Prompt: A man with strange eyes as big and round as an insect, he scares passers-by, he is the result of a failed experiment with a radioactive substance
Prompt: A man with strange eyes as big and round as an insect, he scares passers-by, he is the result of a failed experiment with a radioactive substance
Prompt: fine lines made of acrylic colors to express that the character in the picture is gentle, the artist is unknown but better than everyone else, the face on the canvas is not clear but excellent
Prompt: mixed tones with thick oil paints on canvas applied with thick brushes very confusing picture a human form can be guessed in the picture the artist must have been quick or in a hurry
Prompt: mixed tones with thick oil paints on canvas applied with thick brushes very confusing picture a human form can be guessed in the picture the artist must have been quick or in a hurry
Prompt: A man on a vintage bicycle from the 50's stands in a field where the harvest has already taken place
The fields are yellow and dry. A windmill draws water from the ground. It is hot in the middle of summer
Prompt: A group of people work in the background and blackmail the ruler into only doing things that they want for their interests, the ruler knows that but he is powerless
Prompt: Oh my Sweet suffering
Why persist? You're starting again
I'm just an unimportant being
Without him, I'm a little paranoid
I walk alone on the subway
One last dance
To forget my immense pain
I want to run away, everything to begin again
Oh my Sweet suffering
I move the sky, day, night
I dance with the wind, the rain
A little love, a bit of honey
And I dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
And in the noise I run and I'm afraid
Is it my turn? Comes the pain
Throughout Paris, I abandon myself
And I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
What hope
On this path in your absence
I'm working hard
Without you my life is just a shining decor, empty of meaning
I move the sky, day, night
I dance with the wind, the rain
A little love, a bit of honey
And I dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
And in the noise I run and I'm afraid
Is it my turn? Comes the pain
Throughout Paris, I abandon myself
And I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly fly
In this sweet suffering
Whose offenses I paid for
Listen to how huge my heart is
I am a child of the world
I move the sky, day, night
I dance with the wind, the rain
A little love, a bit of honey
And I dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
And in the noise I run and I'm afraid
Is it my turn? Comes the pain
Throughout Paris, I abandon myself
And I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly fly
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.