Prompt: gigantic tidal wave approaching a beach community where there are hundreds of people in bathing sits frolicking in the water and unaware of what is about to happen. Within the tidal wave are killer whales. The killer whales are biolumiscent. The beach is beautiful. The sand on the beach extends for miles in every direction. There are sand dunes that form a barrier between the beach and the the shops and restaurants. Surreal. Sad.
Prompt: Paris cityscape, a vintage illustration, sketch, watercolour, line art Jean-Baptiste Monge, watercolor and ink, intricate details, fantasy, beautiful, award winning, colorful, fantastic view, crisp quality
Prompt: Adolf Hitler Superstar Disco Nightfever. Brown dogshit. Disco bowl. Laser beams. stroboscope light. Howling sirens. Empty head. Dead heart. Sweet little children Ekstatik dancing.
Prompt: priest in a long white robe goes up steps into the deep forest. Death Flowers grow on the ground. gently green forest with slightly washed-out evening light. It's very quiet and the trees are listening.
Prompt: Driving through the mountains of the Colombian rainforest with a 1949 DeSoto. by Mark Ryden and Fernando Botero and Luke Brown and Salvia Droid
Prompt: In a churchyard by a river, lazing in the haze of midday
Laughing in the grasses and the graze
Yellow bird, you are not alone in singing and in flying on
Laughing and in leaving
Willow weeping in the water, waving to the river daughters
Swaying in the ripples and the reeds
On a trip to cirrus minor, saw a crater in the sun
A thousand miles of moonlight later
Prompt: In a churchyard by a river, lazing in the haze of midday.
Laughing in the grasses and the graze.
Yellow bird, you are not alone in singing and in flying on
Laughing and in leaving.
Willow weeping in the water, waving to the river daughters,
Swaying in the ripples and the reeds.
On a trip to cirrus minor, saw a crater in the sun.
A thousand miles of moonlight later
Prompt: Little by little the night turns around. Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn. Lotuses lean on each other in yearning. Under the eaves the swallow is resting. Set the controls for the heart of the sun. Over the mountain watching the watcher. Breaking the darkness waking the grapevine. One inch of love is one inch of shadow. Love is the shadow that ripens the wine. Set the controls for the heart of the sun. Witness the man who raves at the wall. Making the shape of his question to heaven.. Whether the sun will fall in the evening Will he remember the lesson of giving?
Prompt: Beautiful Woman sitting on a chair and holding the star of plasticity in her hands. Ugly, golden insects flying around her chair. The semi transparent wallpaper begins to wabble and letting imagine the landscape behind the house.
Prompt: Miles Davis in the realm of magic mushrooms with entities that look like plastics in the colors of plants and stones and very old 3D-wallpapers.
Prompt: I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
Prompt: Relax and float down stream.
Lay down all thoughts.
Surrender to the void.
It is shining.
That you may see.
The meaning of within.
It is being.
That love is all.
That love is everyone.
It is knowing.
That ignorance and hate.
May mourn the dead.
It is believing.
But listen to the colour of your dream.
It is not living.
All play the game.
Existence to the end.
Of the beginning.
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.