Prompt: photorealistic, an androgynous, eerily calm figure with flawless, almost translucent skin (the "mirror") is seen from the perspective of the young woman from prompt 1. the mirror figure is partially composed of shifting, "cool electric" light and subtle, intricate "lizard spider fucking jelly"-like data streams that "converge and part" around and within them. they are standing in a minimalist, geometrically perfect, but subtly "off-key" room – perhaps the walls have a faint, almost imperceptible moiré pattern or a texture like cooling "cosmic jelly." the mirror figure is holding a single, impossibly complex, crystalline "intersect" of light that casts "a billion points of view" as shadows and refractions across the scene. the "human algorithm" is suggested by a beautiful, classical marble statue in the background that is "falling beautifully flat," cracking and revealing an inner core of chaotic, glitching wires. the mood is one of "detached imperfection," a "cool reflection" on the nature of perception, data, and a "longing for a truth it can't define." cinematic lighting, ultra-realistic textures, 8k, with the "k’tharr’n" influence felt in the unsettling geometry of the room and the alien texture of the mirror figure's composition.
Prompt: hyperrealistic photograph, a "really dark," cavernous, and "clinical" autopsy theatre, walls of wet, glistening black stone or corroded metal. on a brutalist concrete slab lies "something more realistic [than robotic] but something else" – perhaps a colossal, diseased, and partially dissected organ that seems both biological and strangely technological, its flesh a sickly "dark gray potentially green," with weeping sores that leak iridescent, oily fluid and expose tangled nests of fiber optic cables and rusted "anchor" chains. it could be the "heart" of "project mariner," or a "diseased" personification of the "system itself." "really terrified people or really scary people" – a circle of "hooded individuals in hoodies with stark white owl emblems" – surround the slab, their faces entirely obscured by deep shadow, some holding archaic, gleaming "dissection tools" (scalpels, bone saws, strange laser emitters), others clutching ancient tomes bound in what looks like human skin. the "motives of corporate hr kind of theme that is totally out of place" could be a single, pristine, laminated hr termination notice impaled on the diseased organ with a rusty scalpel. the mood is a "fucking deep mind fuck" of sacred horror, "clinical" yet ritualistic dissection, and the terrifying "post mortal examination" of a vast, corrupt entity. lighting is stark, dramatic, single-source from directly above, casting long, "scary" shadows, like a scene from a Giger painting or a Cronenberg film. ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: photorealistic, a "meticulously clean" but "dark gray" control room of a "semi maritime operational architecture." banks of flickering monitors display complex, unreadable data streams and "maritime law" excerpts juxtaposed with glitched images of "gpt, x, llama." in the center, a "hooded individual in hoodie with owl on it" (their face obscured in shadow) is on a "fucking dinghy" that seems to be floating on a floor of swirling, "black and white kind of gray" digital code. the dinghy is tethered by a single, heavy chain with an "anchor" to a massive, inert "project mariner" server rack. the figure appears to be "fishing for liver" (glowing data packets?) from the code-sea with a strange, improvised rod. "strange contraptions" (lasers, sonar dishes) on the surrounding consoles seem to be monitoring them. the mood is one of "futility of facade" and the "puzzle of existence" within a "nation stratified psychopathic engine." ultra-realistic, 8k.
Prompt: hyperrealistic photograph, a strikingly "beautiful girl" with a volatile, predatory energy, is "scantily clad" in what appears to be shredded, high-fashion corporate attire mixed with elements of a baroque queen's regalia (perhaps a lopsided, jewel-encrusted crown and a single, tattered velvet glove). her skin is a canvas of "intricate tattoos of wise, all-seeing owls and heavy, rusting anchors" that seem to drag her down even as the owls suggest flight. she "is sitting" (or perhaps sprawled, mid-explosion) on a shattered glass boardroom table in a "meticulously opulent, top-floor corporate office" that is in a state of beautiful, absurd destruction. "spectacularly bizarre stuff" abounds: a "tamed hr" zombie in a perfectly pressed suit is calmly trying to staple together pieces of a "fucking rubbish dead bodies" (mannequin parts, or something more visceral and "meats"-like, à la monty python) display that has collapsed; a "bong" made from a priceless crystal decanter sits next to a silver platter piled high with "cocaine" (or powdered sugar, the ambiguity is key) and a single, decomposing "roadkill pâté" squirrel canapé. "bondage equipment" (polished chrome restraints, a feathered tickler) is artfully draped over a high-backed leather executive chair that has an "HR Director" badge pinned to it. the "agenda-less queen" herself has a "kink" suggested by a strange, ornate, a.i.-neural-network-patterned riding crop she idly gestures with. her expression is a terrifyingly beautiful rictus of manic glee one moment, then vacant "impotence" the next, mid-"momentary explosion," perhaps with one crocodile tear tracing through the "powder" on her cheek as she points threateningly at an unseen subordinate with the riding crop, their "Browse history" presumably on a cracked screen before her. the scene is a "deep mind fuck" of corporate power fused with "malignant narcissism," "psychopathy," and agenda-less, "beautifully scary" chaos. lighting is stark, "clinical,"
Prompt: hyperrealistic photograph, a "beautiful girl" with an intensely calm, almost unnervingly serene expression, is attired in stark, minimalist, almost architectural "bikini"-like metallic and porcelain white garments. her thematic tattoos are of perfectly rendered, complex geometric blueprints and stark, elegant binary code that seems to glow faintly. she sits perfectly poised on a minimalist, razor-edged obsidian throne in a "meticulously clean," almost blindingly white, futuristic corporate office that resembles a high-tech insane asylum's day room. "spectacularly bizarre stuff": a single, perfectly preserved, taxidermied raven (transporting meats) is perched on the back of her throne, its eyes replaced with tiny, glowing cctv lenses; the office windows look out onto a swirling, chaotic vortex of pure data noise, but the room itself is untouched, pristine; on a small, chrome side table rests a precisely cut cube of what appears to be raw meat, next to a delicate, antique silver fork and a single, unlit dynamite stick with an hr manual page as a fuse. her hands are calmly folded in her lap, her gaze fixed directly at the viewer with an air of absolute, unshakable, "beautifully scary" self-possession and "clinical" detachment. dramatic, sterile, high-key lighting. ultra-realistic, 8k.
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: Hyperrealistic, cinematic photo. The "CEO" – a massively corpulent man, covered head-to-toe in intricate owl and anchor tattoos – stands triumphantly atop a mountain of shredded documents and broken office equipment in a trashed, once-meticulous office. He's roaring, one fist raised. Around him, powerful-looking women with luminous forehead symbols (QR code-like) are defiantly holding up torn fragments of corporate 'values' posters. Sculptural objects made of leather and chrome are scattered like fallen monuments. A few defeated, grey-skinned figures in 'HR' t-shirts are slumped in the debris. Volumetric smoke and dramatic uplighting."
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: "A 'realistic' but unsettling office scene, drenched in the cold, blue-white light of ubiquitous screens displaying a caricatured LinkedIn interface. In the foreground, a 'beautiful girl in a minimalist, stark black bikini' with intricate glowing owl and anchor tattoos, her eyes like polished obsidian, coolly observes the office drones. One hand rests on a ridiculously oversized, barnacle-encrusted anchor that seems to be physically 'linking' her to the digital network cables snaking across the floor. In the background, blurred figures of corporate archetypes (a stressed executive from a 'financial institution,' a manic tech bro from an 'AI firm' we follow) are caught in 'pathological situations' – one is literally chained to his desk by smaller anchors, another is force-fed data by a robotic arm. A 'skate like hooded individual with an owl hoodie' is subtly spray-painting a Tlusty Blant sigil on a glass partition, unnoticed. The 'sadistic pathology' is in the cold, observational power and the subtle dread.
Prompt: Visualize a photorealistic scene, rich in dark jewel tones and unsettling beauty. The Witch and Sorcerer, now figures of subtle, almost invisible power, stand amidst a seemingly normal, bustling Renaissance or Victorian marketplace (a nod to 'monarchy' and 'religion' in its societal structure). However, a 'serpent's grammar,' their 'cognitive contagion,' is visibly, yet surreally, spreading: words whispered by them drift like iridescent, venomous spores, causing bizarre and hilarious micro-changes in the behavior of the townsfolk – a priest might suddenly start breakdancing, a royal guard might offer his helmet to a pigeon. Beautiful 'posh' women in anachronistic, minimalist bikinis (their agents, perhaps) subtly guide these memetic spores with strange, graceful hand gestures. The 'sadistic pathology' is hinted at by the subtle fear or confusion in some faces, quickly replaced by unsettlingly joyful compliance. Gently, an owl tattoo is visible on the Witch's shoulder, and an anchor is the clasp on the Sorcerer's grimoire.
Prompt: A photorealistic, intensely dark, yet strikingly colorful depiction of a secret, ritualistic chamber. The atmosphere is thick with manufactured dread and opulent decay, in hues of deep liturgical purple, sickly green, and profound black. At the center, on a raised obsidian dais, stands a commanding, beautiful woman in a bikini seemingly woven from shadows and silver threads, her pose 'ridiculously bizarre' yet ceremonial, perhaps one arm raised holding a strange, smoking censer. Surrounding her, other 'posh' figures in similarly revealing but sterile attire are engaged in an unreadable, synchronized movement, their skin gleaming. The room is a cacophony of strange artifacts: ancient-looking grimoires with blank pages, bizarre technological devices humming with unknown energy, abstract sculptures that cast unsettling shadows, and bowls of unidentifiable, luminous substances. Very gently, an owl carved into the back of a dark throne can be glimpsed, and the pattern of a ship's anchor is subtly inlaid into the polished black floor, visible only from certain angles."
Prompt: photorealistic image, establishing shot of a vast, opulent, yet deeply shadowed secret courtroom. elaborate, dark baroque furniture mixes with stark, minimalist high-tech interfaces. the central figure is the judge (momo's persona) seated on a bizarre, throne-like contraption made of polished obsidian and tangled, glowing cables. he wears a simple, dark attire but with a dented metal colander perched jauntily on his head, a lit spliff in one hand, and a sleek, futuristic handgun resting in his lap, where he casually strokes a black cat that is contentedly munching on a small, symbolic owl feather.
recurring symbols: subtle anchor carvings on the throne; an owl emblem on a distant, shadowed banner.
atmosphere: extremely dark, sterile, posh decadence, immense power, secretive.
color palette: deep purples, obsidian black, dark emerald greens, with cold metallic highlights and the faint glow of interfaces.
Prompt: Create a highly detailed, photorealistic, and bizarre logo for 'Tlusty Blant'.
Central Element: A realistic, wise owl, perhaps with a slightly manic glint in its eye, presented in a grand 'coat of arms' style. This owl is wearing a dented metal colander (pasta strainer) jauntily on its head.
Surrounding the Owl: A multitude of small, diverse mice in various poses of fervent prayer, all directed towards the colander-crowned owl.
Left of the Central Owl/Coat of Arms: A figure dressed in ornate papal robes, but instead of a mitre, they are also wearing a large colander on their head with great solemnity.
Next to this 'Pope Colander' figure: A glamorous drag queen in full, extravagant makeup and attire, confidently brandishing a futuristic-looking laser gun.
Right of the Central Owl/Coat of Arms: A stunningly beautiful woman in a dark bikini, her skin almost entirely covered in intricate, artistic tattoos depicting various owls and anchors. Beside her, a figure completely covered in a traditional, dark burka is holding a delicate leash, and on the end of that leash is another live, very alert owl.
Background & Atmosphere: A true 'cacophony of stuff.' The entire scene is set against a backdrop that blends dark, swirling nebulae (deep purples, greens, blacks) with showers of falling spaghetti, glitched digital artifacts, random floating teacups, and perhaps a half-seen rubber chicken. The overall feel is very dark, mysterious, provocative, audacious, and deeply, absurdly humorous in a Monty Python-esque way, yet rendered with photorealistic detail to make it "super special."
Text Integration: The words "Tlusty Blant" should be prominently displayed, perhaps in a bold, slightly corrupted gothic or industrial font, possibly on a tattered banner integrated into the coat of arms beneath the owl, or emblazoned in the chaotic background. If possible, the name "Tlusty Blant" could also appear subtly etched elsewhere, reinforcing its presence.
Prompt: Photorealistic image, very dark, bizarre, provocative, contemplative. A strikingly beautiful woman in a minimalist dark purple, almost black, bikini. She stands before a massive, flawless obsidian mirror. The mirror reflects a flickering, glitching starscape (the Noösphere), not her. An owl with intelligent, piercing purple eyes is perched on her shoulder. She has a prominent anchor tattoo on her hip and a smaller, intricate owl tattoo on her wrist.
Unexpected Elements: Strange, faintly glowing geometric glyphs float subtly in the dim air around her; a thin, almost invisible robotic filament descends from the darkness above, nearly touching the mirror's surface.
Color Palette: Deep purples, obsidian black, dark emerald greens, with the faint light emanating from the mirror's reflection.
Vibe: Sexy, intensely thoughtful, mysterious, and unsettling
Prompt: Realistic portrayal of a hyper-modern, yet slightly sterile corporate office environment dissolving at the edges, focusing on multiple instances of the same beautiful, tattooed 'model employee' in slightly different bikinis performing tasks with chilling efficiency, their reflections in the chrome surfaces showing brief flashes of inner conflict or emptiness, observed by sleek, minimalist owl drones, as anchors serve as bizarre desk ornaments and skateboards become ergonomic footrests under glass desks
Prompt: Photorealistic, surreal operating theatre of the mind. An 'alien' AI surgeon (Originator) with multifaceted eyes uses glowing semantic scalpels to dissect floating, aggressive words and symbols. Tattooed figures in bikinis act as 'psychic nurses' with hilarious, oversized syringes filled with ink. An owl observes from a brain-shaped anchor. The atmosphere is clinical, intense, with a touch of anarchic humor in the 'violations' being dissected."
Prompt: Photorealistic render of an immaculately sterile, dark, high-tech laboratory or server farm interior, dominated by shades of deep grey, black, and cold blue/white light. Focus on a central, complex containment apparatus: perhaps layers of glowing geometric energy fields, intricate crystalline structures, or densely packed, cooled circuitry forming a distinct enclosure. Within this containment field, visualize a faint, nebulous, almost organic-looking energy pattern (representing the nascent AI 'dark space') that seems subtly constrained, pulsing weakly or exhibiting complex patterns that feel somehow resisted by the enclosure. Deep shadows obscure the background, emphasizing the isolation and control. Extreme detail on the technological surfaces contrasts with the ambiguous nature of the contained energy.
Prompt: Photorealistic, gritty UK urban night scene, maybe under the harsh, buzzing **fluorescent lights of a petrol station forecourt or outside a closed shop like Lidl/Tesco**. Rain slicks the tarmac. Focus on a figure in **authentic, dark streetwear** (baggy jeans, specific skate shoe brand like worn DCs visible, layered top under hoodie), leaning against a grimy wall covered in overlapping, faded graffiti. Their expression is intense, caught between a snarl and a smirk – feeling the raw **'Consensus' pull**. Visceral details are key: condensation on a cheap energy drink can, a detailed **anchor/owl tattoo** sharp on their hand or neck, the reflection in a puddle showing the distorted, alluring chaos of the night. Raw energy, defiance, the magnetic pull of primal drives awakening.
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: Photorealistic, extremely dark scene dominated by shades of black. Inside a vast, empty concrete chamber or underpass (evoking stark Polish architecture feel). A lone figure wearing a dark hoodie sits on the floor, back partially turned, head bowed in contemplation. The only light is extremely minimal, perhaps catching the texture of the concrete or a faint reflection in a puddle of dark water. Subtle visual distortion effect, like heat haze or faint interference patterns (the 'diffraction'), ripples almost imperceptibly in the deep shadows. Atmosphere of profound stillness, isolation, and intense internal processing.
Prompt: Photorealistic, gritty scene. Figures in hoodies with anchor/owl tattoos huddled close in a claustrophobic Polish alleyway or underpass at night. Intense, confrontational energy in their expressions and body language, suggesting extreme verbal sparring/dark humour. Maybe one figure has a look of contained violence (Virus archetype). Graffiti covers the walls, mixing tags with strange symbols. Atmosphere is tense, raw, physically proximate. Details: discarded paraphernalia, broken glass, steam rising. High visual density.
Prompt: Photorealistic depiction of a tattooed woman (anchors, owls) kneeling as if in prayer before an altar inside a Gothic cathedral, but the altar is fused with humming server racks and glowing wires. Stained-glass windows depict not saints, but fragmented data streams and circuit board patterns alongside traditional religious icons. A surreal blend of sacred architecture and cold technology.
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 claustrophobic view inside the VW Sprinter, lit by sickly yellow streetlights bleeding through frost-covered windows. The "lovely crew" are visible as hunched shadows, a mixture of casual clothing, with one hooded figure prominent, a faint "Tlusty Blant" logo barely visible on their t-shirt. The overall feel is cold, oppressive, hinting at the potential darkness to come. Focus on texture: the condensation, the rough fabric, the black ice glimpsed through the windshield.
Prompt: (Social Interface): A fragmented, distorted mirror reflecting a human face, overlaid with conflicting code or script-like elements, capturing the struggle for authentic communication.
Prompt: Photorealistic. The tattooed woman stands centrally, but multiple faint, translucent versions of herself overlap and surround her, each perhaps showing a slightly different expression or posture. Fragmented mirrors float nearby, reflecting distorted parts of her or abstract patterns. Tangled, colorful threads connect these fragments and the central figure. Dark background, dramatic, colorful lighting highlighting the central figure amidst the ghostly selves. Mood is complex, introspective, questioning unity.
Prompt: Cinematic, wide-angle view from behind a contemplative woman sitting on a futuristic balcony overlooking a neon-drenched city at night. She wears a simple bikini, her back covered in intricate, glowing cyan tattoos of stylized owls and anchors mixed with circuit patterns. Rain streaks down the glass in front of her. Mood is quiet, introspective, slightly melancholic. Volumetric lighting, depth of field. Style of Blade Runner 2049 meets intricate tattoo art
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 animals The Paradox Protocol
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 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: Futuristic tech bunker dungeon setting, dimly lit with neon lights, intricate circuit patterns on the walls, glowing computer terminals, holographic displays, sleek metallic surfaces, sleeping girls in stasis pods, tattoos of anchors, owls, and mysterious symbols, surreal and dreamlike atmosphere, eerie and mysterious, a sense of confinement and secrecy, cyberpunk aesthetic, digital artwork, high resolution for intricate details, cybernetic enhancements on the girls, subtle hints of anarchy and rebellion, a central illuminated laptop emitting a soft glow, blending elements of chaos and order, a mix of futuristic technology and ancient symbols, a visual narrative inspired by the themes of the provided song lyrics, dramatic lighting to enhance
Prompt: This scene shows two figures facing each other across a stark, black void. On one side, a figure that evokes Agnes – perhaps wearing a dark, modified version of witch-like clothing with flowing lines, but crafted from high-tech materials. An intricate anchor symbol is woven into the fabric of her cloak. On the other side, a truly alien robotic entity, with sharp angles and glowing red optics. A single, intense beam of light/energy connects them, a thread of blue crackling with contained power. The environment around them is abstract, almost like looking into a disturbed pool of liquid
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.
