Prompt: Imagine a character who embodies both resilience and warmth, someone with an unwavering strength but a deep kindness that flows from it. They walk through life like a fortress with an open door, strong enough to shield against any storm but welcoming to those who need refuge. Their kindness isn’t fragile; it’s like a fire that warms rather than burns, fueled by a history of challenges faced and overcome. As they meet each new test, they reveal both a tough outer shell and a compassionate heart, showing that true strength isn’t about hardening but about knowing when to stand firm and when to open up.
Describe a moment when this character faces a situation that tests both sides of their nature—when they must decide how to balance toughness and compassion. What choices do they make, and how does it impact the people around them?
Prompt: A cinematic medium shot of a model with a steampunk cybernetic arm. She is standing against a backdrop of a futuristic city with towering buildings. The lighting is soft, with a warm hue. The background is blurred, creating a bokeh effect. The overall image has a science-based, cybermysticsteampunk mood.
Prompt: In a surreal landscape where fractured laws crumble beneath an oppressive sky, the remnants of Argentina's old constitution dissolve into the earth. From the rubble, rises a towering mountain of distorted, malignant figures—strange, elongated shapes with eyes that pierce the void. These beings are garbed in ornate, grotesque masks that obscure their true intentions, their faces twisted in silent, enigmatic expressions. The mountain looms, casting shadows across the broken land, as these masked figures silently convene atop it, their true motives hidden beneath layers of illusion. The scene is bathed in shifting, dreamlike light, evoking a sense of dread and foreboding, as if the landscape itself is uncertain of what these figures represent.
Prompt: She lay atop a bed of clouds, her figure perfectly cradled by their soft, luminous embrace. Her skin seemed to glow with a light that came not from the sun but from within, a warm radiance that blended seamlessly with the dreamlike hues around her. Draped in nothing but jasmine petals, their snowy whiteness clinging gently to her curves, she exuded a purity that felt untouched by the world below.
Above her, rainbows arched and twisted, their vibrant colors cascading like a painter’s strokes across a sky that seemed infinite. Nearby, waterfalls of liquid light tumbled gracefully from unseen heights, their streams sparkling with colors that echoed the rainbows' hues. The cascading water dissolved into shimmering mist as it met the clouds, creating prisms of light that filled the air with tiny, dancing rainbows.
The gentle roar of the waterfalls added depth to the scene, a rhythmic symphony that harmonized with the soft whisper of the clouds and the faint, sweet perfume of jasmine. Around her, the clouds shifted and swirled, shaping themselves into arches and pathways, while the mist from the waterfalls cooled the air, brushing her skin like a lover’s caress.
Her eyes were closed, her expression serene, as if she were listening to some celestial music only she could hear. The light from the rainbows and waterfalls played across her body, casting her in a kaleidoscope of soft, shifting colors that made her seem otherworldly, an embodiment of beauty, peace, and an almost sacred tranquility.
She belonged to this place, a vision of ethereal grace in a world where clouds cradled dreams, rainbows arched toward infinity, and waterfalls spilled light into eternity.
Prompt: In a lush, sun-drenched meadow, two figures stand at the edge of a crystal-clear lake, the water reflecting the soft hues of a golden sunset. Their hands are gently clasped, and the air is filled with the scent of blooming wildflowers—delicate violets, daisies, and lavender. Around them, the landscape is alive with fluttering butterflies, their wings shimmering like gossamer. Above, the sky is painted in shades of rose and amber, as the last light of day spills over the horizon. In the distance, a single tree stands, its branches twisted like the graceful strokes of an artist’s brush, its leaves forming intricate heart shapes that seem to pulse with a soft glow. Between the figures, a glowing, translucent heart hovers, emanating a soft, warm light that illuminates their faces with love's gentle touch. The whole scene is one of perfect harmony—a timeless moment where beauty and love are woven seamlessly into the fabric of the world.
Prompt: The air in the library was heavy with the scent of aged paper and molten wax. A Sphynx cat sat poised on an ancient wooden table, its furless body bathed in the golden flicker of candlelight. Its deep, hypnotic eyes glinted, reflecting the arcane glow of an open book that seemed to pulse faintly with life.
Towering bookshelves loomed in the shadows, their contents a labyrinth of forgotten knowledge, their spines cracked and titles faded with time. The room was an echo of history, its silence broken only by the soft hiss of candles and the faint rustle of the cat's movements.
Intricate carvings adorned the table and walls—Masonic compasses, all-seeing eyes, and esoteric sigils intertwined in the woodwork, their presence subtle yet undeniable. Above, a brass chandelier hung like a sentinel, its melted candles forming stalactites of wax that pointed to the mystical scene below.
The cat blinked slowly, as though guarding the secrets contained within the luminous tome. The pages shimmered with indecipherable runes, their meaning elusive yet magnetic, calling out to the curious and the brave.
In this sanctuary of occult wisdom, the cat seemed not just a creature, but a keeper—its gaze as ancient as the knowledge that surrounded it.
Prompt: In the infinite expanse of the cosmos, where time and space blurred into a canvas of endless wonder, a Starman and a Starwoman stood intertwined. Their forms shimmered with the essence of galaxies, their bodies aglow with the soft, radiant light of countless stars.
Their embrace was tender, their connection transcendent. As they leaned into a kiss, their energy fused—a collision of celestial forces that lit the void around them. Wisps of stardust swirled from their forms, weaving constellations that danced across the heavens, etching their love into the fabric of the universe.
Behind them stretched a breathtaking tapestry of glowing nebulas and swirling galaxies, each a witness to their timeless bond. The warmth of their union radiated outward, casting a luminous glow that illuminated the cosmos, a beacon of infinite love in an otherwise vast and silent space.
In this eternal moment, they were not just beings of light but a singular story written among the stars—a testament to love that defies the boundaries of existence, burning as brightly as the first spark of creation itself.
Opalescent rainbow nebula.
Prompt: Imagine a breathtaking scene at the heart of Mother Earth: a vibrant, mystical landscape where nature's elements converge in harmony. At the center, a large, glowing crystal or heart-shaped stone pulses with a soft, ethereal light, symbolizing the Earth's lifeforce. Surrounded by lush, green forests, colorful flowers, and waterfalls cascading into a tranquil lake, the atmosphere feels sacred and timeless. Wisps of energy swirl around, hinting at spirits or guardians of the Earth. A golden sunlight bathes the scene, casting gentle rays across the verdant surroundings, evoking a sense of wonder and peace.
Prompt: A man sits alone in a worn-out, unkempt room. He holds his head in his hands, the weight of sadness, loneliness, and worry etched into his posture. The room around him is dimly lit, its peeling wallpaper and scattered debris reflecting neglect and despair.
Above him looms a massive, pulsating brain, glowing with an otherworldly light, a symbol of the overwhelming thoughts consuming him. Surrounding him are numerous oversized clocks, each unique in design, ticking relentlessly, emphasizing the inescapable passage of time and mounting pressure.
The entire scene feels surreal and emotionally charged, with muted and shadowy tones amplifying the sense of despair and introspection. Featuring elements inspired by H. R. Giger and Beksinski. The artwork is vibrant, rich, and highly detailed, capturing the essence of an epic, trending masterpiece on platforms like CGSociety and ArtStation. It possesses an ominous undertone.
Prompt: Picture her standing in the soft, golden light of her studio, the sun filtering through tall windows, casting a warm glow on her workspace. She’s wearing a loose, paint-splattered shirt, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing hands streaked with vibrant colors—evidence of hours spent in creative flow.
Her easel holds a large canvas where Equinox is slowly coming to life. She moves with a quiet intensity, her brush gliding across the surface in deliberate strokes, blending radiant yellows into deep indigos with a practiced hand. A palette rests on a small table beside her, the colors arranged in a gradient that mirrors the harmony she’s trying to capture.
Every so often, she steps back to view her work from a distance, her intelligent gaze assessing the balance between the light and shadow, the interplay of warm and cool tones. Her expression is one of calm focus, a blend of satisfaction and the drive to perfect her vision.
Soft music plays in the background, something serene but layered—maybe an instrumental piece with a gentle melody that mirrors the mood of her painting. The scent of fresh paint fills the air, mingling with the faint aroma of her favorite tea, resting untouched nearby.
As she adds the final touches—perhaps the delicate twinkle of stars emerging in the twilight sky or the warm glow of the last rays of sunlight—her work feels complete. She sets her brush down, exhales, and whispers the title: Equinox. For a moment, she stands in stillness, allowing herself to feel the balance she’s brought to life on the canvas.
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Prompt: A dramatic, surreal painting inspired by Eugène Delacroix shows two lovers locked in a passionate embrace inside a vintage car parked on the edge of a misty cliff at twilight. The car’s headlights cast long beams of light that cut through the mist, illuminating the couple and creating deep, dramatic shadows around them. The lovers' expressions are both intense and tender, wrapped in each other's arms within the dim, intimate glow of the car interior. Rich, deep colors and dynamic brushstrokes capture the raw, romantic energy of the scene, blending the timeless beauty of love with the thrill and mystery of the open road, all set against a dreamlike, cinematic backdrop.
Prompt: An artist working in a moody, atmospheric studio, holding a palette with vibrant paints. He stands before an easel displaying a striking, hellish portrait filled with flames and surreal details. He's painting a European-type woman model seated in an elegant, poised manner, clad in tight, glossy leather that shimmers under the flickering light of many red candles. The scene is illuminated with a dramatic, warm glow, enhancing the intricate details of the surroundings and the model’s striking appearance. The setting combines elements of fantasy and gothic elegance, rendered in ultra-detailed 8K resolution, inspired by the works of Daniel Merriam, Jessica Rossier, and Inna Bebrisa. The composition is visually captivating and richly textured, suitable for an award-winning fantasy artwork.
Prompt: Am Brunnen vor dem Tore
Da steht ein Lindenbaum:
Ich träumt in seinem Schatten
So manchen süßen Traum.
Ich schnitt in seine Rinde
So manches liebe Wort;
Es zog in Freud und Leide
Zu ihm mich immer fort.
Ich mußt auch heute wandern
Vorbei in tiefer Nacht,
Da hab ich noch im Dunkel
Die Augen zugemacht.
Und seine Zweige rauschten,
Als riefen sie mir zu:
Komm her zu mir, Geselle,
Hier findst du deine Ruh!
Die kalten Winde bliesen
Mir grad ins Angesicht,
Der Hut flog mir vom Kopfe,
Ich wendete mich nicht.
Nun bin ich manche Stunde
Entfernt von jenem Ort,
Und immer hör ich´s rauschen:
Du fändest Ruhe dort!
Prompt: Wer kann schon sagen, was mit uns geschieht
Vielleicht stimmt es ja doch
Dass das Leben eine Prüfung ist
In der wir uns bewähren sollen
Nur wer sie mit Eins besteht
Darf in den Himmel kommen
Für den ganzen dreckigen Rest
Bleibt die Hölle der Wiedergeburt
Als Tourist auf Ibiza
Als Verkehrspolizist
Als ein Clown in einer Zirkusshow
Den keiner sehen will
Um diesem Schicksal zu entfliehen
Sollen wir uns redlich bemühen
Jeden Tag mit 'nem Gebet beginnen
An Stelle von Aspirin
Nur wer immer gleich zum Beichtstuhl rennt
Als wär' es ein Wettlauf
Und dort alle seine Sünden nennt
Der handelt einen Freispruch aus
Ich will nicht ins Paradies
Wenn der Weg dorthin so schwierig ist
Ich stelle keinen Antrag auf Asyl
Meinetwegen bleib' ich hier
Wer Messer und Gabel richtig halten kann
Und beim Essen grade sitzt
Wer immer ja und danke sagt
Dessen Chancen stehen nicht schlecht
Wer sich brav in jede Reihe stellt
Mit geputzten Schuhen
Wer sein Schicksal mit Demut trägt
Dem winkt die Erlösung zu
Wir sollen zuhören und aufpassen
Tun, was man uns sagt
Unterordnen und nachmachen
Vom ersten bis zum letzten Tag
Immer schön nach den Regeln spielen
Die uns sie befohlen sind
Wie sie im Buch des Lebens stehen
In Ewigkeit Amen
Ich will nicht ins Paradies
Wenn der Weg dorthin so schwierig ist
Wer weiß, ob es uns dort besser geht
Hinter dieser Tür
Ich will nicht ins Paradies
Wenn der Weg dorthin so schwierig ist
Und bevor ich auf den Knien fleh'
Bleib' ich meinetwegen hier
Ich will nicht ins Paradies
Wenn der Weg dorthin so schwierig ist
Wenn ich nicht rein darf, wie ich bin
Bleib' ich draußen vor der Tür
Ich will nicht ins Paradies
Wenn der Weg dorthin so schwierig ist
Ich stelle keinen Antrag auf Asyl
Meinetwegen bleib' ich hier
Prompt: A striking and haunting depiction of a fiery infernal angel, her flowing crimson hair blazing like fire, and her dark, tattered wings stretching with an ominous majesty. She sits atop a jagged throne of molten rock, playing a blackened harp forged from obsidian and glowing embers. Her form is both alluring and formidable, draped in sheer black lace that clings to her elegant figure, highlighting her toned torso, hips, and legs. A faint aura of ash and smoke swirls around her, illuminated by the infernal light emanating from rivers of lava below. Her eyes burn with an otherworldly intensity, reflecting sorrow and strength, as flames dance in the cavernous, blood-red sky. Jagged cliffs and shadowy silhouettes of tormented souls form a chaotic yet captivating backdrop. Painted in high-detail oil style, the image captures both the raw beauty and the fearsome power of this unearthly realm.
Prompt: A breathtaking scene of a radiant fairy gliding gracefully across a shimmering lake under the haunting glow of a blood-red moon. The water ripples with reflections of fireflies and glowing orbs, creating a mesmerizing interplay of light and motion. Swirling currents and splashes of water are rendered in the ethereal, dreamlike style of Jean-Baptiste Monge. Painted with the dynamic energy of Andrew Atroshenko, the image combines large, expressive brush strokes with the fluid spontaneity of drip painting and splattered colors. A maximalist masterpiece of intricate detail, vibrant hues, and uncanny beauty, evoking the surreal magic of a watercolor painting come to life.
Prompt: The ethereal Kingdom of Heaven, where Love reigns supreme, envisioned as a masterpiece of fine art. Drawing inspiration from the intricate styles of Jean-Baptiste Monge, Todd Lockwood, Olivier Ponsonnet, and Alex Alemany, blended with the hyperrealistic precision of Heather Rooney, Kim Jung Gi, and Ismail Inceoglu. A breathtakingly scenic, gorgeously detailed, and intricately designed portrayal that embodies the artistic elegance of WLOP, Alexander Jansson, and Abel Chan Arce. Vibrant, atmospheric, and meticulously crafted, with the stylistic richness of Grzegorz Przybyś, Shepard Fairey, and PixIV. A stunning work of art, bursting with beauty and emotion, evoking the grandeur of love and divine splendor.
Prompt: A sprawling prison castle in ruins, perched on a misty, windswept cliffside, its crumbled towers and shattered gates bathed in the golden glow of a rising sun. The decayed stone walls, overgrown with vines and wildflowers, hint at the passage of time and the triumph of nature over confinement. Emerging from the shattered remnants, a breathtaking blonde woman with flowing hair and radiant, giant yellow butterfly wings takes flight. Her wings shimmer with golden hues, catching the light as she ascends into the open sky. Her graceful figure embodies freedom and hope, soaring above the vast expanse of wilderness below. The scene merges haunting beauty with transcendent liberation, a powerful symbol of escaping captivity and embracing a boundless, renewed life.
Prompt: A hauntingly beautiful moonlit nightscape unfolds atop a cascading waterfall, bathed in ethereal silver and blue tones. A towering German shepherd stands upright on its hind legs, its silhouette striking and surreal as it howls mournfully at the glowing night sky. The scene exudes an eerie, chilling atmosphere, rich with intricate textures that amplify its otherworldly allure.
Prompt: High atop a majestic mountain peak, under the luminous gaze of a colossal azure moon, a powerful wizard clashes with a fearsome dragon in a battle for the ages. The moon's ethereal light bathes the scene, highlighting every intricate detail of the wizard’s crackling spells and the dragon’s fiery breath. The confrontation brims with raw energy, as magic and might collide in a dazzling display of power and determination. Capture the drama, the intensity, and the surreal beauty of this moonlit duel, infusing the scene with vivid detail and your signature artistic flair.
Prompt: A majestic phoenix bird soars gracefully through the boundless universe, its fiery plumage shimmering with radiant hues of gold and crimson. Surrounding it, an opalescent rainbow nebula swirls, casting an ethereal glow that illuminates the cosmic expanse, blending vibrant colors and stardust in a mesmerizing celestial dance.
Prompt: I get knocked down, but I get up again, you're never gonna keep me down, beautiful woman bathing in shining diamonds, red candles; full body, smooth, by Andrew ATROSHENKO; Speedpaint with large brush strokes ; drip painting; paint splashes; a masterpiece; maximalist; uncanny; highly detailed and intricate, beautiful colors; no sign, no watermark, no extra woman, no extra man
Prompt: A stunning and inspiring scene of two cyclists, a man and a woman, racing through the vast, shimmering white expanse of the Salinas Grandes salt flats in Jujuy, Argentina. The cyclists are dressed in vibrant gear, their bikes kicking up small clouds of salt dust as they speed across the cracked polygonal patterns of the salt plain. In the background, the majestic Andes mountains rise dramatically, their peaks dusted with snow under a clear, deep blue sky. The scene is bathed in golden sunlight, casting long shadows and creating a striking contrast between the white salt flats and the vivid colors of the cyclists and the surrounding landscape. The atmosphere is dynamic and filled with energy, emphasizing the beauty of nature and the thrill of adventure.
Prompt: So this is Christmas
And what have you done?
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you had fun
The near and the dear ones
The old and the young
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas (war is over)
For weak and for strong (if you want it)
The rich and the poor ones (war is over)
The road is so long (now)
And so happy Christmas (war is over)
For black and for white (if you want it)
For yellow and red ones (war is over)
Let's stop all the fight (now)
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas (war is over)
And what have we done? (If you want it)
Another year over (war is over)
And a new one just begun (now)
And so happy Christmas (war is over)
We hope you have fun (if you want it)
The near and the dear ones (war is over)
The old and the young (now)
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over
If you want it
War is over
Now
Prompt: Willst du tanzen
Mit mir tanzen
Oder willst du lieber geh'n
Darf ich dich küssen
Zärtlich küssen
Oder willst du lieber geh'n
Ich war gemein
Schrecklich gemein
Doch ich knie vor dir nieder
Und ich fleh' dich an: Verzeih
Mein Blick vergiftet
Von den Zweifeln
An deiner Liebe zu mir
Von meinen Ängsten
Dich zu verlieren
Schon der Gedanke
Lässt mich erfrier'n
Ich war gemein
Schrecklich gemein
Doch ich knie vor dir nieder
Und ich fleh' dich an: Verzeih
Ich weiß ich bin
Ein ew'ges Kind
Das sich verlaufen hat
In seinem Eigensinn
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Prompt: A a surreal and dystopian dreamscape where a colossal, Dalíesque eye emerges from the depths of a cave, overseeing a landscape that evokes the eerie and oppressive atmosphere of communism. The eye should be a swirling vortex of symbolism, with surreal details that reflect the themes of surveillance, control, and the surreal nature of reality. Let the dream blur the line between the real and the absurd, leaving viewers with a sense of unease and thought-provoking contemplation.
Prompt: Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
We're what's happening
Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
We're an ice machine
We see people, brand-new people
They're something to see
Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
Oh, isn't it wild?
Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
We're walking through town
Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
We walk like a ghost
We learn dances, brand-new dances
Like the nuclear bomb
When we're nightclubbing, bright-white clubbing
Oh, isn't it wild?
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Prompt: Baby, don't you cry
Baby, I'll sing you a lullaby
We are walking down the street of chance
Where the chance is always slim or none
And the intentions unjust
Baby, there's nothing to see
I've already been down the street of chance
Baby, you're so clean
Baby, please stay clean
We are walking down the street of chance
Where the chance is always next to none
And the intentions unjust
Baby, there's nothing to see
I've already been down the street of chance
Baby, you're so young
Baby, please stay young
We are walking down the street of chance
Where the chance is always slim or none
And the intentions unjust
Baby, there's nothing to see
I've already been down the street of chance
Baby, don't you cry
Baby, I've already cried
We are walking down the street of chance
The chance is always slim or none
And the intention unjust
And the intention unjust
And the intention unjust
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Prompt: Destruction leads to a very rough road but it also breeds creation. beautiful woman, shining diamonds, red candles; full body, smooth, by Andrew ATROSHENKO; Speedpaint with large brush strokes ; drip painting; paint splashes; a masterpiece; maximalist; uncanny; highly detailed and intricate, beautiful colors; no sign, no watermark, no extra woman, no extra man
Prompt: Create a mesmerizing and surreal scene of mythical Valkyries of Hell commanding an infernal battlefield. The landscape is engulfed in searing red flames, with volcanic fissures splitting the ground and ash swirling in the scorched air. Above, colossal dragons with glowing eyes and molten scales circle ominously, their roars echoing through the fiery chaos. The Valkyries, both fierce warriors and arcane sorceresses, wield blazing weapons and channel streams of chaotic, otherworldly energy. Their ethereal armor gleams with a fiery aura, and their otherworldly presence exudes both beauty and dread. Depict the climactic moment of their battle—dragons unleashing torrents of fire while the Valkyries, standing as avatars of balance, unleash their powers to subdue the chaos and assert dominion over this apocalyptic realm. The image should embody the grandeur of myth, the fury of elemental conflict, and the haunting allure of these legendary beings. full body, smooth, by Andrew ATROSHENKO; Speedpaint with large brush strokes ; drip painting; paint splashes; a masterpiece; maximalist; uncanny; highly detailed and intricate, beautiful colors; no sign, no watermark, no extra woman, no extra man
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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