Prompt: Deep in the bosom of the gentle night
Is when I search for the light
Pick up my pen and start to write
I struggle and fight dark forces in the clear moonlight
Without fear
Insomnia
Prompt: A girl consumed by fire
We all know her desire
From the plans that she has made
I have her on a promise
Immerse me in your splendour
All the plans that I have made
Prompt: STATELY, PLUMP BUCK MULLIGAN CAME FROM THE STAIRHEAD, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressing gown, ungirdled, was sustained gently-behind him by the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned:
-- Introibo ad altare Dei.
Halted, he peered down the dark winding stairs and called up coarsely:
-- Come up, Kinch. Come up, you fearful jesuit.
Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding country and the awaking mountains. Then, catching sight of Stephen Dedalus, he bent towards him and made rapid crosses in the air, gurgling in his throat and shaking his head. Stephen Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his arms on the top of the staircase and looked coldly at the shaking gurgling face that blessed him, equine in its length, and at the light untonsured hair, grained and hued like pale oak.
Buck Mulligan peeped an instant under the mirror and then covered the bowl smartly.
Prompt: A fat calico cat with a sugar skull face wearing a lace collar with a mouse skull amulet with bats and spooky castle in the background lit by the moon
Prompt: Remembering you standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering you running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and whiter than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
Prompt: I'm so tired of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long
Just...
Prompt: She spends too much time with herself every night
Just fooling around with her fears
In the morning she mourns the decline of her mind
Drowning in a bottle of beer
It's too dangerous just to think about what she might have been
If she'd sung for salvation, if she'd danced on her dreams
Prompt: Adar Llwch Gwin, Welsh mythical creatures, a giant griffin-type bird, with the head and wings of an eagle and the body of a lion. Overlooking the welsh valley
Prompt: She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said, "Don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round?"
She said I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She told me her name was Billie Jean as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
Prompt: I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at the morning drivin' rain
But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm jumpin' jack flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap right across my back
But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm jumpin' jack flash
It's a gas, gas, gas (oh)
Prompt: I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
I'm higher than the sun
Higher than the sun
Higher than the sun
Higher than the sun
Prompt: Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
'Cause I speak of the pompatus of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doing you wrong, doing you wrong
Well, don't you worry, baby, don't worry
'Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my loving on the run
Prompt: Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing
And in my head I make a picture
Cause since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me
Why won't you come on over Valerie?
Prompt: It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sittin' next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son can you play me a memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"
Prompt: I told you about Strawberry Fields
You know the place where nothing is real
Well, here's another place you can go
Where everything flows
Looking through the bent back tulips
To see how the other half lives
Looking through a glass onion
Prompt: City dweller, successful fella
Thought to himself "Oops, I've got a lot of money (I got money)
Caught in a rat race, terminally
I'm a professional cynic but my heart's not in it
I'm paying the price of living life at the limit
Caught up in the century's anxiety"
Prompt: "The famous chocolate room was famous for being the most beautiful in the whole factory. It was lit by thousands of candles which were floating in mid-air over four enormous beds of marshmallow. In the centre of the room, there was an actual river of molten chocolate, which flowed smoothly along, and around the edge of the river there were giant mushrooms made of toffee, and enormous sugar flowers, and strange things called 'Everlasting Gobstoppers' and 'Rainbow Drops' and 'Eatable Marshmallow Pillows' and 'Lickable Wallpaper' and 'Rock-Candy Mountains' and 'Candy Floss' trees, and a thousand other wonderful sweets and chocolates. And in the middle of the room sat the giant chocolate waterfall, where the creamy stuff was pouring out of hundreds of massive taps, and cascading in smooth, velvety, torrents down the rocky cliff."
Prompt: There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child, I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
Prompt: Hey, don't look now
But there goes God
In his sexy pants and his sausage dog
And he can't stand Beelzebub
'Cause he looks so good in black, in black
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.
