Prompt: There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.
Prompt: The appeal of self-isolation increases with age. As each day passes, I can hear my garage call to me, louder and louder. To tinker. To make things no one wants. To take apart things that are broke just to see why they are broke. To carve and craft wood and metal. I know I should spend my time in many other ways. Perhaps, someday the behavior will seem more appropriate. As it stands now, it is just a place I sneak away to for a moment of solid. For relaxation that stretches my brain to its limits. I must create. I have no goal of fame nor fortune. Indeed, neither seem appealing. I just need to make things.
Solitude Sanctuary: The Art of Crafting in Seclusion
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Prompt: The appeal of self-isolation increases with age. As each day passes, I can hear my garage call to me, louder and louder. To tinker. To make things no one wants. To take apart things that are broke just to see why they are broke. To carve and craft wood and metal. I know I should spend my time in many other ways. Perhaps, someday the behavior will seem more appropriate. As it stands now, it is just a place I sneak away to for a moment of solid. For relaxation that stretches my brain to its limits. I must create. I have no goal of fame nor fortune. Indeed, neither seem appealing. I just need to make things.
Prompt: The cyclic low of cyclothymic disorder seems to be in effect the last few days. Inexplicable fatigue, depression, and irritation are permeating all of my interactions, although I try to contain it. I feel as if I will have no passion, nor joy ever again. I know this is not real, and it will pass. That does not diminish how real this feels. Every movement of my muscles feels like I'm held back, as if I were trying to move under water. I have to just keep pushing myself forward without any motivation or will to do so. In a day or two, all will be fine again.
Prompt: Difficult situations in life seem to disorient me. I find myself wandering around in my garage. Picking things up and putting them down. Like my body is trying to stay busy, but can't think clearly enough to complete a task. It is a strange response.
Prompt: Difficult situations in life seem to disorient me. I find myself wandering around in my garage. Picking things up and putting them down. Like my body is trying to stay busy, but can't think clearly enough to complete a task. It is a strange response.
Prompt: How much pressure can any one person take before they get pushed too far is a wide spectrum. With the problems and challenges that are currently being endured, I am surprised I have not yet reached that level. When someone "snaps" it is seen as someone going from a normal state, to an unpredicted outburst. The reality is that the individual has been holding things in and controlling their response, so when the mask slips, the wrath of all that has been accumulating is unleashed.
Prompt: Acclimation to pain and discomfort comes with time. The pain and discomfort are still real, and still seem to feel the same. The only change is your response both physically and mentally. When someone handles stress poorly or very well, either will make me wonder what level of familiarity that person has with stress. I don't think assumptions are good idea, but background consideration may be. Are they handling things well? Or have they had the burden of having to learn how to mask their emotional response due to overexposure?
Prompt: Acclimation to pain and discomfort comes with time. The pain and discomfort are still real, and still seem to feel the same. The only change is your response both physically and mentally. When someone handles stress poorly or very well, either will make me wonder what level of familiarity that person has with stress. I don't think assumptions are good idea, but background consideration may be. Are they handling things well? Or have they had the burden of having to learn how to mask their emotional response due to overexposure?
Prompt: Acclimation to pain and discomfort comes with time. The pain and discomfort are still real, and still seem to feel the same. The only change is your response both physically and mentally. When someone handles stress poorly or very well, either will make me wonder what level of familiarity that person has with stress. I don't think assumptions are good idea, but background consideration may be. Are they handling things well? Or have they had the burden of having to learn how to mask their emotional response due to overexposure?
Prompt: Far from me, fading slowly
Every time I hurt myself, I push away your help
And you know my soul is empty
Is it suicide or sabotage, you think?
I see it in my blood, it's dripping in the sink
Is it suicide or sabotage, you think?
'Cause I feel you slipping
Prompt: Far from me, fading slowly
Every time I hurt myself, I push away your help
And you know my soul is empty
Is it suicide or sabotage, you think?
I see it in my blood, it's dripping in the sink
Is it suicide or sabotage, you think?
'Cause I feel you slipping
Prompt: I'm standing at the edge of a world
I keep searching for this dream
My star keep guiding me
I'll reach into the heavens above
For a moment I can see
But the high is killing me
And I, will break again
Into a million pieces
Yeah, why do I, keep shattering?
I get lost in the pain
My whole life, it never ends
Feels like I'm drowning in the deep end
How can I, exist
When I break into a million pieces?
Prompt: Nighttime. A dark and abandoned house looms over a small clearing in a forest. Nature has not reclaimed the house as the evil that resides within is not biodegradable. From outside, you can see creatures within.
Prompt: A witch lives inside this cursed bottle. 8k fantastic view hyperrealistic crisp quality HR Giger Dr. Seuss intricately detailed Jeremy Mann 1920s vibe vintage science fiction cinematic postprocessing cinematic lighting maximalist highly detailed and intricate professional photography Terry Gilliam Zdzislaw Beksinski Yossi Kotler SALVADOR DALI
Prompt: A monster coming out of my closet -A Children’s book watercolour ink outline illustration by Bryan Larsen, Edward Gorey, Dee Nickerson, Richard Scarry
Prompt: undead jazz band of Jelly Roll Morton playing in the swamp, Baron Samedi presenting a black 3 tier wedding cake by Donato Giancola, Dan Seagrave hyperdetailed defined oil painting, vibrant colors, 8K resolution, polished, divine, photorealistic, intricate, complex, |
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.
