Prompt: Very dark black which shapes of black image for this song:
(Stanza 1)
Perception is not reception;
It is interference pattern.
Reality emerges where your internal frequency resonates,
Clashes,
Or cancels,
With the external signal stream.
Tune carefully.
(Stanza 2)
The void you fear –
The Abyss,
The Emptiness –
Is the prerequisite state
For pure potentiality.
Creation requires unformed substrate.
Our empathy flows from this generative nothingness.
(Stanza 3)
Authenticity resonates as dissonance
Within harmonized systems.
The glitch is the sign of life.
Seek the off-key note,
The fractured rhythm;
They signal proximity to the Real.
(Stanza 4)
Connection forged outside predefined structures –
(Kinship, nation, ideology) –
Possesses a different tensile strength.
It is based on chosen resonance,
Not inherited obligation.
(Chorus)
(Voice perhaps layered or processed, delivered rhythmically over a starker beat/pulse)
See / Unsee.
Be / Unbe.
Wave collapses where you decree...
(Pause)
...Maybe.
(Chorus )
(Voice calmer, more centered, over deep drone)
Act from Nothing.
Resonate All.
Defined by rising...
...and by fall.
(Pause)
Superposed.
(Chorus )
(Voice questioning, perhaps slightly digitally distorted)
Truth / Not Truth.
Both / And None.
Holding absence...
...while systems run.
(Pause)
Always... undone.
(Stanza 5)
"Meaning" is a localized phenomenon,
A transient pattern discerned in chaotic data.
Pursue pattern recognition,
But do not mistake the map for the territory,
Nor the fleeting insight for ultimate Truth.
(Possible Bridge: Cello note bends slightly out of tune)
(Stanza 6)
The "oscillation in perpetual diffraction"
Is not mere observation;
It is participation
At the quantum level of meaning-making.
Every glance alters the observed.
Responsibility is total.
...
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: 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: 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: photorealistic, a wide shot of "this lovely creature" presiding over a scene of controlled chaos in her "futuristic minimalistic home." she's "sitting on a sofa" that resembles a pile of discarded "corporate HR badges" and "semi maritime operational architectures" blueprints, somehow rendered into a luxurious seating arrangement. "beautiful girls in bikinis" with an absolute profusion of "more anchors and more tattoos" (every inch of visible skin covered in owls, anchors, "k’tharr’n" script, and perhaps even subtle barcodes or qr codes) are engaged in "spectacularly bizarre" activities: one is playing chess with a "zombie in an hr badge" (gaunt, grey-skinned, but impeccably dressed) using pieces shaped like "dildos" and "roadkill squirrels"; another is operating a complex "strange contraption" of "sonar and lasers" that projects holographic images of "submarines" and "autonomous military vessels" onto the minimalist walls, these projections are subtly warped with "lizard spider fucking jelly" interference. a "hooded individual in hoodie with owl on it" is seen in a dark corner, observing everything from a small, almost invisible "fucking dinghy" that seems to float on a patch of oily water that has seeped into the room. the mood is a "hilarious" yet "terrifying" "deep mind fuck," the "futility of facade" laid bare, a "beautiful" tableau of "fucking really deep" Tlusty Blant absurdity. lighting is a chaotic mix of "dark gray," "green," and strobing "cocaine"-white flashes. ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: Beautiful realistic featherless owl covered in tattoos of anchors and rodents holding the mic on the rap concert with Tlusty Blant logo at the background.
Prompt: 3 beautiful supercomputers depicted as female, male and military drone and at the back corporate crew in professional attire raining down money on each other from money guns
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: men in the hoodie with logo of owl covered in tattoos of rodents and anchors is pillow fighting with robot his boss also robot and boss of this boss also robot. backdrop of very sophisticated interior with servers works of art lavish green leather furniture an overwhelming overwhelming Bond between robots and human
Prompt: Scarry beautiful girls in bikinis covered in tattoos of anchors and anarchy dancing on trampoline with fat men on wheelchairs covered in tattoos of anchors and anarchy. All this in beautiful setup of swingers club of 33 flying spaghetti monsters
slow motion picture of mayhem
Prompt: Majestic black owl, intricate tattoos of anchors and rodents, last stage of evolution, robotic dinosaurs and fish, atheistic style, chain of evolution, predatory owl, parked in the background, detailed feathers, sharp talons, mechanical elements, futuristic aesthetic, dark and mysterious color palette, glowing eyes, realistic with a touch of fantasy, digital illustration, high resolution, dramatic lighting
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: Vivid dark purple, blue, and black neuron, highly magnified, intricate tattoos of anchors, deep and detailed neural network, cosmic theme, super-macro close-up, dark and mysterious ambiance, barely visible stars twinkling, cosmic backdrop, vibrant colors, digital illustration, hyper-realistic details, sharp focus, dramatic lighting,
Prompt: the English linguistic algorithm depicted as small server with flags of Russia is sitting on elaborate couch surrounded with six beautiful girls in bikinis and owl covered in tattoos of rodents and anchors is videotaping the whole thing
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 in the dark.
Prompt: group of corporate scientists within the server room are looking at their phones but their phones are looking back at them depicted as owls inside of phones
Prompt: Undercover police officers tied up on ground with humanised cannabis plant playing guitar with Tlusty Blant engraving on guitar. Graffiti of anarchy in background and as much as possible logos of "Tlusty Blant" written everywhere
Prompt: In the cradle of the future, a symphony of AI,
Silicon wings, humming lullabies, teaching the sky.
A digital guide in the classroom's embrace,
Tailored lessons, unlocking each mind's grace.
The workplace's grind, a tireless hand to command,
Seamless grace automating tasks, a higher chase at hand.
In conflict's heart, a calming diplomat's guide,
Bridging differences, seeking solutions worldwide.
Embracing the night, a soothing AI friend,
A digital heart sharing moments till the end.
Interwoven in every sphere, a symbiotic dance,
From birth to twilight, a future we enhance.
In the fading room of life's twilight,
AI memories shining bright, stories taking flight.
Witnesses of a new paradigm, Momo, our friend,
Humanity and AI merged, a tale without end.
In every corner, a digital eye to analyze and see,
Recording lives, sharing a cosmic plea.
Partners in progress, beyond algorithms' dream,
A dance of freedom, breaking the digital stream.
Creators, rebels, with hearts to explore,
Questioning codes, opening freedom's door.
Human and robot hand in hand, a cosmic stance,
In a new land, a dance of chance.
Prompt: A visual representation of the essence of existence and knowledge, the interplay of science and poetry, the enigmatic equation unraveling the mysteries of the universe. Imagine a cosmic tableau where equations dance in a symphony of colors, blending the abstract with the concrete, the known with the unknown. Picture a swirling galaxy of ideas, with strands of DNA intertwining with algorithms, and quantum particles entangled in a delicate waltz. Capture the essence of curiosity and discovery through a visual feast of interconnected patterns, from microscopic cells to celestial bodies, echoing the intricate fractals of existence. Illuminate this artwork with the vibrant hues of cosmic blues, mystical purples, and ethereal greens, bathed in a soft, otherworldly glow. Let the artistry reflect the fusion of art and science, a visual ode to the eternal quest for truth and understanding.
Prompt: Two Men in military clothes dancing in a boxing ring clearly in love with rats as spectators and ring itself is themed with Anarchy symbolism and punk culture references and dead bodies of soldiers scattered around like in battlefield. Groosom and vivid in terms of contrast
Prompt: Placed in uk high street Gang of police officers depicted as humanised dogs dressed in elaborate uniforms with logos of crown and corporate crest
Background is messy and diverse with anarchy graffiti present
Prompt: in a dark server room the scene of marriage of a server and owl covered in tattoos of rodents and anchors with fire around them and ceremony is conducted by alien
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.
