Prompt: The days and nights are killing me
The light and dark are still in me
But there's an anchor on the beach
So let the wind blow hard
And bring a falling star
Prompt: In the attics of my life
Full of cloudy dreams; unreal
Full of tastes no tongue can know
And lights no eye can see
When there was no ear to hear
You sang to me
Prompt: A young man sitting on his knees in the rainy weather with tears streaking down his cheeks as he realizes the man he just accidentally hit with his vehicle is deceased.
Prompt: I stand before you to expound upon the intricacies of the spinning vortex phenomena, a topic that encapsulates the quintessence of fluid dynamics and celestial mechanics. Our discourse shall traverse the convoluted realms of hydrodynamical instabilities, wherein the rotational dynamics of fluidic mediums give rise to the mesmerizing ballet of swirling vortex structures. Embracing the idiosyncrasies of complex vector fields, we shall delve into the nuanced interplay between vorticity and angular momentum, dissecting the differential equations governing these ethereal manifestations with a precision reminiscent of the most erudite mathematical conceptions. As we navigate through the labyrinthine corridors of theoretical physics, invoking the tenets of Navier-Stokes equations and the Helmholtz decomposition, let us fathom the sublime elegance of these spinning vortices as they orchestrate a cosmic dance, transcending the limitations of our terrestrial purview and beckoning us to unravel the profound mysteries that lie at the heart of the universe's ceaseless gyration.
Prompt: Create an image of an advanced alien life form, dressed in battle armor, barreling thru a wall of human soldiers like a buzzsaw, completely eviscerating bodies and leaving a trail of blood behind it.
Prompt: An ancient, sprawling library with towering shelves filled with countless old books, enveloped in a soft, mystical mist. Cobblestone floors echo the whispers of ages past. Moonlight filters through stained glass windows, casting colorful patterns on the walls and the many tomes. In the center, a large, ornate wooden table holds an open, glowing book, surrounded by flickering candles. The air is filled with a ghostly choir, hinting at the presence of spirits of lore. The atmosphere is serene yet mysterious, inviting yet foreboding, a sanctuary of knowledge and time.
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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