Prompt: An aged red brick building, weathered by time, undergoes a surreal transformation. Its lower bricks soften and flow like molten wax, solidifying into irregular rocks, blurring the lines between structure and nature. This fusion of design and fluidity paints a captivating picture of evolution within its walls.
Prompt: Resonance Temple against the backdrop of celestial skies in Asgard. Imagine a towering structure with intricate details infused with ethereal energies, adorned with slender, reaching antennas that catch the celestial glow. Lightning crackles in the distance, hinting at the power harnessed within the temple. The gods might be subtly hinted at, perhaps through silhouettes or symbols hovering in the heavens, evoking the divine presence within this mythical realm.
Prompt: Old world nothing new once Rome your home."No new world, all is old. Where you are is your home; all roads lead to Rome." It resonates through time, reminding us that amidst trials, our roots are anchored in the resilience of our shared past
Prompt: Oh, dear Storm, in whispers told, From shelves up high, I watch, behold. Gizmo's the name, your elfly guide, To fill your days with joy and pride old looking elf with big ears
Prompt: Lost in this sunset, under skies of flame, I ride through the darkness, ain't playing no game. Faith in my brethren, my crew by my side, Gunning for survival, in this wild western ride.
Prompt: A rebel's haven, far from the norm's reign, Where lyrics of freedom flow through the refrain. With Georgia left behind, and Frisco as the stage, A poetic gangster's tale, etched on this page.
Prompt: Bearded man Lurched over an ornate wooden table, he's hunched as if carrying the weight of symphonies within his spine. His ink-stained fingers move with an elegant precision, dancing across parchment with a quill held as an extension of his soul. Every stroke of the pen narrates a tale—each note a heartbeat of the red brick realm.
Prompt: Melt into the music, let it take control, Seize that one shot, make your story whole. Don't let the chance slip, the moment's live and loud, In this molten world where dreams are vowed.
Prompt: Yo, listen up, here's a tale 'bout Mama Quilla, Goddess of the moon, a true celestial thriller. She rolls in the night sky, silver and cool, Shaping the tides, breaking the rules. Black as the night beautiful black face with eyes of white and silver
Prompt: In the streets where rhymes collide, There lived a dude, slick with pride. Red Brick Bob, man, he was the man, Spit riddles sharp, had a master plan.
Prompt: Of shadows deep and whispers light,
In realms unseen, I take my flight. I dance with time, yet never age, I'm written down on history's page.
I'm one, yet many, shapeless, free, In whispered winds or in the sea. Invisible, yet hold great might, A paradox, a cryptic sight.
What am I in this mystic rhyme, A riddle lost in space and time? I move, I shift, forever untamed, In every whisper, I'm unnamed.
Prompt: In these concrete jungles, where the city beats loud, You see the scars of the old, ain't no changing this crowd. Got tales of prohibition, echoes of the mob, Legacy of the streets, where every heartbeat throbs.
Prompt: Father Time with a long white beard on a clock face by jean-baptiste monge , oil on canvas, beautiful, high details, ultra detailed, crisp quality, colourful, high definition
Lee Jeffers red brick clock melted steam punk red
Prompt: Portrait of sun and moon.In the red brick realm, where the stories unfold,
Of the Sun and the Moon, in their cosmic hold,
Their love left a mark, both a blessing and curse,
In the hearts of the realm, their story will nurse.
Prompt: There lies a path where strength can be remade. For those ensnared by drugs' relentless grip, A brighter dawn can still their hearts equip. heart explodes with bleeding needles. punk rock theme.
Prompt: Very old witch looking Celestial choirs in rapturous array, Their voices harmonize in mystic ballet. Seraphim and cherubim, they grace the skies, With wings of flame, they sing as stars arise.Steampunk theme and dark. black and white
Prompt: We're the sun, moon, and stars, deep in our core,
Electricity flows, we're asking for more,
Universe within, we find our trace,
In this cosmic journey, we set the pace.
steam punk theme man and woman
Prompt: In the beginning, there was a man known as the Creator. He possessed powers far beyond human comprehension, and with these powers, he crafted the first humans from the rich, red clay of the Earth. Each of these clay figures was unique, and the Creator breathed life into them, filling their hearts with the spark of existence.
Prompt: I'm a melted building believer, yeah, that's me,
In this world of chaos, I'm setting my spirit free, See, I rise from the ashes, like a phoenix in flight, I'm a believer in the darkness, I shine my light.
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.