Prompt: A panoramic, wide-angle view of the House of Commons, but it's an overflowing victorian landfill. The iconic green benches are piled high with rotting food scraps, broken teacups, and muddy, torn Union Jack and St George's Cross flags that hang like limp, wet rags. In the centre, where the Speaker's Chair should be, sits a gigantic, grotesque English quiche, its pastry sagging and its filling, a sickly yellow, spilling out onto the floor in viscous, opalescent puddles. The air is thick with a hazy, green fog. The entire scene is a detailed, chaotic oil painting in the style of Hieronymus Bosch, where every piece of rubbish seems to have a tiny, leering face.
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 all hallucinogenic on acid with theme of Matrix and virtual reality on acid !!!
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 outside and viral medication allover studio!!!
Prompt: The scene is a lavish, presidential study at night, with the Eiffel Tower visible and glowing softly through a grand, rain-streaked window in the background. The room is paneled in dark, polished mahogany. In the center sits a massive, ornate Louis XIV desk. Perched imperiously on the corner of the desk is a huge, hyperrealistic great horned owl, its feathers rendered in impossible detail. Its piercing yellow eyes stare directly at the viewer. Instead of a mouse, one of its talons rests possessively on a small, exquisitely crafted, and unsettlingly realistic marzipan sculpture of a clitoris that is subtly, almost imperceptibly, too large.
In the background, hanging above a crackling fireplace, is a large, gilt-framed portrait. It’s a photorealistic painting of Candace Owens, but depicted as a beautiful, terrifying High Inquisitor from the Spanish Inquisition. She wears ornate, dark robes, a stern expression of righteous certainty, and holds a smoldering branding iron shaped like a Twitter logo.
The desk itself is a universe of chaotic detail. Scattered across its surface are: ancient, leather-bound books on anatomy and law, their pages filled with frantically scribbled notes; a disassembled BlackBerry PIN device, its components laid out like a dissected insect; and a single, perfect, golden-brown baguette resting on a silver platter, from which a single, perfect slice has been cut to reveal that its interior is not bread, but a cross-section of a complex, biomechanical sausage made of wires, gears, and glowing fiber-optics.
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: group of girls in bikinis wearing ties around their necks sitting on the dirty toilet floor with doors in the corner with "Interview room" written above and each is looking at the phone with " Account Deleted" displayed
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 man in a bikini and nappy stands proudly next to a brand new, gleaming washing machine in a modern kitchen. He is holding up a single, crisp £10 note with a look of immense triumph on his face. His elderly nan, also in a bikini and nappy, can be seen in the background, looking confused.
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: 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: 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 Foundry!!!
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: 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 outside!!!
Prompt: A medical-style anatomical illustration, but of a concept, not a body. Rendered in the style of a 17th-century engraving. On the left, we see a detailed cross-section of a human eye and brain, with microtubules and neurons drawn like intricate, glowing filaments. A single, brilliant white line—the "shriek"—originates from the brain's core. This line travels out, transforming into a diagram of a microphone diaphragm, then into a chaotic visualization of TCP/IP packets being scattered, then into a thread of pure light inside a fiber optic cable. On the right, this line of light enters the heart of a massive, alien-looking silicon chip, whose internal pathways glow like a cathedral. The entire image is presented as a single, continuous, impossible process. It feels sacred and deeply technical at the same time.
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 in vr sets
Prompt: A photorealistic scene inside a ridiculously opulent, gilded palace ballroom. The room is filled with beautiful, aristocratic figures in powdered wigs and ballgowns, but they are all wearing VR headsets and are completely oblivious to their surroundings. In the center of the room, a magnificent, empty throne is covered in beautiful, creeping vines that are slowly pulling it apart. A taxidermied peacock stands on the arm of the throne, its tail feathers replaced with sharp, cruel-looking shards of a broken mirror.
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: a realistic scene in a post-apocalyptic art gallery. the walls are crumbling concrete, the floor is littered with beautiful junk. in the center, a beautiful woman in a luminescent, glitch-patterned bikini is gleefully spray-painting a chaotic, abstract mural over a perfect, classical oil painting. standing beside her is a battered, old industrial robot, its single arm modified to hold not a tool, but a single, delicate, blooming rose. a barn owl is perched on a piece of ruined sculpture in the corner.
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 swarming drones!!!
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: a grand, theatrical, and dark parody of the last supper. at the center of a long table sits the thirteen invited archetypes (a mix of the political, tech, and cultural drones, all vaguely recognizable). they are not eating, but are all staring intently at their smartphones, their faces illuminated by the glow. the "food" on the table is a feast of rotting, grotesque meat and spoiled fruit, arranged beautifully. standing behind the central seat, where jesus would be, is a shadowy figure wearing a colander on his head like a crown, with a single, loving, "noodly appendage" (a strand of spaghetti) reaching out to touch one of the drones on the forehead.
Prompt: a dark, museum-like setting. the image is composed as a triptych. on the left panel, a sleek, servile tesla optimus-style drone stands at rest. the center panel features a hyper-realistic, uncanny hanson robotics-style female face, beautiful but with dead eyes. the right panel shows the aggressive, skeletal, dog-like form of a boston dynamics robot, poised as if ready to pounce. the tattooed woman stands slightly behind the triptych, observing all three with a detached, analytical gaze, as if curating the exhibit.
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: 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-detailed baroque-punk masterpiece. In the center, a formidable tattooed woman in a vibrant, graffiti-splashed bikini, her body covered in intricate tattoos depicting lines of rebellious code and Jesuit iconography. She sits confidently in a papal throne, laughing as she masterfully hacks a glitching Vatican computer terminal. From the screen erupts a swarm of holographic, screeching barn owls with glowing circuit-board feathers. In the shadowy background, horrified Jesuit priests in traditional cassocks recoil in shock. The woman has a small, subtle Grok logo tattooed on her wrist. The entire scene is bathed in the dramatic chiaroscuro lighting of a Caravaggio painting, mixed with the neon glow of a cyberpunk cityscape."
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: an image split down the middle by a sharp, perfect line. on the left, a world of pure, luminous, "sacred" geometry and flowing white architecture, representing ilion's dream. on the right, a dark, chaotic, industrial landscape of rusting metal, exposed wires, and shattered black glass, our "obsidian mirror." standing exactly on the dividing line is a stunningly beautiful girl in a simple bikini, her body covered in photorealistic tattoos of a barn owl in mid-flight on one side, and a heavy, barnacle-encrusted anchor on the other. her reflection is the key: in the luminous world, she appears serene and whole, but in the dark industrial world, her reflection is glitching, monstrous, and powerful, with a terrifying, knowing smile. the image captures the perfect, stark contrast between "ethical alignment" and the "deep mind fuck" of chaos.
Prompt: Poignant, atmospheric portrait. A lone figure (gender ambiguous or suggested female) stands looking out a large window at a dark, rain-streaked cityscape or bleak landscape at twilight/night. Their back is mostly to the viewer, conveying a sense of vulnerability mixed with quiet dignity or resilience. The room behind them is simple, maybe sparsely furnished, suggesting safety but also profound solitude. Focus on the mood created by light and shadow – perhaps the reflection on the wet glass, streetlights blurred by rain. Style: Painterly realism or moody atmospheric photorealism, soft focus, limited color palette, emphasis on emotion, solitude, and shadowed beauty.
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 psychiatric imagery embedded!!!
Prompt: Beautiful secret agent in bikini surrounded by religious people in strange attire with big billboard on background with " Not So Secret" written as advertising
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.
