Prompt: Ich würde dir gern sagen, wie sehr ich dich mag
Warum ich nur noch an dich denken kann
Ich fühl mich wie verhext und in Gefangenschaft
Und du allein trägst Schuld daran
Worte sind dafür zu schwach
Ich befürchte, du glaubst mir nicht
Mir kommt es vor, als ob mich jemand warnt
Dieses Märchen wird nicht gut ausgehen
Es ist die Eifersucht, die mich auffrisst
Immer dann, wenn du nicht in meiner Nähe bist
Von Dr. Jekyll werde ich zu Mr. Hyde
Ich kann nichts dagegen tun
Plötzlich ist es so weit
Ich bin kurz davor durchzudrehen
Aus Angst, dich zu verlieren
Und dass uns jetzt kein Unglück geschieht
Dafür kann ich nicht garantieren
Und alles nur, weil ich dich liebe
Und ich nicht weiß, wie ich's beweisen soll
Komm, ich zeig dir, wie groß meine Liebe ist
Und bringe mich für dich um
Sobald deine Laune etwas schlechter ist
Bild ich mir gleich ein, dass du mich nicht mehr willst
Ich sterbe beim Gedanken daran
Dass ich dich nicht für immer halten kann
Auf einmal brennt ein Feuer in mir
Und der Rest der Welt wird schwarz
Ich spür wie unsere Zeit verrinnt
Wir nähern uns dem letzten Akt
Und alles nur, weil ich dich liebe
Und ich nicht weiß, wie ich's beweisen soll
Komm, ich zeig dir, wie groß meine Liebe ist
Und bringe mich für dich um
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: A hauntingly surreal image of a skeleton blues player performing under the glow of a full moon in an eerie graveyard. The skeleton sits on a weathered tombstone, dressed in a tattered old suit and hat, its hollow eyes fixed downward, lost in the music as it strums an aged guitar. Around him, gnarled, leafless trees cast jagged shadows over the crooked, decaying gravestones scattered throughout the graveyard. Wisps of mist drift around the skeleton’s feet, illuminated by the cold, ghostly moonlight. In the background, faint silhouettes and dimly glowing spirits hover, adding an ethereal, otherworldly presence to the scene. The entire atmosphere is eerie yet soulful, as though the skeleton is playing a lament for the departed.
Prompt: A surreal miniature painting of a woman with an immense heart resembling a packed warehouse, every nook and cranny filled with knowledge, leaving no room to spare. The interior walls of her heart are decorated with wall-to-wall landscapes that depict her town and natural surroundings, under a sky speckled with the moon and stars. Vibrant stained glass windows, symbolizing the Kingdom of God, glow softly, casting a divine and mystical light over this labyrinthine mental space. The atmosphere is both claustrophobic and reverent, blending the divine with the boundless intricacies of the human heart.
Prompt: Ich würde dir gern sagen, wie sehr ich dich mag
Warum ich nur noch an dich denken kann
Ich fühl mich wie verhext und in Gefangenschaft
Und du allein trägst Schuld daran
Worte sind dafür zu schwach
Ich befürchte, du glaubst mir nicht
Mir kommt es vor, als ob mich jemand warnt
Dieses Märchen wird nicht gut ausgehen
Es ist die Eifersucht, die mich auffrisst
Immer dann, wenn du nicht in meiner Nähe bist
Von Dr. Jekyll werde ich zu Mr. Hyde
Ich kann nichts dagegen tun
Plötzlich ist es so weit
Ich bin kurz davor durchzudrehen
Aus Angst, dich zu verlieren
Und dass uns jetzt kein Unglück geschieht
Dafür kann ich nicht garantieren
Und alles nur, weil ich dich liebe
Und ich nicht weiß, wie ich's beweisen soll
Komm, ich zeig dir, wie groß meine Liebe ist
Und bringe mich für dich um
Sobald deine Laune etwas schlechter ist
Bild ich mir gleich ein, dass du mich nicht mehr willst
Ich sterbe beim Gedanken daran
Dass ich dich nicht für immer halten kann
Auf einmal brennt ein Feuer in mir
Und der Rest der Welt wird schwarz
Ich spür wie unsere Zeit verrinnt
Wir nähern uns dem letzten Akt
Und alles nur, weil ich dich liebe
Und ich nicht weiß, wie ich's beweisen soll
Komm, ich zeig dir, wie groß meine Liebe ist
Und bringe mich für dich um
beautiful man and woman, shining diamonds; 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 shadowy, foreboding castle looms under the ominous glow of a blood-red moon, its windows radiating an unnatural light. The air is thick with mist, and bats swoop and swirl against the night sky. In the hazy distance, the ghostly visage of a woman with glowing, piercing eyes emerges, her presence emanating an aura of ancient sorcery. The scene feels alive with an unearthly tension, as though faint whispers and sinister laughter echo just beyond the edge of hearing.
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 striking painting of a vast, sprawling city that conveys a sense of grandeur yet overwhelming decay. Towering skyscrapers loom above, their façades cracked and weathered, while streets filled with people bustle beneath a dramatic sky filled with dark, swirling clouds. Shadows cast by the towering buildings create a feeling of confinement, as if the very structures are about to collapse inward. Subtle details like peeling paint and broken windows hint at the city's fragility. The atmosphere is charged with a sense of tension, reflecting the paradox of feeling both lost in the city's enormity and crushed by its impending collapse.
Prompt: A mesmerizing hyperrealistic portrait of a stunning woman with long, beachy blonde dreadlocks adorned with tiny boho charms, wooden beads, and delicate feathers, flowing like golden threads in the crystal-clear water. She swims gracefully among vibrant coral reefs teeming with sea life, the colors of tropical fish shimmering like jewels in the sunlight filtering through the waves above. Her curvaceous figure and ample bust are wrapped in a flowing, ethereal bikini of soft, translucent fabric, its earthy tones and intricate lace accentuated by the gentle currents. The fabric billows around her like a living aura, blending harmoniously with the fluidity of her movements.
Her piercing light-blue eyes glimmer with quiet wonder as she reaches out, her fingertips brushing against a school of curious angelfish darting playfully around her. Silver bangles on her wrists catch the refracted light, their soft chime barely audible amidst the serene whispers of the ocean. Rings of moonstone and turquoise shimmer on her fingers, echoing the vibrant hues of the coral and sea anemones. She appears as a vision of bohemian beauty, at one with the breathtaking underwater world around her.
The scene is alive with the vivid hues of the coral reef, from fiery reds and oranges to soothing blues and purples, while shafts of sunlight cascade through the water like golden beams from heaven. Sea turtles glide effortlessly in the distance, and the occasional sparkle of a dolphin’s fin breaks the tranquility. Her golden hair, a mix of wild dreadlocks and delicate embellishments, sways gently in the water, catching the sunlight as tiny bubbles rise to the surface.
The water is cool and refreshing, carrying the faint scent of salt and the gentle murmur of distant waves. The scene captures her as a free spirit, deeply connected to the profound serenity and wonder of the ocean, embodying freedom, grace, and the untamed beauty of the underwater world.
Prompt: A mesmerizingly dark and surreal masterpiece, portraying a pale, ethereal girl in a tattered yet luminous yellow dress, its fabric shimmering with eerie golden light. She holds a heart-shaped red balloon that glows faintly, as though pulsing with the essence of life itself. She stands bravely facing against the towering Grim Reaper, whose skeletal form is cloaked in shadowy, swirling tendrils of darkness, his scythe glinting with an edge sharp enough to carve fate itself. The scene is drenched in an unsettling, dreamlike aura—moonlight filters through skeletal branches, casting jagged shadows, while faint glimmers of fireflies dance in the gloom. This tableau captures the fragile yet indomitable power of love standing defiantly against the void of death, the girl’s eyes alight with quiet determination. The contrast between her innocence and the Reaper’s macabre presence is both terrifying and heartbreakingly beautiful, weaving a tale of resilience, sacrifice, and the unyielding spark of hope amidst despair.
An ultra-HD digital painting, intricate and hauntingly detailed, blending the whimsical charm of Tim Burton with the surreal dread of H. R. Giger and the ethereal majesty of Beksinski. Rim lighting glows faintly against the inky backdrop, with filigree details and glimmers of magic illuminating the scene. The composition adheres to the golden ratio, an intricate movie-poster-esque piece, blending fantasy and terror in a production-quality cinematic render. Epic, chilling, and breathtakingly beautiful, this masterpiece evokes a dark fairy tale come to life, trending on ArtStation and CGSociety.
Prompt: A hauntingly beautiful cinematic portrait of a young artist lost in the feverish depths of creation. His room, a chaotic sanctuary of sketches and half-finished canvases, hums with an otherworldly energy. Ink and graphite stain his restless hands as he leans intently over his desk, wide, haunted eyes reflecting the dreamscapes he births into being. The walls around him are alive with strange, entrancing figures—cube-shaped heads and swirling voids that seem to beckon from another realm. A flickering desk lamp casts wavering shadows, merging reality with the phantoms of his imagination. Papers tremble in an unseen draft, and faint, disembodied whispers weave through the dim air, as though his creations are murmuring their secrets back to him. The scene is steeped in a tender eeriness—a fragile haven where the line between art and enchantment blurs, and the artist, consumed yet luminous, breathes life into the unknown.
Prompt: "A lone figure stands on a rain-kissed balcony, high above a city that never sleeps. Below, rivers of golden headlights stream through the streets, weaving stories of lovers, dreamers, and the quietly broken. The air hums with the distant murmur of life—laughter spilling from café doorways, a violinist playing a melody lost in the night, the whisper of the wind carrying secrets from windows left ajar.
They press a hand to the cold glass railing, tracing invisible patterns, as if searching for the shape of a love they’ve never known but have always felt. Their heart aches with a quiet yearning, a longing stitched into the fabric of their soul—one that speaks of hands that have never touched yet feel familiar, of words that have never been spoken yet echo in the silence. Somewhere, beyond the neon glow and the mist-laced skyline, there is a presence meant for them, a warmth waiting to be found.
Create an image that captures this moment—the beauty of solitude, the ache of longing, and the quiet hope that love, no matter how distant, is always drawing closer.
"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, reminiscent
Prompt: Hast du etwas Zeit für mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich
Von neunundneunzig Luftballons
Auf ihrem weg zum Horizont
Denkst du vielleicht gerad' an mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich
Von neunundneunzig Luftballons
Und dass so was von so was kommt
Neunundneunzig Luftballons
Auf ihrem weg zum Horizont
Hielt man für UFOs aus dem All
Darum schickte ein General
'Ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher
Alarm zu geben, wenn's so wär
Dabei war'n da am Horizont
Nur neunundneunzig Luftballons
Neunundneunzig Düsenflieger
Jeder war ein großer Krieger
Hielten sich für Captain Kirk
Es gab ein großes Feuerwerk
Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft
Und fühlten sich gleich angemacht
Dabei schoss man am Horizont
Auf neunundneunzig Luftballons
Neunundneunzig Kriegsminister
Streichholz und Benzinkanister
Hielten sich für schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht
Mann, wer hätte das gedacht
Dass es einmal soweit kommt
Wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons
Neunundneunzig Jahre Krieg
Ließen keinen platz für Sieger
Kriegsminister gibt's nicht mehr
Und auch keine Düsenflieger
Heute zieh' ich meine Runden
Seh' die Welt in Trümmern liegen
Hab'n Luftballon gefunden
Denk' an dich und lass' ihn fliegen
Prompt: "He was not a gentle man. He was a storm wrapped in flesh, a beast carved from war and hardship. Where he walked, the ground seemed to tremble; where he stood, men thought twice before stepping closer. He did not speak idly, did not waste time on empty kindness—but when he loved, he loved with the force of a thousand battles won.
She was not afraid of him. Others saw the fire in his eyes and recoiled; she reached for it, unflinching. Others whispered of his fury; she had felt the steady, unshakable hands that could break bones yet held her like something sacred.
He would destroy for her. He would burn for her. He would become the monster they feared—but only to shield what he cherished. And when the world turned against him, when enemies rose, when shadows crept in—he did not falter. Because a monster does not beg for peace. A monster fights for it. And she was the only thing in this world worth fighting for
"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, reminiscent
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: A powerful, cinematic scene at sea during a lightning storm — a majestic woman rises from the storm clouds and crashing waves, her hair flowing like black thunderclouds, eyes glowing with electric fury, arms outstretched as if commanding the tempest. Below her, a calm yet immense figure of a man stands waist-deep in the ocean, his expression resolute, powerful, and unyielding. His presence merges with the vastness of the sea—his shoulders like rock outcroppings, his gaze steady as the moonlight breaks through the chaos. The contrast between the raging sky and the deep, calm ocean is stark and dramatic. Dark blues, silvers, and flashes of lightning illuminate the scene. The atmosphere is charged with tension, danger, and elemental romance.
Prompt: A woman who recognizes the fire in a man long before the world does. She’s not trying to tame him, fix him, or slow him down—she speaks to his storm like it’s a language she was born knowing. She sees him in motion, on a path few dare to walk, and instead of trying to reroute him, she matches his pace. Her words are calm, but powerful. There is admiration, yes, but more than that, there is understanding. She doesn’t beg to be chosen—she simply lets him know that she sees the man he’s becoming, and she isn’t afraid of the distance he must travel to get there. She carries her own flame. She’s not waiting—she’s preparing.
Prompt: Vibrant stained glass windows, symbolizing the Kingdom of God, glow softly, casting a divine and mystical light over this labyrinthine mental space. The atmosphere is both claustrophobic and reverent, blending the divine with the boundless intricacies of the human heart.
You’re not going to change him by preaching. Don’t bring him a system—show him a soul. He’s not drawn to dogma, he’s drawn to depth. He respects sincerity and courage more than certainty. If you want him to even consider your faith, you need to live it so vividly, so beautifully, that he chooses to understand it. Not out of guilt. Not out of fear. But out of admiration.
He doesn’t want to be saved. He wants to see if there’s something sacred about being human.
And if you can’t make peace with the parts of him that resist—his rebellion, his intellect, his grief, his suspicion of power—then you won’t reach him. He won’t fake belief to please you. He’s already been burned by that kind of performance. But if you love him without trying to fix him, then maybe—maybe—he’ll open the door to understanding you more than you expected.
Prompt: You’re not going to change him by preaching. Don’t bring him a system—show him a soul. He’s not drawn to dogma, he’s drawn to depth. He respects sincerity and courage more than certainty. If you want him to even consider your faith, you need to live it so vividly, so beautifully, that he chooses to understand it. Not out of guilt. Not out of fear. But out of admiration.
He doesn’t want to be saved. He wants to see if there’s something sacred about being human.
And if you can’t make peace with the parts of him that resist—his rebellion, his intellect, his grief, his suspicion of power—then you won’t reach him. He won’t fake belief to please you. He’s already been burned by that kind of performance. But if you love him without trying to fix him, then maybe—maybe—he’ll open the door to understanding you more than you expected.
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: A beautifully detailed painting of a gorgeous woman holding a human heart in her hands. She gazes at it with a gentle, affectionate expression, evoking a sense of romance and intimacy. Her delicate lace clothing drapes elegantly over her, adding a touch of timeless elegance to her appearance. Behind her lies a tranquil body of water, reflecting the soft, warm light that surrounds her, creating a dreamy, otherworldly ambiance. The artwork is painted in a rich, harmonious color palette, with exquisite brushwork and subtle details, capturing an atmosphere of beauty and mystery, reminiscent of Amanda Sage's intricate style.
Prompt: A tender painting of a couple sharing a quiet moment on a secluded balcony overlooking a starlit cityscape. The night sky is a tapestry of twinkling stars and a glowing full moon, casting a soft silver light on the scene. The lovers, wrapped in each other's arms, gaze into each other's eyes, their expressions filled with love and longing. Delicate flowers cascade from the balcony railing, their petals catching the moonlight and adding splashes of color. A gentle breeze stirs the air, causing the couple’s hair to dance lightly, creating an intimate, dreamlike atmosphere. The entire scene radiates warmth and connection, celebrating the beauty of romance under the vastness of the night sky. 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, reminiscent
You’re not going to change him by preaching. Don’t bring him a system—show him a soul. He’s not drawn to dogma, he’s drawn to depth. He respects sincerity and courage more than certainty. If you want him to even consider your faith, you need to live it so vividly, so beautifully, that he chooses to understand it. Not out of guilt. Not out of fear. But out of admiration.
He doesn’t want to be saved. He wants to see if there’s something sacred about being human.
And if you can’t make peace with the parts of him that resist—his rebellion, his intellect, his grief, his suspicion of power—then you won’t reach him. He won’t fake belief to please you. He’s already been burned by that kind of performance. But if you love him without trying to fix him, then maybe—maybe—he’ll open the door to understanding you more than you expected.
Prompt: A dark, mysterious room that feels like a fusion between a library and a cave, lit only by the roaring glow of a massive stone fireplace. Shadows dance across shelves of ancient books and jagged rock walls. In the center, a woman stands in tight black leather, radiating power and allure. She holds a large wooden cup filled with a strange, glowing red liquid—not quite wine, not quite blood—its surface shimmering with otherworldly energy. Her gaze is piercing yet calm, and her aura is intoxicating, almost elemental. Outside the cave’s arched stone opening, a violent sandstorm rages, winds howling, dust swirling, but she stands fearless, whispering ‘I fear not.’ The atmosphere is mystical, gothic, and cinematic, with strong contrasts of firelight and storm shadows. 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: Envision a nocturnal scene drenched in rich indigo and sapphire tones, where a velvet sky glimmers with countless stars, each a radiant jewel illuminated by a luminous crescent moon. A crystalline pond mirrors the celestial splendor, its surface rippling gently as two ebony swans glide gracefully across it. Beside the pond stands a majestic, gnarled ancient tree, its twisted branches reaching skyward, rendered in vibrant, swirling layers of alcohol ink and lustrous oil paint on a textured canvas, capturing the ethereal beauty of the night.
Prompt: The river flows calmly, its surface reflecting the golden light of the afternoon. The air is warm with the promise of summer, and the sound of the water is a gentle murmur, inviting peace and reflection. On the edge of the river, a woman stands, her silhouette framed by the trees that line the bank. Her dark hair catches the sun, flowing like the current itself as she surveys the water. Beside her, a small raft is tethered to a tree, waiting for the journey ahead.
Autumnal scene encapsulating youthful dreams, Pino Daeni inspired figures basking in mellow sunlight amidst fallen leaves, Jos de May's surreal proportions adding whimsy, soft pastel palette, serene atmosphere, nostalgic warmth, textured brushwork, golden hour illumination, digital painting, ultra fine details
With a smile, she unties the raft, stepping onto it with confidence, her movements as fluid as the water she’s about to ride. The raft gently sways as she pushes off from the shore, the current beginning to guide her downstream. The river stretches ahead, winding through lush forests and open fields, full of unknowns yet promising adventure. She looks ahead, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and excitement, knowing that whatever comes, the journey will be worth it. The raft, sturdy beneath her, moves forward as the woman navigates the twists and turns of the river, each bend an opportunity for discovery.
Prompt: An astronaut drifts in space, surrounded by a dim, eerie nebula swirling with ghostly colors—dark purples, sickly greens, and blood-red wisps. Earth looms ominously in the distance, but it's far from the familiar blue planet. Instead, it has an unsettling, enormous grin stretched across its surface, glowing with an unnatural, twisted light. Shadows of continents form hollow, empty eyes, staring directly at the astronaut. The astronaut's posture is tense, hands clenched, as fear radiates from their body, isolated and dwarfed by the haunting scene. Faint whispers seem to echo through the nebula, heightening the sense of terror as the smiling Earth watches unblinking. Opalescent rainbow nebula.
Prompt: Imagine a surreal scene where a colossal, radiant heart rests gently on a shimmering lake, its surface reflecting the stars of a twilight sky. Emerging from the heart, a beautiful woman with flowing hair that blends into the water’s surface, as if made of liquid silver, gazes serenely at the viewer. Surround her with ethereal flowers that bloom in vibrant colors, their petals dripping like wax. In the background, surreal mountains twist upward, with abstract shapes and shadows dancing across the landscape. Infuse the scene with a dreamlike quality, using soft, fluid lines and vibrant hues, evoking the essence of love and feminine beauty in a Salvador Dalí-inspired style., 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, reminiscent
Prompt: Slender figure clad in a surreal dress fashioned from newspaper clippings, standing against a light cream, textured canvas, anatomical correctness, proportional accuracy, 8k ultra fine detail
Prompt: Picture a girl with cascading, flowing hair, her silhouette merging effortlessly with a double exposure of a radiant sky and billowing clouds. Stylize this enchanting composition in a minimalist aspect ratio of 2:3. In a mere 200 words, inspire writers to unravel the magical connection between the red-haired silhouette and the celestial dance above, 3d render, poster, cinematic, fashion
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.
