Prompt: Masterpiece 3D render digital art photostudio quality Just a sprinkle of magic dust, a sprig of mistle toe, backdrop forest winter landscape, beautiful face by tom bagshaw by anne dittmann
Prompt: This is my elegy
of painful scars and memories
this is my lovesong and my fight
this is the lullabye I used to song when you'd cry
as we watched our colors fade into night
(a mothers love)
Prompt: This is my elegy
of painful scars and memories
this is my lovesong and my fight
this is the lullabye I used to song when you'd cry
as we watched our colors fade into night
(a mothers love)
Prompt: This is my elegy
of painful scars and memories
this is my lovesong and my fight
this is the lullabye I used to song when you'd cry
as we watched our colors fade into night
(a mothers love)
Prompt: abstract photograph of bioluminescence sperm whale with colorful wires, sparks and smoke coming out of it on a black background; Electricity, Creativity; Contemporary still life, Abstract photography; Photograph with a SLR camera, Long exposure effect; Dark, flash lighting; Rainbow colors with splashes and streaks; artistic, shocking; by Man Ray, Aaron Siskind, and Wolfgang Tillmans; Unreal engine 5
Prompt: The graveyard lies of secrets kept
Beyond the gates where mothers wept
and the Watcher's eyes of graven grays
stare yet from a vacant
Where nightbirds sing a mournful song
The watcher waits until the dawn
To pull the soulless sleepers through
Til night is gone and pierced in two
And when he sees what no man knows
The watcher wakes to ward the shadows
Prompt: Masterpiece 3D render digital art photostudio quality Just a sprinkle of magic dust, a sprig of mistle toe, backdrop forest winter landscape, beautiful face by tom bagshaw by anne dittmann. Deep blue eyes, long golden curly locks of hair
Prompt: Give me a break in the water walls Crack the stars from the dying halls Give me a fractured twist in the dark Flood my Holland with the falling stars
Prompt: Give me a break in the water walls Crack the stars from the dying halls Give me a fractured twist in the dark Flood my Holland with the falling stars
Prompt: Give me a break in the water walls Crack the stars from the dying halls Give me a fractured twist in the dark Flood my Holland with the falling stars
Prompt: woman in her 20s, blonde hair braided to one side, 19th century blue, purple and gold military uniform. concept art, intricate details, meticulously detailed by Greg Rutkowski, Michael Whelan and Gustave Doré, Alfonso Mucha. full length.
Prompt: Give me a break in the water walls Crack the stars from the dying halls Give me a fractured twist in the dark Flood my Holland with the falling stars
Prompt: The moon was a schooner set adrift
And a dragon formed from clouds
The oceans heaved in heaven’s grip
And frothed a starry shroud
The hourhand ended Doll Molly’s shift
As the night birds wept aloud
The scales of justice slowly tipped
As a knife slipped out of its bound
A dark in the darkness moved unchecked
Doll Molly made not a sound
And sent to the stars a soulless ship
As in her sins she drowned
The moon is a hellbent pirate sift
And a dragon swims in clouds
The body lies now where no eyes can shift
Wrapped in its starry shroud
Prompt: The moon was a schooner set adrift
And a dragon formed from clouds
The oceans heaved in heaven’s grip
And frothed a starry shroud
The hourhand ended Doll Molly’s shift
As the night birds wept aloud
The scales of justice slowly tipped
As a knife slipped out of its bound
A dark in the darkness moved unchecked
Doll Molly made not a sound
And sent to the stars a soulless ship
As in her sins she drowned
The moon is a hellbent pirate sift
And a dragon swims in clouds
The body lies now where no eyes can shift
Wrapped in its starry shroud
Prompt: Gunshy
I wanna be friends
But I fear your rejection
Some say antisocial
By my cold interaction
I’ve been hurt before
But the betrayal I fear most, is yours
If I let you in, let you know
Will you take my hand, give me hope?
I am alive outside,
but I can’t fight
I’m driven by every dream
Broken in between
I know that I could trust you if I try
But I’m gunshy.
The bullet holes are many
From trusts long ago
Everything left of friendship
Are the scars I show
I’ve been burned before
So why come back for more?
But in part of me, something knows
Something deep inside my soul
The problem never left,
For the problem never came
And the one who hurt me most
Was me
I am gunshy
I’ve torn myself inside
Trusting my heart
I was ripped apart
Can you ever love me
for what I am not?
You know that I
I want to let you in
But I’m gunshy
Prompt: Archemoros
Take me away
From the death that impends
But the night never ends
Archemoros
Take me away
I’m sorry that I’ve not lived
As I was meant
Archemoros
Can you save my soul?
Prompt: The moon was a schooner set adrift
And a dragon formed from clouds
The oceans heaved in heaven’s grip
And frothed a starry shroud
The hourhand ended Doll Molly’s shift
As the night birds wept aloud
The scales of justice slowly tipped
As a knife slipped out of its bound
A dark in the darkness moved unchecked
Doll Molly made not a sound
And sent to the stars a soulless ship
As in her sins she drowned
The moon is a hellbent pirate sift
And a dragon swims in clouds
The body lies now where no eyes can shift
Wrapped in its starry shroud
Prompt: The moon was a schooner set adrift
And a dragon formed from clouds
The oceans heaved in heaven’s grip
And frothed a starry shroud
The hourhand ended Doll Molly’s shift
As the night birds wept aloud
The scales of justice slowly tipped
As a knife slipped out of its bound
A dark in the darkness moved unchecked
Doll Molly made not a sound
And sent to the stars a soulless ship
As in her sins she drowned
The moon is a hellbent pirate sift
And a dragon swims in clouds
The body lies now where no eyes can shift
Wrapped in its starry shroud
Prompt: Gunshy
I wanna be friends
But I fear your rejection
Some say antisocial
By my cold interaction
I’ve been hurt before
But the betrayal I fear most, is yours
If I let you in, let you know
Will you take my hand, give me hope?
I am alive outside,
but I can’t fight
I’m driven by every dream
Broken in between
I know that I could trust you if I try
But I’m gunshy.
The bullet holes are many
From trusts long ago
Everything left of friendship
Are the scars I show
I’ve been burned before
So why come back for more?
But in part of me, something knows
Something deep inside my soul
The problem never left,
For the problem never came
And the one who hurt me most
Was me
I am gunshy
I’ve torn myself inside
Trusting my heart
I was ripped apart
Can you ever love me
for what I am not?
You know that I
I want to let you in
But I’m gunshy
Prompt: Archemoros
Take me away
From the death that impends
But the night never ends
Archemoros
Take me away
I’m sorry that I’ve not lived
As I was meant
Archemoros
Can you save my soul?
Prompt: Archemoros
Take me away
From the death that impends
But the night never ends
Archemoros
Take me away
I’m sorry that I’ve not lived
As I was meant
Archemoros
Can you save my soul?
Prompt: Are you an angel of death
Are you here for me
Or the ones who’ve died
And are weeping tonight
By the shore
Or a harbinger sent
To make sure I repent
Before God takes my soul
To the place beyond
All hope
Archemoros
Take me away
From the death that impends
But the night never ends
Archemoros
Take me away
I’m sorry that I’ve not lived
As I was meant
Archemoros
Can you save my soul?
Oh, oh,
Archemoros
Can you save my soul?
Where can I go to hide
The sickness inside my mind
It’s killing me, slowly
Is there a way to set me free?
Archemoros
Do you call to me
From the place I seek?
Are you real?
Prompt: watercolor painting, Jean-Baptiste Monge style, cute baby squirrel in the rain in spring looking for walnut, splash art, flowers, watercolor and ink
Prompt: duck yard with pond and Indian Runner Ducks and Silkie Chickens, apple trees and blossoms, pear trees and blossoms, plum trees and blossoms, Indian Runner Ducks, Silkie Chickens, duck pond with water lilies, heavenly light, crepuscular rays, quiet afternoon, Romanticism, Superflat, Neo-Impressionism
Prompt: Gunshy
I wanna be friends
But I fear your rejection
Some say antisocial
By my cold interaction
I’ve been hurt before
But the betrayal I fear most, is yours
If I let you in, let you know
Will you take my hand, give me hope?
I am alive outside,
but I can’t fight
I’m driven by every dream
Broken in between
I know that I could trust you if I try
But I’m gunshy.
The bullet holes are many
From trusts long ago
Everything left of friendship
Are the scars I show
I’ve been burned before
So why come back for more?
But in part of me, something knows
Something deep inside my soul
The problem never left,
For the problem never came
And the one who hurt me most
Was me
I am gunshy
I’ve torn myself inside
Trusting my heart
I was ripped apart
Can you ever love me
for what I am not?
You know that I
I want to let you in
But I’m gunshy
Prompt: duck yard with pond and Indian Runner Ducks and Silkie Chickens, apple trees and blossoms, pear trees and blossoms, plum trees and blossoms, Indian Runner Ducks, Silkie Chickens, duck pond with water lilies, heavenly light, crepuscular rays, quiet afternoon, Romanticism, Superflat, Neo-Impressionism
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.
