Prompt: Murderer
I've seen the eyes of living dead
It's the same game, survival
The great mass play a waiting game
Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain
All sense of freedom gone
Black sun in a white world
Like having a black sun in a white world
I have a son
His name is Eden
It's his birthright
Beyond estranged time
Prompt: Murderer
I've seen the eyes of living dead
It's the same game, survival
The great mass play a waiting game
Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain
All sense of freedom gone
Black sun in a white world
Like having a black sun in a white world
I have a son
His name is Eden
It's his birthright
Beyond estranged time
Prompt: They were happy
former poets
The world was like a tree
and they are like children
Well, I'll tell you
on a tree branch
on which she fell
iron downpour
They were happy
former poets
around the trees
they danced like children
Well, I'll tell you
on a tree branch
which burned down
which will not sing
They were happy
former poets
under an oak leaf
they sang like children
And our tree
it creaked in the night
And it hung on it
despised body
Stanisław Wyspiański - ***[U stóp Wawelu miał ojci
Type:
Text 2 Dream
Used settings:
Prompt: My father had a studio at the foot of Wawel,
a great white, arched room,
living figures of the dead great crowd;
there, little boy, I used to go; what i felt
later I chained the shapes of my art.
Only feeling then, I don't understand,
I covered the outline with molded clay
growing before me into giants:
carved statues in the linden tree.
Prompt: And how the king went to war,
He was played by armed surmas,
He was played by gold surmas
To win, to feel like ...
And how did Stach go to the buoys,
Bright springs hissed,
A field of corn hummed
For longing, for misfortune ...
And bullets whistle in war
The people collapse like sheaves,
And they beat kings most bravely,
And the boys die the most.
Prompt: You lie killed and I am killed too
You - the arrow of death, I - the arrow of love,
you blood, I have no redness in me,
You open candles, I have a hidden flame,
You are covered with a mourning cloth on your face,
I have enclosed my senses in the terrible darkness
Your hands are tied, I am the freedom
Having disposed of my mind, welcomed in a chain.
Prompt: Guest, sit under my leaf and he'll rest!
The sun won't get you here, I promise you
Though it will soar, the rays are straight
They will draw shadows under their trees.
Here always the cold winds from the field blow,
Here nightingales, here starlings gratefully complain.
From my fragrant flower, industrious bees
They take the honey that the noblemen have on your tables.
And with my quiet whisper I can make
That a man will fall sweetly asleep.
Prompt: Lithuania! My fatherland! you are like health.
How much you need to value, he will only find out
Who lost you. Today is your beauty in all its ornaments
I can see and describe because I miss you.
Holy Virgin, you defend Bright Częstochowa
And you shine in Ostra Brama! You, what a castle stronghold
You protect Nowogrodek with his faithful people!
As a child, you miraculously recovered me
(When from a crying mother under your protection
Sacrificial, dead, I lifted my eyelid
Prompt: W former United States Special Forces soldier who fought in Vietnam and won the Congressional Medal of Honor, but his time in Vietnam still haunts him. As he came to Hope, Washington to visit a friend, he was guided out of town by the Sheriff William Teasel who insults Rambo, but what Teasel does not know that his insult angered Rambo to the point where Rambo became violent and was arrested. As he was at the county jail being cleaned, he escapes and goes on a rampage through the forest to try to
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.
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