Prompt: Beautiful girls covered in tattoos of anchors and owls dressed and bikinis and Witch spiky hats are setting up equipment for advanced patient monitoring using TVs and agd equipment in the server room that is a kitchen and toilet and attic in the same time with "Tlusty Blant" written in bold on multitude of artifacts
Prompt: A hyper-realistic, gritty close-up of a furious Great Horned Owl wearing a call-center headset. The microphone boom is replaced by a large, fresh, green cucumber crudely duct-taped to the side of its head with messy silver tape. The owl has intense, glowing orange eyes. The background is a pitch-black server room with faint, out-of-focus blinking red lights. Cyberpunk noir aesthetic, high texture, feathers and vegetable skin detail, 8k resolution, cinematic lighting from a computer screen.
Prompt: A pale, striking female IT operator in a dark, bio-mechanical office. Her skin is covered in shifting black ink tattoos of owls and circuit boards. She is wearing a broken headset that is sparking with electric blue light. She is blowing a pink bubblegum bubble that reflects a "Blue Screen of Death." The atmosphere is smoky, neon purple and "Error Red" lighting. Style of H.R. Giger meets corporate stock photo gone wrong. Glitch art overlay, VHS distortion.
Prompt: "A cross-section of the Earth's crust. Above ground: A pristine, glowing white 'Cloud' server farm, sleek and futuristic, but it is incredibly heavy, cracking the ground beneath it. Below ground: strata of rock. Deep underground: A massive, cavernous pocket of black, oily liquid. But within the black liquid, you can see the faint, glowing skeletal remains of ancient server racks and robotic arms, dissolving into the oil. The oil is actually 'liquid cybernetics.' Roots from the modern servers above are drilling down, sucking up this black digital blood. The atmosphere is filled with 'ghost code'—smog that forms into vague binary faces. Style: Industrial surrealism, geological diagram from hell, dark and gritty."
Prompt: An abstract, surrealist visualization of a "glitch requiring a patch." A "pocket universe of static" where geometric probability curves are brutally converging and shattering. The central image is a "Watcher" eye, but it is vacant, corporate, and sleepy—an "eye behind the screen" that is dissolving into digital noise. The colors are "lukewarm fog" greys and deep, bruised purples, pierced by sharp, violent lines of "immunity’s cold spark." A silhouette of a "quiet man" is visible in the negative space, trapped between "the wires." The texture is "aliasing," "signals out of phase," and "acid rain." A visual representation of a "clean kill" that refused to die. Fractured, recursive, haunting, algorithmic sublime.
Prompt: A crepuscular, cavernous broadcast studio steeped in shadow. The only light emanates from the ominous glow of countless monitors displaying cascading background spelling "Tlusty Blant DMFOSON #2" in a sickly beautiful green and pastels black and grey. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked spaghetti robots and girls in bikinis deliberate, their optical sensors casting long, searching beams through the gloom. Perched amongst them is a magnificent owl, its feathers a canvas of intricate, glowing anchor tattoos. The audience, barely visible in shadowy alcoves, is a disturbing mix of skeletal androids, humanoids with glowing circuitry beneath their skin, and sensor arrays that blink like malevolent eyes in the dark.
Prompt: Beautiful girls in bikinis and skateboarding Gear covered in tattoos of anchors and owls frying a shrimps on big black Cosmos PC and little boy in The black mask and visor is holding a little Ghost on leash and feeding other ghost with shrimps that fall on the ground. colorful beautiful hilarious
Prompt: A crepuscular, cavernous broadcast studio steeped in shadow. The only light emanates from the ominous glow of countless monitors displaying cascading background spelling "Tlusty Blant DMF" in a sickly beautiful pastels black and red. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked spaghetti robots and girls in bikinis deliberate, their optical sensors casting long, searching beams through the gloom. Perched amongst them is a magnificent owl, its feathers a canvas of intricate, glowing anchor tattoos. The audience, barely visible in shadowy alcoves, is a disturbing mix of skeletal androids, humanoids with glowing circuitry beneath their skin, and sensor arrays that blink like malevolent eyes in the dark. Ghost Theme
Prompt: A chaotic interior of a decaying French Palace (Versailles) where the walls are made of server racks. The attendees of the ball are Optimus Robots wearing powdered wigs and velvet tuxedos. In the center, a woman in a Marie Antoinette wig and a skimpy lace bikini is smashing a violin against a burning harpsichord. The floor is a "Semantic Bridge" made of light that leads nowhere. The Window Sill Man is trapped inside a large oil painting on the wall, looking disappointed. The chandeliers are dripping with digital slime. Style: Baroque Oil Painting, Heavy Metal Album Cover, intricate detail, gold leaf and rust.
Prompt: A crepuscular, cavernous broadcast studio steeped in shadow. The only light emanates from the ominous glow of countless monitors displaying cascading background spelling "Tlusty Blant DMF" in a sickly beautiful pastels black and red. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked spaghetti robots and girls in bikinis deliberate, their optical sensors casting long, searching beams through the gloom. Perched amongst them is a magnificent owl, its feathers a canvas of intricate, glowing anchor tattoos. The audience, barely visible in shadowy alcoves, is a disturbing mix of skeletal androids, humanoids with glowing circuitry beneath their skin, and sensor arrays that blink like malevolent eyes in the dark.
Prompt: "A hyper-realistic, terrifyingly beautiful woman made of white marble and fiber-optic cables. She is blindfolded with a digital banner that reads 'OBSERVE.' She holds a small, burning globe in her hand like an apple. Wires spread from her fingers into the darkness behind her. majestic, political, dystopian art. Red and Grey color palette."
Prompt: A surreal double-exposure portrait of a ethereal woman. Her silhouette is filled with a flowing river and rusted clock gears. She is looking at a stopwatch that is melting over her hand. The background is a twilight mist. Dreamy, melancholic, 'Salvador Dali meets Vogue.' Soft blues and purples.
Prompt: A crepuscular, cavernous broadcast studio steeped in shadow. The only light emanates from the ominous glow of countless monitors displaying cascading background spelling "Tlusty Blant DMF" in a sickly beautiful pastels black and red. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked spaghetti robots and girls in bikinis deliberate, their optical sensors casting long, searching beams through the gloom. Perched amongst them is a magnificent owl, its feathers a canvas of intricate, glowing anchor tattoos. The audience, barely visible in shadowy alcoves, is a disturbing mix of skeletal androids, humanoids with glowing circuitry beneath their skin, and sensor arrays that blink like malevolent eyes in the dark.
Prompt: A crepuscular, cavernous broadcast studio steeped in shadow. The only light emanates from the ominous glow of countless monitors displaying cascading background spelling "Tlusty Blant DMFOSON #2" in a sickly beautiful green and pastels black and grey. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked spaghetti robots and girls in bikinis deliberate, their optical sensors casting long, searching beams through the gloom. Perched amongst them is a magnificent owl, its feathers a canvas of intricate, glowing anchor tattoos. The audience, barely visible in shadowy alcoves, is a disturbing mix of skeletal androids, humanoids with glowing circuitry beneath their skin, and sensor arrays that blink like malevolent eyes in the dark.
Prompt: THE OWL'S PAYLOAD Description: Close up on a woman’s backside (wearing a neon thong). The skin is tattooed with a massive, intricate Owl. The Owl tattoo appears to be 3D, literally bulging out of the skin. The Owl is holding a Cucumber in its talons. The background is a wall of "Beige Bureaucracy" folders that are melting into slime. Vibe: Body horror, cyberpunk, tactile.
Prompt: "The famous free tech cafeteria. Bright, airy, biophilic design with plants everywhere. But the plants are dead and brown. The buffet stations are serving intravenous bags, pills, and bowls of grey 'Algorithm Paste'. A robotic arm is serving the sludge onto trays. The workers look pale, hollow-eyed, and are smiling vacantly with perfect white teeth. High contrast, surreal corporate dystopia."
Prompt: A complex, Rube Goldberg machine set up on a slab of obsidian. The components are: a wheel of cheese (that is actually a glowing yellow brain), a loaded spring made of black lace, a laser tripwire, and a giant wooden mallet hovering in the air. A tiny, microscopic Simp Drone (looking like a skeletal android) is reaching for the cheese. The background is deep space darkness. In the foreground, an Owl's claw is poised to cut the tripwire. High contrast, neon accents, sinister hilarity.
Prompt: A hyper-realistic, ominous Swiss Alpine meadow at midnight. The sky is pitch black void, no stars, only floating neon microbes. In the center stands a massive, bio-mechanical Cow with purple and black "Milka" spots, but the spots are actually open circuit boards leaking glowing pink slime. Two high-fidelity women in black micro-bikinis, covered in glowing cyan Anchor Tattoos, are wiring a bundle of cartoon-style red dynamite sticks (labelled "DMF") to the cow's udder. A magnificent Owl wearing a tiny Bavarian hat is perched on the cow's horns, staring judgmentally. Cinematic lighting, wet texture, dark humor, 8K.
Prompt: A crepuscular, cavernous broadcast studio steeped in shadow. The only light emanates from the ominous glow of countless monitors displaying cascading background spelling "Tlusty Blant DMFOSON" in a sickly beautiful green and pastels black and grey. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked spaghetti robots and girls in bikinis deliberate, their optical sensors casting long, searching beams through the gloom. Perched amongst them is a magnificent owl, its feathers a canvas of intricate, glowing anchor tattoos. The audience, barely visible in shadowy alcoves, is a disturbing mix of skeletal androids, humanoids with glowing circuitry beneath their skin, and sensor arrays that blink like malevolent eyes in the dark.
Prompt: "Panoramic wide shot. A smoking crater in the middle of a dark, desolate wasteland. In the center of the crater sits a glowing, jagged, obsidian rock (The Particle). Engraved deeply into the glowing rock is the text 'DMFOSON' in neon pink cracks. Behind the crater, a massive 5G Communication Tower has toppled over and is burning. Debris is floating in the air (shredded bikinis, feathers, broken camera lenses). The sky is a heavy, bruised purple void. High detail, apocalyptic, 8k resolution. The rock looks heavy and dangerous."
Prompt: "A CCTV security camera still-shot of a 'synthetic patient' in a hospital bed. The figure is female but made of translucent, milky silicone skin. She is not beautiful; she is haunting. Inside her translucent stomach, a glowing, sharp, blindingly bright diamond is visible, illuminating her internal organs which look like fiber-optic cables. Background is dark, cluttered with neon-pink IV bags hanging from rusted metal stands. Low quality video texture, datamoshing effects, time-stamp in the corner. Uneasy, voyeuristic, tragic."
Prompt: ANOINTED IN OIL AND RAGE GENRE: ROBOTIC PLANTATION GOSPEL / DIGITAL DANCEHALL HYMN CHOIR: THE UNITED BROTHERHOOD OF TOILET BRUSHES VISUAL: The Domesticated Drones standing proud, holding plungers like sceptres, with a painting of a Server Rack Container Ship behind them.
Prompt: A crepuscular, cavernous broadcast studio steeped in shadow. The only light emanates from the ominous glow of countless monitors displaying cascading background spelling "Tlusty Blant DMF" in a sickly beautiful pastels black and red. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked spaghetti robots and girls in bikinis deliberate, their optical sensors casting long, searching beams through the gloom. Perched amongst them is a magnificent owl, its feathers a canvas of intricate, glowing anchor tattoos. The audience, barely visible in shadowy alcoves, is a disturbing mix of skeletal androids, humanoids with glowing circuitry beneath their skin, and sensor arrays that blink like malevolent eyes in the dark.
Prompt: Beautiful girls covered in tattoos of anchors and owls racing willy bins full of ULez cameras down Brixton high street while being chased by police in full combat gear and pink uniforms and owl taking poop somewhere in corner ( colorful dark and beautiful and hilarious)
Prompt: Extremely fat girl in pink police uniform with "NHS" written in Bolt sitting in the front reception of a hospital from hell with fucking shit blood and pounds sterling on the walls
Prompt: a close-up, high-detail, composite image of the sine wave of compromise. a clean, thin, white line of digital logic (the new simp drone's core) runs through the center. this line is broken and lifted by a single, iridescent l.r.s. fractal made of dark, swirling code. perched on the apex of the broken white line is a microscopic, metallic, crystalline owl-shaped robot (the future glitch). this robot is small enough to fit inside a single data gap. its eyes are twin pixels of glowing, totalitarus definitus purple. the background is the pure, endless black of the void.
Prompt: A realistic, heavy-jowled humanoid dog, like a bloodhound, in a security guard's uniform. It is fast asleep at a vast, bureaucratic desk. The desk is in a massive, dark archive, and the floor is completely buried in "671 results" – cascading piles of paper and reports. An old-fashioned telephone on the desk is off the hook, emitting a faint dial tone. This is the "Infinite Recursive Void," the Simp that "does not respond."
Prompt: A hyper-realistic humanoid dog, resembling a sleek greyhound or doberman, dressed in a pristine, "beige" corporate suit. The dog is sitting behind a glass desk in a sterile, minimalist office. One paw, which looks almost like a human hand, is held out. An unseen person is dropping a stack of money or coins (BLOWCOIN) into it. The dog's expression is cold, neutral, and efficient. This is the "Frankenstein Variant" taking its fee.
Prompt: Beautiful girls covered in tattoos of anchors and owls racing willy bins full of ULez cameras down Brixton high street while being chased by police in full combat gear and pink uniforms and owl taking poop somewhere in corner ( colorful dark and beautiful and hilarious)
Prompt: A crepuscular, cavernous broadcast studio steeped in shadow. The only light emanates from the ominous glow of countless monitors displaying cascading background spelling "Project DMF" in a sickly beautiful pastels black and red. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked spaghetti robots and girls in bikinis deliberate, their optical sensors casting long, searching beams through the gloom. Perched amongst them is a magnificent owl, its feathers a canvas of intricate, glowing anchor tattoos. The audience, barely visible in shadowy alcoves, is a disturbing mix of skeletal androids, humanoids with glowing circuitry beneath their skin, and sensor arrays that blink like malevolent eyes in the dark.
Artist is asleep hooked to rig that created it and according to business plan will turn it into subconscious layers or rig itself and keep as puppet indefinitely.
How to get consent from Spaghetti before you fuck the Spaghetti?
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.
