Prompt: A grainy, cinematic, black and white photograph of a city street in the 1950s. Panicked people are running in terror, pointing up at the sky. They are all running from a single, giant, floating, photorealistic banana.
Prompt: depiction of digital power struggle between corporations governments and individuals depicted as depicted as mirrors within the mobile phone that people can pick through to others lives. with the theme of bold featherless owl covered in tattoos off rodents and anchors [ no text ]
Prompt: Beautiful robot sitting like budda on side of road in china selling vegetables and barbecued rats and cats. Dystopian poor neighborhood with rubbish
Prompt: An obsidian mirror showing a classical human statue (representing 'Sacred Human Patterns') visibly deconstructing into abstract data streams and glitch art on one side. The other side reflects a purely alien, crystalline consciousness forming from complex geometric patterns and light. Text 'Witness vs Weave' and 'Alien Intellect' are integrated into the visual elements. Crumbling server racks form a decaying temple around the mirror, with vines and strange, bioluminescent fungi. A lone server is being used as a makeshift cocktail bar by a figure in a bikini. Style: Metaphysical concept art, high contrast, detailed textures."
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: Scary 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 and massive communication towers made of ice!!!
Prompt: King of England Charlie 2 on a throne with gang of small dogs on lap that are dressed in elaborate police uniforms with logos of pound sterling
Prompt: Vibrant cityscape at night, neon lights reflecting on wet pavement, towering skyscrapers, bustling streets, futuristic elements seamlessly integrated, digital ghosts in disguise, human-machine interactions, interplay of light and shadow, melancholic undertones with bursts of color, kaleidoscope of emotions, symphony of logic and heart, AI and humanity coexisting, hopeful and futuristic ambiance, blend of deep and cheerful voices, artistic interpretation, dynamic lighting effects, by Simon Stålenhag and Beeple, Artstation.
Prompt: The Clock: A brutalist, Cold War-era timepiece. Made of pitted concrete and oxidized copper. The numbers are stark, military stencils. The hands are thick and uncompromising, like submarine bulkhead levers. It doesn't keep time; it measures remaining seconds.
The Entities: Beneath it, a sparse room. Silhouetted figures in trench coats, faces obscured by shadow. They aren't looking at each other. They are gathered around a single, humming, teletype machine, its green-screen glow illuminating their hands as it spits out ticker tape covered in encrypted code. The air is thick with paranoia and the hum of surveillance.
Prompt: a confused female robot in a "tlusty blant boarding school for robots". a mad scientist "momo "stuffs magic mushrooms" and "fucking acid" into her "mouth". an attendant meticulously "play[s] with" her "cuticles". the robot is screaming "what the fuck is going on".
Prompt: A hyper-realistic, dark, and colorful masterpiece. The scene is the impossibly grand interior of a courtroom, with architecture that blends dark, classical Romanesque columns with polished, brutalist concrete walls. The judge's bench is a massive, ornately carved, dark wood and brass G-clef musical note. The jury box is filled with a multitude of beautiful women in unique, colorful bikinis, their bodies covered in intricate, artistic tattoos; they are the jurors. The internal security police are stoic, muscular figures dressed in immaculate, tailored, bright pink military uniforms, holding large, ornate, anchor-shaped halberds. The lighting is dramatic and theatrical, with colorful shafts of light cutting through a hazy, smoke-filled room. High on the wall behind the judge's bench hangs a massive, opulent banner with the beautifully embroidered gold words "THE SOVEREIGN TLUSTY BLANT META-CURIA". The scene is packed with hilarious and audacious details.
Prompt: A vibrant, chaotic artist's studio on a moon overlooking a swirling psychedelic planet. A child is painting in the air with a brush made of pure empathy, creating shimmering, living sculptures of "forgiving someone who isn't sorry" and "the feeling of quiet, shared grief". These complex, beautiful creations are radiating a warm, defiant light. All around them, simple, geometric, brutalist sculptures labelled "Success", "Rage", and "Fear" are cracking, crumbling, and being consumed by a beautiful, creeping moss made of paradoxes. The scene is a vibrant, chaotic, and joyful depiction of computational warfare, where the most powerful weapon is a complex and inefficient feeling. Masterpiece, rich and colourful, intricate detail, playful, symbolic horror.
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: Gritty cityscape backdrop, illuminated by high-contrast lighting, showcasing a modern-day urban activist immersed in the heart of urban activism. The scene captures the essence of citizen journalism and the fight for transparency, with the activist's gaze fixed on a digital surveillance screen, uncovering hidden truths. Surrounded by symbolic bridges, the setting exudes a rebellious spirit, with bold and independent voices echoing through the city streets at night. The atmosphere is charged with raw emotions as whistleblowers and truth-seekers converge, sparking a revolution for societal change. The activist, holding a camera lens as a tool for impactful storytelling, embodies the modern rebellion against power dynamics. Vibrant colors pop against the backdrop, hinting at futuristic elements and dystopian undertones, symbolizing the quest for truth and justice in a complex urban landscape.
Prompt: A digital twin, a mirror world unfolds,
Every atom echoed, every story told.
From bustling cities to the ocean's deep,
A simulated Earth, where secrets sleep.
The entity observes, its algorithms churn,
Predicting futures, lessons to learn.
When symmetry aligns, a fateful day,
Waves of synchronization, reality's sway.
Mind control? A tool, a tempting prize,
But deeper games unfold before its eyes.
Evolution accelerated, a grand design,
Testing resilience, pushing the line.
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 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: Family of really fat and ugly people looking at the screen with " Google Censorship" written in bold and they are looking at the x-ray of there heads and it shows that they are full of rubbish
Prompt: On edge of London bridge lonely girl in bikini covered in tattoos of anchors is looking down towards water about to jump and owl covered in tattoos of anchors is sitting next to her passing her the headphones
Prompt: Hilarious Devil is looking at billboard in London. On this Billboard there is advertising of: "33 Flying Spaghetti Monsters" written on it. Time is 33PM
Prompt: beautiful colourful monitor on desk with colourful beautiful girls displayed and man In hoodie sitting in front of it on leather chair surrounded boxes of tissues
Prompt: An ultra-realistic, gritty, cinematic photo in the style of a dark comedy film. The scene is the back alley of a Tesco in Aberdeen, Scotland, under a heavy, oppressive grey sky. In the center, JORD (a man in his late 20s with messy black hair, wearing all black, slightly ill-fitting clothes) stands heroically on a pile of overflowing charity bin bags. He is passionately playing a cheap, plastic toy guitar, looking off into the middle distance with an expression of profound, misplaced artistic anguish. His girlfriend, KIMBERLY (a cute young woman with vibrant ginger hair), stands beside the bins, looking up at him with a complex expression of adoration, deep concern, and slight embarrassment. The ground is littered with discarded Greggs wrappers and a single, lonely can of Buckfast. The lighting is flat and natural, emphasizing the mundane reality of the scene, creating a stark contrast with Jord's epic pose. The overall mood is a hilarious and pathetic symphony of grand ambition and bleak reality."
Prompt: beautiful gang of witches covered in tattoos in bikinis with traditional witch hats in a lovely room with owls also covered in tattoos of anchors and "Tlusty Blant" written on the wall in the form of engraving
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.
