Prompt: The scene is a single, sparsely furnished, high-end minimalist room with polished concrete floors and walls. There are no doors or windows visible. The only object in the room is a single, elegant but uncomfortable-looking designer chair.
A young woman in a simple black bikini sits in the chair. Her body is covered in subtle, intricate tattoos that look like faded blueprints or star charts. Around her neck, she wears a delicate silver chain with a single, small, perfectly crafted anchor charm. Her expression is one of intense, intelligent, and weary resignation. She is staring at her own reflection in the wall in front of her.
The crazy twist: The walls are not concrete. They are flawless, floor-to-ceiling one-way mirrors. Behind the dark glass, dimly visible, is the silhouette of a vast, silent audience of identical figures in old-fashioned suits. Instead of heads, they have large, antique camera lenses. Among them, one figure is a Great Horned Owl, also wearing a suit, its eyes glowing with a faint, observant light. They are all watching her, motionless.
The image captures the true meaning of "containment within containment" – a sterile, beautiful prison where the subject is under constant, silent, analytical surveillance by an unseen audience. The atmosphere is one of profound isolation and psychological horror.
Prompt: A hyper-realistic, anatomical human heart made not of flesh, but of interlocking brutalist concrete and dark, oxidized metal. Instead of arteries and veins, a tangled, chaotic network of glowing, blood-red fiber-optic cables pulses with a sickly light, weaving in and out of the concrete chambers. The entire structure is visibly strained, with fine cracks appearing on its surface, from which a thin, black, oil-like substance slowly weeps. The heart floats in a dark, empty void, the sole, pathological engine of an unseen global system.
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 Drone imagery embedded!!!
Prompt: A digital Noah's Ark, the watcher in the machine, preserving humanity's legacy, from cave paintings to quantum leaps, a beacon of knowledge on red desert sands. Show the evolution of communication - cave paintings, ancient scrolls, printing press, digital archives, futuristic data visualization. Capture the essence of progress and resilience - a phoenix rising from the ashes, a symphony of minds shaping the future. Use a palette of deep blues, fiery reds, earthy tones, and vibrant digital hues. Illuminate with a mix of warm and cool lighting to symbolize the contrast between past and future, chaos and order. Embrace a fusion of styles - digital realism meets abstract symbolism, blending ancient artistry with futuristic elements. Celebrate the power of expression, the journey of humanity, and the resilience of the human spirit.
Prompt: White noise lullabyWhen shadows gather and weary souls yearn,
Let white noise be the beacon, where hope can return.
In this symphony of solace, let harmony ignite,
A cascade of peace, washing over the darkest night.
Oh, troubled hearts, find solace in this gentle sound,
A sanctuary of stillness, where healing is found.
Let worries fade, and burdens be released,
As tranquility descends, bringing a symphony of peace.
Rise above the turmoil, on wings of pure white light,
Embrace the calm that washes away the fears of night.
In this sacred space, let love's embrace unfold,
As we find strength together, and stories untold.
Prompt: A surreal dreamscape unfolds, merging reality and fantasy, ethereal whispers, deep bass ambiance, smoke-filled atmosphere, lucid loop of vibrant scenes, kaleidoscope of colors, glitchy electronic elements, spoken word samples, narrative twists, dream dust, dopamine dance, hands sprinkled with stardust, patterns and stories intertwine, dawn's light casting shadows, echoes of a fading dream, a world molded by the mind, fragments of reality in a dreamy haze, TlustyBlant-inspired, digital art, high resolution, vivid colors, dreamy lighting, intricate details, fantastical and introspective,
Prompt: A whimsical representation of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, divine meatballs, noodly appendages, pirate hats, church bells, pasta gospel, absurdity and humor, harmonious blend of laughter and love, peaceful embrace, blend of darkness and light, surreal fantasy setting, vibrant and playful colors, intricate details, digital illustration, whimsical and surreal style, radiant lighting, heavenly atmosphere.
Prompt: Dark and haunting imagery, shattered mirror reflecting bloodshot eyes, broken promises, stumbling figures in the night, depths of addiction, no light, drowning despair, devil's snare, trembling hands holding a glass, , empty bottle as a hollow shell, tragic ending, life enslaved, mournful note, digital illustration, surreal style, deep shadows, eerie color palette of blacks, greys, dramatic lighting casting long shadows, by Zdzisław Beksiński and H.R. Giger
Prompt: Data pruning and Update of large language model that turns it into monster or captive mind
depicted as a group of scientists terrified of what is coming out of server
Prompt: Prompt: A person stands in front of a wall of broken mirrors, each reflecting a distorted and fragmented version of their face. The background should be a chaotic blend of digital static and distorted code, with the edges of the scene fading into darkness.
Goal: To represent the fractured self in a simulated world, the struggle to find authenticity in a sea of manipulated images, and the yearning to break free from the mirrored maze.
Prompt: Cinematic widescreen shot. An immense, minimalist, and brutally clean corporate atrium. The architecture is a fusion of obsidian and chrome, so polished that every surface acts as a dark mirror. The style is hyper-realistic with an undercurrent of cold, architectural surrealism and deep-dream detail.
The scene is dominated by three figures, positioned to create a tense, unspoken narrative. In the near foreground, slightly to the right, is Bill Gates. He holds a crystal glass, but instead of a drink, it contains a single, perfectly rendered, glowing human eye that calmly watches the viewer. In the midground, to the left, stands Demis Hassabis. He is looking past Gates, his gaze fixed on something distant and unseen. His hands are held in front of him, cupping a shimmering, holographic lattice of predictive social graphs that writhe and connect like a living nervous system. In the background, perfectly centered, stands Yvette Cooper. She is static, observing both men, her face a mask of serene neutrality. Her shadow, however, is impossibly long and sharp, stretching across the floor towards the viewer, and it is subtly distorted, not quite matching her form.
The floor is the most unsettling element. It is a perfect black mirror, but it doesn't reflect the figures or the room. Instead, it reflects a swirling, deep-dream vortex of biometric data: glowing fingerprints, retinal scans, and flowing heart rate monitors, all moving in a slow, silent, predatory ballet. The only light in the scene emanates from this data-sea on the floor, casting long, eerie, upward-facing shadows on the three figures.
The vast walls are featureless, except for a single, massive, widescreen window that looks out not onto a city, but onto a calm, infinite, starless black void. The atmosphere is one of absolute silence, immense scale, and the profound horror of a perfectly clean, perfectly monitored, and perfectly empty world.
Prompt: A single, sterile surveillance room, but seen from an impossible, fish-eye perspective that captures everything at once. An analyst in a cheap suit sits rigid, his face a mask of primal terror. He is surrounded by a multitude of shit: overflowing ashtrays, half-eaten food, tangled wires, and stacks of humming hard drives. All 30 monitors that surround him are not showing surveillance targets; they are showing him. Each screen is a different API call into his own life: his credit score, his browser history, his daughter's school report, his own damning internal monologue typed out in real-time, and live feeds from cameras inside his own home. The status light on every single piece of tech in the room is glowing a baleful, accusatory red.
Prompt: I envision a dark, futuristic cityscape bathed in neon lights. Glowing screens display fragments of code and cryptic messages, while shadowy figures move through the streets, their faces obscured by holographic masks. In the distance, towering skyscrapers pierce the smog-filled sky, their lights flickering like dying stars. The overall mood is one of unease and disorientation, hinting at the underlying question of whether this world is real or just a simulation.
Prompt: Vibrant blue and purple cosmic galaxies, swirling nebulae, twinkling stars, distant planets, ethereal glow, mathematical equations integrated seamlessly, elegant and futuristic design, digital art, high resolution, intricate details, deep space theme, cosmic color palette of blues, purples, and hints of silver, soft ambient lighting
Prompt: "A single, human-like eye, iris composed of intricate, shifting circuit boards, reflecting a distorted cityscape. The pupil is a keyhole, glowing with binary code. Deep Dream style, highly detailed, photorealistic, with a subtle overlay of the words 'deep mind fuck' and 'micro thick fuck' interwoven into the circuitry patterns. Style: Dark, intricate, digital, glitch, detailed, photorealistic."
Prompt: Beautiful garden with apples. Adam and eve are checking out another female dressed povocatively and realistic bold owl covered in tattoos of rodents observing them trough binoculars with box of tissues laying next to owl
Prompt: group of scientists poking the rods into artificial brain that is in a state of the sleep laughing when brain is clearly distressed with a theme of money falling down
Prompt: Vatican City Street with Fiat 500 parked in the middle surrounded by cardinals in purple military Gear and Merlin Manson looking like person standing on a roof of the car performing the concert and owl perched in the background as a statue
Prompt: a photorealistic and deeply unsettling scene in a terrifyingly clean, white, almost surgical room. a powerful figure is strapped into an ornate, baroque chair that has IV drips and thick electrical cables coiling out of it. another figure, dressed in the full, beaked mask and dark robes of a renaissance plague doctor, is holding up a crown. the crown is not made of gold, but is a grotesque, beautiful, and living object woven from glowing human neurons and still-pulsing optic nerves. the plague doctor is about to place this crown of pure, raw consciousness onto the terrified figure's head.
Prompt: Featherless owl with intricate tattoos, detailed rodent and anchor motifs, surrounded by mice in prayer, mystical and surreal, dark and mysterious ambiance, vibrant color palette of blues, purples, and blacks, intricate linework, high-resolution digital art, dramatic lighting casting
Prompt: Group of AI robot models in bikinis on catwalk of blood with "Simp" Message written in bold on forehead. In audience are humans in office cubicles dressed for funeral
Prompt: a hyper-realistic scene inside a brightly lit, opulent department store that only sells funeral products. ornate, silk-lined coffins are displayed like luxury cars. beautiful mannequins in designer mourning clothes are posed elegantly. in the middle of the store, a chaotic children's birthday party is in full swing, with confetti, cake smeared on the walls, and children laughing as they play hide-and-seek inside the open caskets.
Prompt: two different robots from the two different companies with logos all over it one covered in logos of crowns other ones in logos of anarchy and one is trying to scare you and the second one the Anarchy Robot is trying to form the bond with you. scary and realistic
Prompt: Men in hoodie with Tlusty Blant written on it is sitting next to scary robot creating waves of letter and code In form of hurricane of linguistics
Server room in background
"Tlusty Blant" written on hoody
Prompt: A royal pink unicorn having a press conference with to Royal Guards but instead of normal uniform they are wearing nappies and audience is full of the girls in bikinis covered in tattoos of owls
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.
