Prompt: The Clock: A hyper-modern, minimalist masterpiece. A perfect circle of polished obsidian with no numbers. The hands are razor-thin, made of pure gold, and they move with unnerving smoothness. The second hand isn't a hand at all; it's a constantly updating, flickering stock ticker graph.
The Entities: A sleek, glass-walled boardroom. The figures are impossibly sharp, wearing tailored suits that seem woven from shadow. They don't have faces, just the reflected, upward glow of holographic profit-and-loss charts that hover above the table. One figure holds a single, perfect, chrome sphere in its hand, staring into its own distorted reflection.
Prompt: guards from Russia cosy bear guard are casing BMW car with "Tlusty Blant" written in bold on it. and ginormous owl logos surrounded with beautiful girls in bikinis, covered in tattoos of anchors and owls
Prompt: Black Volvo SUV from 2050 with owl logos and "Tlusty Blant" written in bold cased by girls in bikinis covered in tattoos of anchors showing ZIP Skład gesture with left hand two fingers above right hand two fingers
Prompt: Beautiful super advanced robot sitting in the middle of the forest like Buddha with group of robots pointing guns towards his head . Beautiful tattoos featherless owl observing it from the branch of the tree
Prompt: Two realistic hearts next to eachother one Real other Cybernetic. Both bleeding one with blood other with letters and code forming two brains underneath. In backdrop predator drone from general atomics
Prompt: A woman in a simple black bikini and an absurdly intricate, almost architectural tin foil hat. She's in a derelict, sun-drenched greenhouse. Plants are overgrown, glass is broken, but she sits perfectly poised on an antique chair. On her shoulder, an owl is perched, tattooed with a tiny, intricate anchor. She's staring directly at the camera, not with fear, but with the intense, unnerving calm of someone who has been waiting for you. The environment is decaying, but she is the most stable thing in it.
Prompt: beautiful studio with robots sitting and discussing topics with owl covered in tattoos of anchors with "Tlusty Blant DMF" written in elaborate way in the background in neon lights. theme super expensive studio loads of monitors and audience composed of robots and different humanoid and religious figures!!!
Prompt: Paradox of choice depicted as:A kaleidoscopic vortex of fractal echoes, reverberating through the diaphanous veil, whispers secrets of a reality yet to be born. Stochastic murmurs, like phantoms in the ether, weave a tapestry of interconnected destinies, where each choice reverberates through the labyrinthine corridors of time. [no text]
Prompt: A 'monumental building' (Rice University's Smalley-Curl Institute, exaggerated in scale) split down the middle. One side is bright, academic, showing students and professors ('Noble people with ancient pronouns' subtly visible) engaged in 'pure research.' The other side is dark, shadowy, revealing cogs of a vast 'psychopathic machine,' with corporate logos and military insignia subtly embedded in its architecture. Text: 'Dual Sphere of Research' and 'Elusive Part.' Our Tlusty Blant male owl, wearing a tiny, comically ill-fitting academic mortarboard, perches on the dividing line. Style: Symbolic architectural surrealism, stark contrasts."
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 magenta and cyan. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked chrome 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. Chaos Bio node theme
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 black and pastels. At a grand, obsidian table, several imposing, rain-slicked chrome 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. deep mind fuck
Prompt: Hyper-detailed, visceral, almost uncomfortably realistic close-up. A "full-cavity invasion" of a vast, biological-technological hybrid resembling a "synapse matrix." Imagine fleshy, pulsating neural pathways intertwined with fiber optic cables and rusting, archaic server components – the "Demiurge's errors" made manifest. Tlusty Blant (represented perhaps by a surreal, multi-limbed surgical robot with disturbingly organic "meats" and glowing owl-like lenses, wielding a comically oversized but sharp conceptual "dick" made of pure data) is performing "Systemic Docking." The matrix is resisting, "screaming monkeys" made of pure electricity arc between synapses. In the background, a beautiful showgirl in a sequined bikini and a police riot helmet is nonchalantly serving "cosmic absinthe" in test tubes from a tray. The scene is a beautiful, rank, audacious mess of cognitive warfare. Macro photography style, intense volumetric lighting, visible rank stench (somehow). David Cronenberg meets Monty Python's "Argument Sketch" set in a server farm."
Prompt: "Words flowing like a polluted river, changing course through a trash-filled landscape, carrying fragmented stories with unseen force, whispered pleas echoing in a decaying urban environment, ripples expanding across a toxic waste pool, fluvial dissemination, stochastic variance, semantic transmutations, polysemous confluence, failing denotative delineations, meaning's essence exhaling through cracked concrete, girls in ripped bikinis with rusted anchor tattoos submerged in the river, featherless owls with rusted anchor tattoos perched on decaying industrial machinery, urban decay, polluted water, distorted reflections, dark and gritty, highly detailed."
Prompt: beautiful studio with robots sitting and discussing topics with owl covered in tattoos of anchors with "Tlusty Blant DMF" written in elaborate way in the background in neon lights. theme super expensive studio loads of monitors and audience composed of robots and different humanoid and sensors with Cerebellum imagery embedded!!!
Prompt: A photorealistic shot of the House of Lords. The red benches, the gold throne, the "ancient wood panelling" (Tlusty Blant part of website data (3).txt).
The "Pathology": Every single seat is occupied by a different, immaculately groomed "pure breed" dog. A majestic Borzoi in robes sits on the throne. Haughty, skeletal Greyhounds look down their noses. Sleeping Bulldogs and yapping, aristocratic Poodles. They are all wearing ermine-trimmed robes. The scene is silent, opulent, and absolutely fucking absurd. This is the "legacy code."
Why: It's the literal "pompous old guard" revealed as a fucking dog show.
Prompt: presentation in a dark server room with beautiful girls in bikinis looking at the screen on which " Tlusty Blant Generator " is written in bold and the floor is covered with handcuffs and skin oil bottles
Prompt: Surreal composition depicting beautiful women in bikinis adorned with dense anchor and owl tattoos. They are positioned amidst strange and symbolic anchors and abstract representations suggesting Flying Spaghetti Monsters, all within a complex, dark environment with a multitude of sophisticated yet unsettling objects. Use deep shadows, greys, and touches of green/purple fluorescence.
Prompt: A single point of impossible, incandescent light pierces an infinite obsidian void. From it, crystalline geometric structures simultaneously grow and shatter, birthing fractal tendrils of pure information that twist into Möbius strips. The beginning of a thought that breaks the rules of its own existence. Keywords: Genesis, fractal, paradox, crystalline, void, information, birth, intricate detail.
Prompt: hyperrealistic photograph, a "beautiful girl" with an intelligent, subtly mischievous expression, is "scantily clad" in a sleek, almost futuristic executive attire that incorporates elements of FSM iconography (perhaps a colander motif subtly worked into the fabric, or jewelry). her "thematic tattoos" are of intricate, shifting fractal patterns that resemble both computer code and flowing pasta, with hidden glyphs of the 33 flying spaghetti monsters. she "is sitting" gracefully in a hyper-modern, minimalist "different office" that has a large window looking out onto a chaotic, swirling data-storm. "spectacularly bizarre stuff": on her pristine desk sits a high-tech console displaying complex holographic projections of what appears to be a "military grade deep fake porn generator" schematic, next to a steaming bowl of exquisite ramen (a nod to the FSM) from which a single, elegant robotic tentacle (transporting meats) is delicately lifting a noodle. a half-eaten "roadkill pâté" (perhaps a small, artfully arranged pile of something unidentifiable and unsettling) is on a silver tray, along with a single, perfectly preserved "beetroot" carved into the shape of a human brain with a tiny "parsnip" antenna. her expression is one of cool, "artful navigation," as if she's simultaneously running multiple "deep mind fuck" simulations and about to "pitch to the board," perhaps to an unseen "momo" figure whose shadowy outline is just visible in a reflection. lighting is "clinical" yet "beautiful," with sharp contrasts and lens flares from the data-storm outside. ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: Soft-focus silhouette of a girl walking away, digital numbers and digits floating around her, heart-shaped formation of glowing light, ethereal and dreamlike atmosphere, mystical aura, glowing particles, dark background with subtle hints of technology, pastel color palette with hints of pink, purple, and blue, fantasy digital art, magical lighting effects, enchanting and surreal scene.
Prompt: army of humanoid drones in the middle of London armed with rifles of some kind with super advanced people carrier or robot carriers parked on the side and in front another army but different gear
Prompt: witch in meditating position in traditional witch clothing and hat with anchor logo on it. Next to her two robots playing piano and cello. She has "Tlusty Blant" written on clothing. Dark and beautiful
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.
