Toast to the End of a Jester's Tale - death of a clown
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Photonic
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1152 X 864
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Prompt: My makeup is dry and it cracks round my chin I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin The lion-tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar
So let's all drink to the death of a clown Won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown Let's all drink to the death of a clown
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor Nobody needs fortunes told anymore The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees And frantically looking for runaway fleas
Let's all drink to the death of a clown So won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown
Toast to the End of a Troubled Performer dave davies
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DaVinci2
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1152 X 864
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Prompt: My makeup is dry and it cracks round my chin I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin The lion-tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar
So let's all drink to the death of a clown Won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown Let's all drink to the death of a clown
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor Nobody needs fortunes told anymore The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees And frantically looking for runaway fleas
Let's all drink to the death of a clown So won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown
Prompt: My makeup is dry and it cracks round my chin I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin The lion-tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar
So let's all drink to the death of a clown Won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown Let's all drink to the death of a clown
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor Nobody needs fortunes told anymore The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees And frantically looking for runaway fleas
Let's all drink to the death of a clown So won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown
Whimsical Royal Clown with Vibrant Flair dave davies
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
696 X 1480
(1.03 MP)
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Prompt: My makeup is dry and it cracks round my chin I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin The lion-tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar
So let's all drink to the death of a clown Won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown Let's all drink to the death of a clown
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor Nobody needs fortunes told anymore The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees And frantically looking for runaway fleas
Let's all drink to the death of a clown So won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown
Prompt: My makeup is dry and it cracks round my chin I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin The lion-tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar
So let's all drink to the death of a clown Won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown Let's all drink to the death of a clown
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor Nobody needs fortunes told anymore The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees And frantically looking for runaway fleas
Let's all drink to the death of a clown So won't someone help me to break up this crown? Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown
Prompt: I sure feel like this sometimes
Just a simple prompt:
Woman sitting inside a clear bottle looking very depressed and confused with chaos all around her. She's wearing casual clothes
Prompt: The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is
The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
The caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain
Oh Juanita, oh Juanita, oh Juanita, I call your name
Oh, the snow will be a blinding sight to see as it lies on yonder hillside
The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is
The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is
Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain
Prompt: The lock upon my garden gate'is a mountain
The lock upon my gate
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
The caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain
Oh Juanita, oh Juanita, oh Juanita, I call your name
Oh, the snow will be a blinding sight to see as it lies on yonder hillside
The lock upon my garden gate's
The lock upon my garden gate caterpillar butterfly
Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain
Prompt: Three ethereal fairy-like fatal females sit together in a dimly lit Newyork Café in Budapest, sipping drinks and sharing the New Yars atmosphere and festive spirit, surrounded by a Christmas atmospheric setting, cyberpunk style, beautiful blonde, very drunk, cyberpunk, Christmas atmospheric, winter festival, scifi, sci-fi, 12k painting by Viktor Vasnetsov. (masterpiece), best quality, artgem, one third rule, trending on Artstation.
Defying Death Through Lasting Creativity david bowie
Model:
DaVinci2
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1152 X 864
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Prompt: David Bowie's Last Letter
I will die… I know there are only a few months left until the end of my earthly journey…
What should I do? Despair, sink into depression, reject the idea of death, and pretend the illness doesn’t exist?
Or should I decide to defeat death… I decide it with my soul because only the soul and the heart give me the inspiration to compose music, as I’ve done for 50 years…
I count the hours I have left, and as the doctors tell me, I can predict, within a certain margin, the date of my death. The release of my last work is scheduled for January 8, 2016, my 69th birthday.
I work day and night; I have the time to compose, perfect, perform, record in the studio, and make videos… I do it as quickly as possible because I don’t want my face to show the mark of death, which mockingly is cutting down my body without me being able to defend myself…
But I challenge you, death… To hell with it if I don’t challenge you!
I challenged and conquered the world of fans in the '70s with the pride of ambiguity… I loved men and women; I was a man, a woman, an alien, and finally, a celestial body.
What can you do, death, against my eternity, my genius, my madness, my creativity, my music that will live forever?
I am Lazarus, torn from the scars. I will die in the body, but I will live forever through my music.
I lived long enough to receive birthday wishes. I thought I wouldn’t make it to see my album released… I survived January 8… And you, my dear killer, lost!
Just think, if you hadn’t knocked on my door, I would have created 24 works; I would have managed to live to 100, and instead, thanks to you, I have 25!
You know… I will be free as a bird.
Prompt: Three ethereal fairy-like fatal females sit together in a dimly lit Newyork Café in Budapest, sipping drinks and sharing the New Yars atmosphere and festive spirit, surrounded by a Christmas atmospheric setting, cyberpunk style, beautiful blonde, very drunk, cyberpunk, Christmas atmospheric, winter festival, scifi, sci-fi, 12k painting by Viktor Vasnetsov. (masterpiece), best quality, artgem, one third rule, trending on Artstation.
Prompt: Three ethereal fairy-like fatal females sit together in a dimly lit Newyork Café in Budapest, sipping drinks and sharing the New Yars atmosphere and festive spirit, surrounded by a Christmas atmospheric setting, cyberpunk style, beautiful blonde, very drunk, cyberpunk, Christmas atmospheric, winter festival, scifi, sci-fi, 12k painting by Viktor Vasnetsov. (masterpiece), best quality, artgem, one third rule, trending on Artstation.
Prompt: David Bowie's Last Letter
I will die… I know there are only a few months left until the end of my earthly journey…
What should I do? Despair, sink into depression, reject the idea of death, and pretend the illness doesn’t exist?
Or should I decide to defeat death… I decide it with my soul because only the soul and the heart give me the inspiration to compose music, as I’ve done for 50 years…
I count the hours I have left, and as the doctors tell me, I can predict, within a certain margin, the date of my death. The release of my last work is scheduled for January 8, 2016, my 69th birthday.
I work day and night; I have the time to compose, perfect, perform, record in the studio, and make videos… I do it as quickly as possible because I don’t want my face to show the mark of death, which mockingly is cutting down my body without me being able to defend myself…
But I challenge you, death… To hell with it if I don’t challenge you!
I challenged and conquered the world of fans in the '70s with the pride of ambiguity… I loved men and women; I was a man, a woman, an alien, and finally, a celestial body.
What can you do, death, against my eternity, my genius, my madness, my creativity, my music that will live forever?
I am Lazarus, torn from the scars. I will die in the body, but I will live forever through my music.
I lived long enough to receive birthday wishes. I thought I wouldn’t make it to see my album released… I survived January 8… And you, my dear killer, lost!
Just think, if you hadn’t knocked on my door, I would have created 24 works; I would have managed to live to 100, and instead, thanks to you, I have 25!
You know… I will be free as a bird.
Prompt: David Bowie's Last Letter
I will die… I know there are only a few months left until the end of my earthly journey…
What should I do? Despair, sink into depression, reject the idea of death, and pretend the illness doesn’t exist?
Or should I decide to defeat death… I decide it with my soul because only the soul and the heart give me the inspiration to compose music, as I’ve done for 50 years…
I count the hours I have left, and as the doctors tell me, I can predict, within a certain margin, the date of my death. The release of my last work is scheduled for January 8, 2016, my 69th birthday.
I work day and night; I have the time to compose, perfect, perform, record in the studio, and make videos… I do it as quickly as possible because I don’t want my face to show the mark of death, which mockingly is cutting down my body without me being able to defend myself…
But I challenge you, death… To hell with it if I don’t challenge you!
I challenged and conquered the world of fans in the '70s with the pride of ambiguity… I loved men and women; I was a man, a woman, an alien, and finally, a celestial body.
What can you do, death, against my eternity, my genius, my madness, my creativity, my music that will live forever?
I am Lazarus, torn from the scars. I will die in the body, but I will live forever through my music.
I lived long enough to receive birthday wishes. I thought I wouldn’t make it to see my album released… I survived January 8… And you, my dear killer, lost!
Just think, if you hadn’t knocked on my door, I would have created 24 works; I would have managed to live to 100, and instead, thanks to you, I have 25!
You know… I will be free as a bird.
Prompt: Une illustration vintage d'une femme élégante dans un style Art Nouveau. Elle a des cheveux sombres, bouclés et volumineux, avec une expression séduisante et un maquillage accentué, notamment des lèvres rouges éclatantes et des yeux soulignés. Elle porte une lingerie délicate en dentelle, avec un collier orné de perles ou de pierres précieuses. Le fond est décoré de motifs floraux et ornementaux dans des tons chauds, rappelant des affiches classiques des années 1920. Encadré par un design complexe rouge et beige qui ajoute une touche artistique et sophistiquée. Éclairage doux et tons vintage pour accentuer une ambiance nostalgique et glamour.
Prompt: Une illustration vintage d'une femme élégante dans un style Art Nouveau. Elle a des cheveux sombres, bouclés et volumineux, avec une expression séduisante et un maquillage accentué, notamment des lèvres rouges éclatantes et des yeux soulignés. Elle porte une lingerie délicate en dentelle, avec un collier orné de perles ou de pierres précieuses. Le fond est décoré de motifs floraux et ornementaux dans des tons chauds, rappelant des affiches classiques des années 1920. Encadré par un design complexe rouge et beige qui ajoute une touche artistique et sophistiquée. Éclairage doux et tons vintage pour accentuer une ambiance nostalgique et glamour.
Prompt: An abstract thick and textured oil painting with vibrant brush strokes for a dynamic feel. A stunning Lady stands in a foggy graveyard leaning against a statue. She has wavy red hair and wears a black dress with silver embellishments and a hat. The background is soft and muted allowing the viewer to focus on the subject of the portrait.
Prompt: One beautiful young woman walking in a wet marshland populated with Sarracenia plants at sunset. hyper-realistic, photo-realistic, ornate, meticulously detailed, vibrant colors, meticulous, intricate and highly detailed illustration, watercolour by jean-baptiste monge, William Waterhouse, Style by Arthur Rackham, by Paul Klee and illuminated, cinematic lighting, Art Nouveau
Prompt: One beautiful young woman walking in a wet marshland populated with Sarracenia plants at sunset. hyper-realistic, photo-realistic, ornate, meticulously detailed, vibrant colors, meticulous, intricate and highly detailed illustration, watercolour by jean-baptiste monge, William Waterhouse, Style by Arthur Rackham, by Paul Klee and illuminated, cinematic lighting, Art Nouveau
Prompt: How can someone change and still be the same person?
A river’s water constantly flows and at times (like flooding) the river’s course may even change…but the Mississippi River is always the Mississippi River. It does not become a different river even though it changes.
That is why and how even though someone changes…they are the same person.
As there isn’t anything that does not change…do not be so attached to “unchanging” meaning the “s
In Eastern philosophy, they use the phrase “not the same, but not different”. This is a bit more accurate. If a great pianist plays Beethoven: Sonata Op.106 in B flat major, 'Hammerklavier'…and next week plays Beethoven: Sonata Op.106 in B flat major, 'Hammerklavier' …was it the same or was it different. The answer, of course, is not the same, but not different.
Prompt: An abstract thick and textured oil painting with vibrant brush strokes for a dynamic feel. A stunning Lady stands in a foggy graveyard leaning against a statue. She has wavy red hair and wears a black dress with silver embellishments and a hat. The background is soft and muted allowing the viewer to focus on the subject of the portrait.
Prompt: Painterly art, a whimsical yet realistic scene in ink, chalk, oils and acrylics, a stylish woman with long, flowing hair walks confidently down a vibrant street. She wears a chic outfit consisting of a bare-shouldered crop top and high-waisted orange shorts that showcase her long legs. Sunglasses adorn her face, reflecting the colourful surroundings. In her hand, she holds a fashionable handbag. The scene is infused with bright colours and an impressionistic art style, capturing the lively atmosphere of a sunny day in a bustling urban environment.
Prompt: Painterly art, a whimsical yet realistic scene in ink, chalk, oils and acrylics, a stylish woman with long, flowing hair walks confidently down a vibrant street. She wears a chic outfit consisting of a bare-shouldered crop top and high-waisted orange shorts that showcase her long legs. Sunglasses adorn her face, reflecting the colourful surroundings. In her hand, she holds a fashionable handbag. The scene is infused with bright colours and an impressionistic art style, capturing the lively atmosphere of a sunny day in a bustling urban environment.
Prompt: Painterly art, a whimsical yet realistic scene in ink, chalk, oils and acrylics, a stylish woman with long, flowing hair walks confidently down a vibrant street. She wears a chic outfit consisting of a bare-shouldered crop top and high-waisted orange shorts that showcase her long legs. Sunglasses adorn her face, reflecting the colourful surroundings. In her hand, she holds a fashionable handbag. The scene is infused with bright colours and an impressionistic art style, capturing the lively atmosphere of a sunny day in a bustling urban environment.
Prompt: Painterly art, a whimsical yet realistic scene in ink, chalk, oils and acrylics, a stylish woman with long, flowing hair walks confidently down a vibrant street. She wears a chic outfit consisting of a bare-shouldered crop top and high-waisted orange shorts that showcase her long legs. Sunglasses adorn her face, reflecting the colourful surroundings. In her hand, she holds a fashionable handbag. The scene is infused with bright colours and an impressionistic art style, capturing the lively atmosphere of a sunny day in a bustling urban environment.
Prompt: Prompt: Ultra realistic, hyper detailed 32K image of a beautiful woman, wearing a black leather corset, long legs, tall boots, a shiny steel dagger
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.