Prompt: Watercolour
With a little help of Alfred Kubin and Piet Mondrian
red yellow blue
In a realm where dreams twisted and turned, Alice found herself trapped within a haunting labyrinth of her own subconscious. The once vibrant colors of Wonderland had faded, replaced by an eerie pallor that permeated the air. As she ventured further, a sense of unease crept into her bones, for this place held no mirth or whimsy; it was a realm of raw emotion and unbridled fear.
Prompt: with a little help of Alfred Kubin
She stumbled upon a clearing, where a decrepit, ancient door hung crookedly from its hinges. The whispering grew louder, more urgent, and Alice felt an unholy presence stirring within the shadows. With a shuddering breath, she pushed open the creaking door and stepped into a realm of unending torment.
Prompt: with a little help of Alfred Kubin
Alice found herself standing at the edge of a familiar-yet-distorted rabbit hole. A chill ran down her spine as she peered into its gaping maw, no longer the playful entrance to Wonderland she remembered. The air was thick with an unsettling silence, broken only by the distant, discordant ticking of some unseen clock.
She hesitated before descending, the walls closing in around her like a coffin. The tunnel seemed endless, and the darkness pressed against her eyes, heavy and oppressive. When she finally emerged, Alice found herself in a grotesque parody of the vibrant landscape she had once known.
The flowers were wilted and black, their petals like shriveled skin, and the trees stretched out skeletal limbs towards a sky that was perpetually twilight. A sense of dread hung in the air like a foul mist, clinging to her clothes and seeping into her bones.
Alice wandered through this forsaken place, feeling more alone than she ever had before. She encountered creatures twisted by fear and despair: the Cheshire Cat, now a gaunt shadow with eyes that burned like embers; the White Rabbit, frantically checking his watch as if counting down to some terrible doom.
The Mad Hatter's tea party was a grim affair, attended by silent, motionless figures frozen in time, their smiles stretched into grotesque rictuses. The table was set with rotting food and chipped cups filled with murky liquid that smelled of decay.
At the center of it all stood the Queen of Hearts, her eyes wild and accusatory. She screamed at Alice, her voice echoing through the empty landscape, "Off with your head! You shouldn't have come here!" Her guards, playing cards with blades for teeth, advanced menacingly.
Alice fled, her heart pounding in her chest like a drumbeat of fear. She ran until she found herself back at the rabbit hole, but as she looked down into its depths, she saw only more darkness—an endless abyss of despair and existential horror.
Prompt: with a little help of Edvard Munch and Paul Klee
blue red yellow
The positive or masculine elements in general, the power and function of will and concentration, great benefit and mighty protection in spiritual as well as in mundane life and matters. It may signify the father of the querent and high authorities, king, president, ruler, etc. The spiritual centre of man and the centre of importance in everything is indicated by it. Physically it indicates the heart and the solar-plexus
Prompt: watercolour
a person in a small boat on a body of water. The boat is red and has a person standing in it, holding a paddle. The person is wearing a black hoodie and is facing towards the right side of the image. The water is calm and there are several large, glowing spheres floating around the boat. The spheres are of different sizes and shapes, and they appear to be floating on the surface of the water. In the background, there is a starry night sky with a blue glow.
Prompt: watercolour
with a little help of Kees van Dongen
steampunk not death
Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne'er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.
Not one of all the purple Host
Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of victory
As he defeated – dying –
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!
Prompt: watercolour
a forest with tall trees reflected in the water. The trees are tall and slender, with their trunks reaching up towards the sky. The water is a deep blue-green color and reflects the trees and the sky, creating a mirror-like effect. The sun is shining through the trees, casting a warm glow on the scene
Prompt: The image is a close-up of a plant with long, thin leaves that are silhouetted against an orange and yellow background. The leaves are arranged in a way that they are overlapping each other, creating a sense of depth and dimension. The sun is visible in the background, partially obscured by the leaves, casting a warm glow on the plant.
Prompt: With a little help of Paul Klee
This is an image of a desert scene. There are three large mushroom cloud formations in the sky. There is a fire coming out of one of the mushroom clouds. The sky is blue with white clouds in it. The mushroom clouds are white and gray. The fire is bright orange and yellow. The trees in the background are tall and green.
Prompt: The image is a painting of a peacock in a forest. The peacock is standing in the center of the image, with its feathers spread out in a fan-like display. The feathers are vibrant and colorful, with shades of blue, green, and red. The background is a mix of orange and yellow hues, with trees and bushes surrounding the peacock. The trees have long, thin trunks and the bushes are filled with colorful flowers and plants. The overall mood of the painting is peaceful and serene
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.
