Prompt: A very pretty lovely joyful dream art by Sam Toft, William Timlin, Axel Scheffler, Charles Robinson, pol Ledent, endre penovac, Gustave Loiseau. inlay, watercolors and ink, beautiful, fantastic view, extremely detailed, intricate, best quality, highest definition, rich colours. intricate beautiful, award winning fantastic view ultra detailed, 3D high definition. Capture these words:
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean —
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down —
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Prompt: A young woman with auburn hair, dressed in a short cheer white skirt, standing in an open meadow at sunset. she gently touched the soft petals of a solitary blooming sunflower with her hand. The sunflower, standing tall and proud, is basking in the warm glow of the setting sun, its vibrant yellow petals contrasting with the cool purple and blue hues of the sky. The light touch of her fingertips seems to resonate through the flower, causing it to sway ever so slightly, as if acknowledging her presence. Her expression is one of pure wonder and tranquility, her features bathed in the soft light that filters through the surrounding foliage. The meadow is a tapestry of green grasses and wildflowers that stretch out to the horizon, where the sky meets the earth in a fiery embrace of oranges and pinks. A light breeze plays with the lacy hem of her skirt and the leaves of nearby trees, adding a sense of movement and life to the scene. The image is framed by the silhouettes of distant mountains that cast long shadows across the landscape. The overall composition is suffused with a sense of peace and awe, as the beauty of nature touches the human spirit.
Prompt: Stylized figure of a hyper-realistic woman sitting with her head close to her knees and her arms embracing her legs. Her body is covered in lotus floral designs details, the background is the calm shore of a pond at night, fireflies are buzzing about partially lighting the scene perfect body anatomy purple, pink, green, black,white and yellow a defined surreal wet on wet oil on water dripping alcohol ink, a woman with no real translucent substance made of purple lotus flowers caught in a powerful emotions and web, the background is reminiscent in style of Pablo Amaringo, Patrick Woodroffe
Prompt: Drawn with ink and a quill pen, colored in vivid acrylics, in a dynamic and expressive style. Create the image of A beautiful young blonde woman with her long golden hair flying in the wind, dressed in a rainbow-colored T-shirt, a miniskirt, white tights, and white high-heeled sandals. The young blonde woman holds in her hand and shows the rainbow flag. She smiles subtly. The outer edges dissolve into dark, abstract ink strokes, adding a surreal, emotional energy to the piece. The tone is heroic, tense, and triumphant - a moment of happiness for her. HD.
Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows.. (go ahead and hum it)
Model:
DaVinci2
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1888 X 1059
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Prompt: Create an image of a distinct tall young Bohemian woman, wearing shorts and a tie-dyed tee-shirt, standing in a field of tall grass, wildflowers, and (blue and white swirl lollipops) against a vibrant, abstract background with a SMALL rainbow in the FAR distance. The background should transition from (watercolor flowers and grasses in the foreground at the bottom), through (richly detailed acrylic rendering of the woman in the mid ground), to a background consisting of a (SMALL rainbow rendered in oil with vivid colors ranging from bright yellow to deep purple, using impasto technique with medium palette knife.) Over all feeling is one of wonder and amazement.
Prompt: Futuristic tourist town on an alien world, beach scene if designed in the 1970's. Stephen Hillenburg Kelly Freas renaissance painting romanticism oil on canvas colorful complex detailed ethereal hyperdetailed holographic infinity light dust fantasy sci-fi dystopian futuristic retrofuturism
Prompt: I beheld a chamber so prodigious in its dimensions that even the grand arena of ancient Rome, that colossus of human pride, seemed by comparison a mere child’s amphitheater—this was no construction of man. It was an abyssal vault hewn from the heart of the earth itself, from stone that bore the hue of dried blood mingled with rust, red-brown and bruised by ages. The air within held a silent gravity, a reverent dread, as though it had not been disturbed for millennia, as though the rock itself breathed solemnity and secrecy.
The walls, irregular and coarse as if gnawed by time or claw, soared up into a vaulted gloom from which no light source could be seen, yet all was faintly illumined by some uncanny phosphorescence, as if the very stone exhaled a corpse-light. Within this cyclopean crypt stood row upon row of vast contrivances—engines, wombs, tombs—at first glance resembling titanic kettles forged of burnished copper. Each was as large as a farmer’s cart, and in their rounded, burnished flanks were set thickened panes of green glass, warped with age and pressure, their surface dulled by time and yet betraying, through that murky translucence, the unthinkable contents within.
Suspended in each vat—no, entombed—floated a figure. And these were not the forms of men, though their silhouettes hinted at some dreadful parody of the human shape. They were tall, impossibly slender, and their limbs held a grace not born of our world. Each bore long, curling horns that arced like question marks from brows too wide, too silent. Their visages were masks of tranquil beauty, a beauty that stirred revulsion—perfect, serene, and wholly alien. Their eyes remained closed, though even in slumber there seemed a watching, a knowing, as though their dreams crept outward in invisible tendrils.
They hung in fluid stasis, swathed in a gelatinous medium the color of jaundiced emeralds, and though their chests did not rise, a sense of growth—a slow, unnatural becoming—thrummed in the silence.
From the base of each metallic womb extended thick brass pipes, organ-like, which slithered across the floor like serpents caught mid-coil, and rose in winding tangles toward the unseen ceiling. There they formed a congested canopy of conduits, an intricate forest of gleaming limbs, forming a web of alchemical and perhaps spiritual intercourse between the vessels. It was as if the room itself was a great lung or mind, every pipe a nerve, every join a pulse point.
From the seams and fissures of this grotesque machinery there wept a fluid. It fell in heavy drops—green, slow-moving, and gemlike—as if the very lifeblood of this monstrous nursery condensed in sorrowful beads. Upon striking the stone, the drops crystallized instantly into jagged pearls of ichor, each one humming with a quiet menace, as though storing whispers. I dared not touch them.
There was a sanctity to the place, a wicked reverence. My soul trembled with the recognition that I stood not within a laboratory or temple, but in some terrible confluence of both—a genesis chamber for the gods of a forgotten pantheon, or the unborn nightmares of a race long buried beneath the earth. The silence pressed upon me, thick and alive. And in that silence, I felt the great room breathe.
Prompt: Engraving of Venus, the goddess of love and beauty Off-the-shoulder ecru dress with frayed edges, held in place by a hammered golden choker, enamel and rhinestones featuring eye. Fancy embroideries in sequins, pearls, enamel, rhinestones and resin are applied to , original hand colored antique print by Yuko Shimizu. Kiki Kogelnik
Prompt: Create a vibrant abstract image filled with overlapping completely translucent bubbles of various sizes shades of cool blue. The background should be predominantly white, providing a stark contrast to the bubbles. The bubbles should appear transparent, with gradients that give a sense of depth, and some should have highlights that suggest light reflection. Arrange the bubbles closely together to create a sense of density and chaos, while still allowing individual shapes to be discernible. Aim for a playful yet harmonious composition that evokes a feeling of coolness and refreshment. Contained within and part of the bubbles is a woman's face also in shades of blue, looking upwards.
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.