Prompt: Fantasy village, mystical landscape, fairy dwellings, almond tree, flowers, butterflies, waterfalls, bridges, lanterns, whisps, sparks, rays, living beings, intricate details, surrealism, a life full of mystery and unlimited imagination.
Prompt: young girl dancing in the shape of a crashing wave; Speedpaint with large brush strokes paint splatter; paint drips; drip painting; by Brian Kesinger, Victo Ngai, Jeffrey Catherine Jones, RHADS, Wadim Kashin; a masterpiece; maximalist; uncanny; highly detailed and intricate, beautiful blue white teal
Prompt: "Create a digital artwork that captures the beauty of the natural world in a surreal and abstract way. Use vibrant colors, flowers, fire, smoke, organic shapes, and fluid lines to depict a dreamlike landscape that evokes a sense of wonder and awe. Incorporate elements of both flora and fauna, such as flowers, trees, animals, and insects, and experiment with different textures and patterns to create a rich and immersive visual experience."
Prompt: The roofs of houses tremble under the weight of days,
The heavenly shepherd herds the clouds,
The city shoots fire into the night
But the night is stronger, its power is great.
For those who go to sleep
Good sleep.
For those who go to sleep
Good night.
Prompt: On the blue waves of the ocean
Only the stars will shine in the sky
The lonely ship is rushing
Rushing on all sails.
High masts do not bend
Weathervanes do not make noise on them,
And silently into the open hatches
Cast iron guns look.
The captain is not heard on it,
No sailors are visible on it;
But rocks, and secret shoals,
And he does not care about storms.
Prompt: A town that does not exist.
Night and silence given forever
Rain, or maybe snow,
All the same, endlessly warmed by hope,
I see a city in the distance that doesn't exist.
Where it is easy for a wanderer to find shelter,
Where they surely remember and wait,
Day after day, then losing, then confusing the trail,
I'm going to this city that doesn't exist.
There is a hearth burning for me,
As an eternal sign of forgotten truths,
I have the last step before him,
And this step is longer than life.
Prompt: Storm.
Did you see the girl on the rock
In white clothes over the waves
When, raging in the stormy darkness,
The sea played with the shores
When a ray of lightning illuminated
Her hourly scarlet brilliance
And the wind beat and flew
With her flying blanket?
Beautiful sea in stormy haze
And the sky in splendor without azure;
But trust me: the maiden on the rock
More beautiful than waves, skies and storms.
Prompt: Storm.
The wind is fresh, the night is fading.
And the sea rages angrier and angrier,
And foam splashes on granite -
It stings, then ebbs away.
All the more irritable breaker;
His fizzy wave
So heavy and so dense
As if on the shore he is fighting with cast iron.
Like a sea god now
Omnipotent and relentless
Threatened with a trident,
Ready to exclaim: "Here I am!"
Prompt: Foggy morning.
Like the first golden ray
Between white mountains and gray clouds
Glides the ledges of the peaks
On the crown of towers and ruins,
When in the valleys full of mist,
The fog is immovable blue, -
Let your delight in the darkness of hearts
This one throws light, singer!
And like a young rose,
Born at an early dawn
When still scorching wings
Noon the wind did not open
And a damp sigh of mist at night
Divides between heaven and earth,
A dewdrop rolls from a leaf, -
May your song be pure.
Prompt: After the storm.
A gray storm passed,
Scattered across the azure.
Only the swell of the sea breathes,
Will not recover from the storm.
Sleeping, rushing, poor boat,
Like a sick man from a terrible thought,
Only forgotten by anxiety
The folds of the sail drooped.
Refreshed coastal forest
All covered in dew, not moving. —
The hour of salvation, bright, gentle,
Like crying and laughing.
Prompt: a painting of a bird sitting on top of a hill, a detailed painting, by Camille Bombois, trending on pixabay, naive art, building along a river, golden twilight stained glass, sandy white moon landscape, stunning lines
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.