Prompt: Dimly lit living room corner, anxious man named Mike, unplugged devices, Election Night, American flag in background, contemplative expression, shadows, vintage armchair, wooden floor, subtle patriotic decor, map of the USA on wall, scattered papers, tense atmosphere, reflective mood, quiet setting, political uncertainty, emotional turmoil, digital illustration, realistic style, warm color palette, by Norman Rockwell and Edward Hopper, Artstation.
Prompt: They said there'll be snow at Christmas
They said there'll be peace on earth
But instead it just kept on raining
A veil of tears for the virgin birth
Prompt: Halloween night on a suburban street, houses decorated with jack-o-lanterns and other seasonal decor, children in costume going house to house trick or treating, leaves in the street, a full moon in the sky, bats flying, and off in the distance, on a hill, a spooky old Victorian home, its windows seemingly lit by candlelight
Prompt: Halloween Night, 1976, Disco demons, Boogie Woogie Warlocks Ripped, Shirtless Slave Boys, Groovy Ghosts and Ghouls, all decked out in polyester and tight denim, with puka shell necklaces, mood rings, and coke spoon necklaces, dance at a Disco Sabbat, raising hell in a Leather Gay Bar
Prompt: Halloween Night, 1976, Disco demons, Boogie Woogie Witches, Ripped, Shirtless Warlocks, Groovy Ghosts and Ghouls, all decked out in polyester and tight denim, with puka shell necklaces, mood rings, and coke spoon necklaces, dance at a Disco Sabbat, raising hell in a nightclub!
Prompt: Halloween Night, 1976, Disco demons, Boogie Woogie Witches, Ripped, Shirtless Warlocks, Groovy Ghosts and Ghouls, all decked out in polyester and tight denim, with puka shell necklaces, mood rings, and coke spoon necklaces, dance at a Disco Sabbat, raising hell in a nightclub!
Prompt: A small shop that sells magic potions. Show shelves of glowing bottles and a bubbling cauldron. At the counter, a well-dressed demon and his Demonic Wife in a house dress stand waiting to talk with the store clerk, a strange little man in a wizard's hat.
Prompt: A coven of Witches, a Coven of Wizards, a collection of Demons, a Murder of Crows, a sky full of bats and Witches on brooms all gather for a Halloween Sabbat deep in a City park where ghosts and sprites linger just beyond the pale...
Prompt: A coven of Witches, a Coven of Wizards, a collection of Demons, a Murder of Crows, a sky full of bats and Witches on brooms all gather for a Halloween Sabbat deep in a City park where ghosts and sprites linger just beyond the pale...
Prompt: A coven of Witches, a Coven of Wizards, a collection of Demons, a Murder of Crows, a sky full of bats and Witches on brooms all gather for a Halloween Sabbat deep in a City park where ghosts and sprites linger just beyond the pale...
Prompt: October enters at midnight, dressed as a candy-toting masked man in colorful garb in a car made of pumpkin under a full moon as owls in a tree watch and witches hold seances deep in the woods.
Prompt: Late at night, at a carnival midway, most of the lights are out, but some still glow… some tents show light peeking out, off in the distance, a clown and a bearded lady walk in the moonlight, at the Haunted House ride, spirits can be seen hovering, in cages, lions sleep, standing alone amongst everything is the gypsy fortune teller, looking forlorn as she takes a stroll.
Prompt: huge behemoth of a spaceship hovers above the city of Philadelphia one night, glowing softly, as the city below comes to a standstill as people gather to stare up at the awe-inspiring ship in the sky
Prompt: There's a couple Filipino girls
gigglin' by the church
and the windoe is busted
and the landlord ain't home
and Butch joined the army
yea that's where he's been
and the jackhammer's diggin'
up the sidewalks again
In the neighborhood
Prompt: Well Big Mambo's got
his old grey hound
and the kids can't get ice cream
'cause the market burned down
and the newspaper sleeping bags
blow down the lane
and that goddamn flatbed's
got me pinned in again
In the neighborhood
Prompt: Friday's a funeral
and Saturday's a bride
Sey's got a pistol on the register side
and the goddamn delivery trucks
they make too much noise
and we don't get our butter
delivered no more
In the neighborhood
Prompt: Well the eggs chase the bacon
round the fryin' pan
and the whinin' dog pidgeons
by the steeple bell rope
and the dogs tipped the garbage pails
over last night
and there's always construction work
bothering you
In the neighborhood
Prompt: The violence of breaking down the door seemed to fill this room with pervading dust. A thin, acrid pall
as of the tomb seemed to lie everywhere upon this room decked and furnished as for a bridal: upon the
valance curtains of faded rose color, upon the rose-shaded lights, upon the dressing table, upon the
delicate array of crystal and the man's toilet things backed with tarnished silver, silver so tarnished that
the monogram was obscured. Among them lay a collar and tie, as if they had just been removed,
which, lifted, left upon the surface a pale crescent in the dust. Upon a chair hung the suit, carefully
folded; beneath it the two mute shoes and the discarded socks.
The man himself lay in the bed.
For a long while we just stood there, looking down at the profound and fleshless grin. The body had
apparently once lain in the attitude of an embrace, but now the long sleep that outlasts love, that
conquers even the grimace of love, had cuckolded him. What was left of him, rotted beneath what was
left of the nightshirt, had become inextricable from the bed in which he lay; and upon him and upon the
pillow beside him lay that even coating of the patient and biding dust.
Then we noticed that in the second pillow was the indentation of a head. One of us lifted something
from it, and leaning forward, that faint and invisible dust dry and acrid in the nostrils, we saw a long
strand of iron-gray hair.
Prompt: He bought her a diamond for her throat
He put her in a ranch house on a hill
She could see the valley barbecues
From her windowsill
See the blue pools in the squinting sun
Hear the hissing of summer lawns
Prompt: Two male android lovers, rusted and missing parts, scavenge a robot junkyard and try to rebuild each other late at night on the edge of a dystopian city.
Prompt: She was workin’ in a Go Go Bar
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin’ at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I’s just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, “Don’t I know your name?”
I muttered somethin’ underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue
Prompt: I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin’ for a while on a fishin’ boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue
Prompt: She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin’ away
I heard her say over my shoulder
“We’ll meet again someday on the avenue”
Tangled up in blue
Prompt: Early one mornin’ the sun was shinin’
I was layin’ in bed
Wond’rin’ if she’d changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama’s homemade dress
Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough
And I was standin’ on the side of the road
Rain fallin’ on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I’ve paid some dues gettin’ through
Tangled up in blue
Prompt: Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
Prompt: A group of handsome, well-dressed demons at a cafe table on a busy street corner, laughing, playing tarot cards, sipping goblets of lava on a hot summer afternoon as people go about their business.
Prompt: Marlon Brando as Johnny Strabler. From "The Wild One," Wearing a worn leather jacket, biker cap, bare-chested underneath, straddling his bike on a quaint Main Street Late At night, looking dangerous in this idyllic setting
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Prompt: Marlon Brando as Stanley Kowalski. Wearing a tight, sweaty T-shirt, stands by the window at night, looking out onto the seedy New Orleans street corner, the neon signs illuminating his muscular frame.
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.
