Prompt: To black and white. Land of ice and fire from which crystalline sounds gush and pearl in the valleys and rocks. Like an ode to life, the rustling drop trickles, metamorphoses, with a nitescent beauty, it slides on its frozen wall. A journey to reach the silent expanse that becomes a mirror in the hypnotic echo of a mountain adorned with a blanket of snow. The thaw hums the awakening of nature in motion. Waves and reflections draw the illusion of an abstract dream criss-crossed by darkness and brilliance. Distortion of a subjective reality piercing the mysteries of what escapes us, the infinitesimal in immensity and invisibility. Resonance of an impalpable, powerful, overwhelming nature, projecting the flowing elements in a forward march without ever stopping. Continuity of life. Back to origins. Sparkling, unsuspected little drop that continues its shaky path, to free itself, to extract itself, along a smooth and rectilinear stalactite, a paradox of the meaning of life.
Prompt: Here wander the ghosts of the ancestors who built the farms, cultivated the lands of a paradise. To leave a trace, to trace a furrow. Are relatives from the past present to protect the living? Listen to what they have to say. Their messages are right. How do they communicate? Sign language. Hear what they see. They are there, attentive, discreet, their shadows hover, arise, sometimes to snatch people from their suffering, sometimes to bring them back to earth, to life, to forgive. Then rise the joyful music to thank the deceased ancestors, to offer laughter, to tell them that we are thinking of them. From the top of dreams, the paths that lead to death are drawn, more real than life. The messages show us the inexorable, which cannot be avoided. Footsteps and death. A bridge between here and elsewhere. Confluence of two states, one is the palpable matter, the other the elusive ether.
Prompt: I would like to create a painting that represents a black panther with emerald green eyes in a lush jungle with birds and monkeys. The painting would be painted by Gustave Caillebotte
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.