouds, next to the sky
And after our labors the stars will be neighbors
We'll take our place with them in space
And when we've built it we'll call it Andromeda Heights
Prompt: water-filled interior of a massive sunken cathedral, in the distance stands a lone beautiful young woman clothed only in misty light and glowing algae, broken stained glass windows seaweed spirals upwards coral gathers along the superstructure, starfish
Prompt: the rusting remains of one 1950s Cadillac inside the crumbling interior of a massive underwater cathedral filled with ocean water and misty light pouring through broken stained glass windows seaweed spiraling upwards coral forming the superstructure
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.