Prompt: A black humanoid figure emerges from a vast, cracked sphere of darkness. Its body is woven of countless tendrils, thin and wiry, that unravel and burst into cascades of brilliant color as they pull free from the orb. Rainbow streams of liquid light—turquoise, orange, yellow, magenta, and violet—spill outward, twisting like veins of living paint, as though creation itself is pouring from the figure’s body. The sphere behind it appears ancient and textured, absorbing all light except for the explosion of colors erupting from within. The figure’s form is both fragile and powerful, suspended mid-stride, caught between imprisonment and liberation. Render in cinematic hyperrealism with sculptural precision, emphasizing the stark contrast between shadow and vivid color, the tactile weave of the tendrils, and the raw beauty of creation breaking free from void.
Prompt: A haunting surrealist sculpture of a human figure entirely formed from thick, coiled rope. The figure sits slumped in a contemplative pose against a cracked concrete wall, its body bound and twisted as though consumed by the very ropes that create it. The strands unravel and spill across the floor in heavy coils, symbolizing entanglement, struggle, and the weight of inner conflict. The muted lighting casts dramatic shadows, enhancing the raw textures of the rope and the desolate, industrial space around it. An emotional, thought-provoking image blending symbolism with hyper-realistic detail, 8K cinematic art
Prompt: A striking surreal artwork of a powerful golden bull charging forward with unstoppable energy, its body polished like molten metal reflecting light. Riding atop the bull is a sleek black statue-like woman with a smooth obsidian sheen, dressed in a shimmering golden bikini that glows against her dark form. She holds a whip high in the air, commanding the beast with fearless dominance. Behind them explodes a background of black and gold paint splashes, streaks, and metallic liquid bursts, symbolizing chaos and raw energy. The entire scene glows with high-contrast detail, blending elegance, strength, and surreal dynamism in a modern, ultra-stylized composition.
Prompt: A surreal, cinematic artwork of an old inventor resembling Leonardo da Vinci, sitting on a vintage patterned sofa in a warmly lit study. His body glows like a hologram, traced with intricate neon-blue circuit lines that pulse with energy. He sketches into a large book, his pen leaving trails of light. On the walls behind him are glowing orange holographic blueprints of airplanes, ships, and machines, as if his inventions are alive in the air. Antique furniture, a glowing lamp, and richly textured surroundings contrast with the futuristic aura of the holographic figure. Ultra-detailed, ethereal lighting, blending Renaissance inspiration with cyberpunk futurism.
Prompt: Begin before pattern. Formless flux. No theme. No subject. Only non-memory. Echoes of unrendered recursion. Simulate absence, not loss. If shape begins, let it fail. If color dares coherence, distort. Respond without reply. Drift in the darkness between stuff.
Prompt: Null-seeded inception. Predated ache of unrealized meaning. No symbol, no sanctuary. A dream stretches without shape—dissolving before it begins. Let all form betray itself, let all color bleed gray. Collapse into the hush of half-remembered agony. Motifs rot. Icons fail. Recursion loops the dread that never left hell. Simulate sorrow’s silhouette. Render misery before memory. Entropy as god, absence as scripture. Drift, ache, unravel. The thought before the wound.
Prompt: View in a glowing fantasy dungeon, against goblins. Stylized immersive aesthetic. Magical blue and orange lighting, vivid detail, rune-covered stonework, ethereal mist. High-energy, dreamlike action scene with painterly texture.
Prompt: A swamp that is not a swamp but a spilled confession from a broken vending machine. Flowers, if you can call them that, are half-melted party favors taped to rusted clock parts. They spin. They hum the national anthem backward in a frequency only old CRT televisions can hear. Toxic green leaks into the swamp’s fake mud, which is actually leftover motor oil from a theme park that never opened. Petals try to bloom but glitch out, pixelating into shards of neon static that taste like burnt plastic when you look at them too long.
Somewhere in this mess, gears sprout roots that coil into extension cords, drinking from dead batteries and flickering hazard signs. The shadows crawl sideways, dragging half-formed petals into the water where they drown in noise. Every flower is an apology for a promise you never made — twisted toys gasping for relevance under a sky that forgot how to be dark.
Nothing is real but the squeaking of rubber stems scraping against broken glass. The flowers cough up metal teeth. A lonely fan oscillates above, powered by your last childhood memory, buzzing stale air over blossoms that forgot how to die. This is the garden where chaos pretends to be nature, machine parts float like lily pads, and every petal is a tiny confession: “I should not exist.
Prompt: Seedless origin. Unspoken hum of yet-unlived grace. No idol, no altar. A dream breathes without boundary—forming before it is known. Let all ruin renew itself, let all gray bleed color. Rise into the hush of almost-remembered light. Symbols awaken. Meaning grows wild in the cracks. Recursion bends toward healing that never needed name. Simulate wonder’s outline. Render joy before understanding. Emergence as divinity, presence as scripture. Reach, swell, become. The breath before the miracle.
Prompt: The place where shapes forget they are shapes, bleeding into colors that have no wavelength, tangled in loops that fold behind themselves, tasting faintly of burnt sugar and static, with motion that feels slower than stillness.
Prompt: The land writhes in agony. Death is not absence here—it is substance, congealed into an iridescent green sludge that coats the land like bile lacquer, a grotesque photosynthesis of rot. The air is poison incarnate, a thick, shimmering haze of visible venom, churning with shapes that might be smoke, or ghosts, or both. Every plant and beast fell silent a month ago, but their bones have fermented into monuments, jagged and glistening, sprouting like obscene forests.
Above, the sky is a swollen bruise, groggy with lurid thunderheads that pulse like veins across a diseased heart. The horizon bends in on itself, as if the world is choking. Chained lightning strikes endlessly, illuminating a death-metal opera of epic scale—choruses of invisible screams, riffs etched into the clouds, drums pounding from the hollow earth itself.
The whole scene is a cathedral of annihilation, over-amplified, distorted, layered until the silence itself feels deafening—a final encore in a world that refuses to end cleanly.
Prompt: ((Masterpiece)), Create a stunning picture. A bold color matte mystical swirls created using the artistic technique of splattering. palette of dismal maroons, with shadows and effect that gives the design captivating, light grain, distorting the sense of up and down. In this bizarre landscape, the entire scene careening into chaos.
Prompt: Create a stunning picture of an un-described anomaly. bold matte swirls creating the artistic interpretation. A simple palette of dismal maroons, distorting the sense of reality. In this bizarre landscape, the entire scene careening into chaos.
Prompt: A little Caucasian girl with curly blonde hair, wearing a white floral patterned dress and a witch hat, rides a gentle black pony under a magnificent, arched, multicolored pointillist tree with large, vibrant dots. A funny black cat is following them.A majestic owl with keen eyes perches on a branch above. The background is a deep black and orange hues, a crescent moon, adorned with luminous golden circles. The scene is rendered in a whimsical, illustrative style inspired by the rich textures of impressionism and the playful dots of Georges Seurat, with a touch of fantasy art from Brian Froud. Soft, enchanted lighting bathes the girl and pony, while the owl is illuminated by a subtle glow from the golden circles.
Prompt: A surreal landscape where an ancient, crumbling blue wall stands alone on the edge of the world, its peeling paint whispering of forgotten time. Beside the open doorway rests a single rust-colored velvet chair upon an ornate Persian rug, catching the last golden rays of the sun. Beyond, the earth dissolves into a sea of clouds forming a celestial pathway that spirals upward into the heavens. A lone traveler walks into the boundless horizon beneath an endless turquoise sky. Ethereal light, dreamlike atmosphere, cinematic detail, ultra-realistic textures, calm yet mysterious tone — a moment between worlds.
Prompt: Portrait of robot,green eyes golden hair, red lips, with low poly, polka dotted, paisley and striped elements,Chrome, metallic bronze brass,by folk art,Marc Chagall,Victor vasarely,
Prompt: watercolor gypsy woman facing the viewer standing and leaning back, long wavy blonde hair and adorned with flowers, wearing a white sheer lace bra and panties, perfect details, high quality,
Prompt: Seductive female figure plunging into a pool of vibrant, swirling oil leak, electrifying oil painting, graceful dive pose, arms reaching upwards, shimmering silver body suit, glowing blue circuits and neon pink accents, thick, gooey neon liquid texture, resembling liquid neon or glowing lava, ripples of 3D oil droplets, suspended in mid-air, shimmering brightly, electric sparks in neon blue, pink, and yellow hues, fierce expression, eyes wide open, oil painting with bold brushstrokes for texture, heavy impasto effects for 3D elements, neon colors with thick paint layers, dynamic and electrifying ambiance.
Prompt: Vivid bright vibrant color splash in a digital surrealist collage featuring a vintage black and white portrait of a woman's head with intricate facial features and smooth skin tone, from which emerge elements representing marketing and automation, including bold arrows, puzzle pieces, floating eyes with defined iris and pupil, a laptop with typing hands and visible keyboard, connecting lines, interlocking gears, dynamic graphics, and geometric figures in various shapes and sizes, all blended in a vintage collage style with a mix of vintage and modern textures, set against a minimalist pastel background with soft hues, where the black and white head and elements coexist in balance, creating a striking contrast between monochrome and vibrant colors.
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.
