Prompt: Beneath the scorching desert sun,
Where heat and dust are never done,
Lies a place of eerie dread,
A land of bones, where life has fled.
Death Valley, vast and dry,
A graveyard where the dead do lie,
Where heatwaves dance upon the sand,
And life's remains are merely fanned.
Cacti stand with arms outstretched,
As if in prayer for rain beseeched,
But Death Valley shows no grace,
Its thirst unquenched in this desolate place.
Yet beauty lingers in its face,
In rugged rocks and canyons' grace,
A testament to nature's might,
A paradox of dark and light.
In this arid, barren land,
Life finds a way, oh so grand,
Surviving in the harshest clime,
A symbol of endurance, so sublime.
Death Valley, harsh and stark,
A testament to nature's mark,
A reminder of life's fragile thread,
In the embrace of Death Valley, the undead.
Prompt: In a grand old manor stood a butler so stately,
His suit impeccable, his manners just as greatly,
With silver tray held high, and polished shoes,
He served with poise, as if to never bruise.
From morn till night, he tended to their needs,
With grace and charm, he sowed refined seeds,
A trusted confidante, a loyal aide,
With secrets kept, and trust well repaid.
He opened doors with a genteel air,
Attending to guests with utmost care,
His bow so deep, his smile so bright,
A pillar of service, both day and night.
He knew the tastes of each esteemed guest,
Their preferred drink, their desired request,
Anticipating their every whim,
In service to them, his heart did brim.
A master of the manor, a guiding hand,
With wisdom, poise, and manners grand,
A silent figure, yet ever so key,
In the grandeur of the manor's legacy.
So here's a toast to the butler so fine,
Whose presence adds to the manor's shine,
A pillar of elegance, both strong and true,
A timeless symbol, of service anew.
Prompt: A miner bold, with pick and pan,
Set off to find a fortune's plan.
Through rugged mountains, rivers wide,
He journeyed far with hope and pride.
With dirt-streaked face and weary back,
He toiled each day, no time to lack.
His dreams of gold, a burning fire,
Pushed him on, his sole desire.
He faced the dangers of the mine,
In darkened tunnels, where no light could shine.
With grit and sweat, he dug so deep,
His faith unwavering, his resolve to keep.
Through days of drought and nights of cold,
He never wavered, steadfast and bold.
With each nugget found, his heart would soar,
A treasure worth the toil and more.
Though fortune's smile was sometimes fickle,
He never faltered, not a tickle.
For in his heart, he knew the truth,
That gold's pursuit was his eternal youth.
And so, he searched, with fervent zeal,
His eyes ablaze with golden zeal.
A gold miner's quest, a timeless tale,
Of dreams pursued, that never fail.
Prompt: Beneath the moon's soft glow, so bright,
We pitch our tent, a cozy sight.
The campfire crackles, warm and bright,
As we gather 'round, our hearts alight.
With sleeping bags, we settle in tight,
The canvas walls a snug respite.
We listen to the sounds of the night,
As crickets chirp and owls take flight.
The stars above, a dazzling sight,
Illuminate the sky with their light.
In nature's embrace, we find delight,
Camping in our tent, all through the night.
As dawn approaches, a brand new sight,
The world awakens, a golden light.
We pack our gear, hearts full and bright,
Grateful for memories made, so right.
So here's to camping, a true delight,
In a tent beneath the stars at night.
Nature's beauty, a wondrous sight,
A cherished memory, forever bright.
Prompt: A chisel strikes, with skilled precision,
Shaping stone with age-old vision,
A craftsman's hands, with strength and grace,
Creating art in time and space.
With hammer's clang and sweat-drenched brow,
The Master Mason, skilled somehow,
Crafts cathedrals, towers tall,
A legacy that will enthrall.
With calloused hands and patient heart,
He hews the rock, a work of art,
A symphony in stone and light,
A marvel to behold each night.
Through generations, his craft lives on,
The Master Mason's work lives long,
A testament to skill and lore,
A legacy forevermore.
Prompt: wild rose bush grows near old tree, spring , flawless, style Arthur Rackham,, pastel colours, crisp quality, pencil sketch, cinematic postprocessing.
Prompt: 3 storey house with 9 windows, in each window a different neighbor is looking out of the window and gossiping with others, by Catherine Abel, Rembrandt, Gustav Klimt, Jacek Yerka
Prompt: A new day, two moons, the moons rise through the misty haze, woman gazing at the sea, beautiful blue sky, sailing boat, navigation sign, red rocks at the shore, water reflection, tiny ripples on the water, beautiful seaside, soft light, In the background beautiful mountains are partly covered with mist. watercolour, style by Thomas Wells Schaller, Maxfield Parrish and Ivan Bilibin, vibrant colours, extremely detailed, intricate, magical, elegant, beautiful, colourful, hyper-detailed, bioluminescent highlights and atmosphere, crisp quality, epic scenery, surreal
Prompt: You left me standin' in the doorway cryin', in the dark land of the sun. Salvador Dali, Ivan Shishkin, Jacek Yerka, Micheal Cheval, Gediminas Pranckevicius, Flowing Energy, crisp quality, light reflections, LSD, DMT, Mescaline, very trippy, RHADS, Trending on Artstation, Bright Vivid Colors, Polished, Masterful Surrealism, Photorealistic, Cel-shaded, digital illustration, unreal engine, 64k, high definition, light, depth of scale, atmospheric, luminous, iridescent, glowing, 3D texture, octane render
Prompt: Detailed industrial blueprint of a rabbit, blueprint style, golden ratio, technical, precise, electronics and biomechanics, schema (prompt adapted from Rukoed)
Prompt: White and black landscape with clear Moonlite glade and trees, misty, big white clouds. surreal sharp focus elegant extremely detailed fantasy intricate vibrant fantastic view octane render crisp quality Jacek Yerka light reflections acrylic art science fiction insanely detailed Surrealism elaborate fantasycore wild fantastical art
Prompt: One Pill Makes You Larger; child in garden with white rabbit. hair of gold. insanely detailed and intricate dress of blue. colorful. highly intricate, hyperrealism delicate detailed complex, vibrant colors, by Tom Bagshaw, Asher Brown Durand, Anna Dittmann, Dan Mumford, Magali Villeneuve, Christopher Lovell
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.
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