Prompt: Beyond what meets the naked eye,
Lies a world unseen, where mysteries lie.
A realm of wonders, hidden from sight,
Unveiling its secrets, with curious might.
In the whispers of the wind, a tale is told,
Of unseen forces, both young and old.
In the rustling leaves, a secret dance,
In the silent stars, a cosmic trance.
Beneath the waves, in the depths below,
A world alive, with creatures aglow.
In the quiet night, a realm of dreams,
Unseen by many, yet bursting with gleams.
In the realms of the mind, thoughts take flight,
In the realms of the heart, emotions ignite.
A world of feelings, unseen but real,
A complex tapestry, we deeply feel.
The Unseen World, a treasure trove,
Of wonders waiting, to be behove.
A realm of magic, yet to be explored,
A mystery waiting, to be adored.
So let us open our hearts and minds,
To the Unseen World, where beauty binds.
With curiosity and awe, let us delve,
Into the mysteries, we long to unravel.
Prompt: A magical quest, begins anew,
A journey to a world unknown, so true.
With a heart of wonder, and eyes aglow,
Embarking on an adventure, to watch it grow.
A quest for magic, in every corner,
Seeking enchantment, with hearts warmer.
Through mystical forests, and ancient ruins,
Discovering wonders, with each step, no ruing.
Meeting magical beings, with powers so grand,
Unraveling secrets, in a magical land.
With spells and potions, and charms so bright,
A quest for magic, is a wondrous sight.
Facing challenges, and overcoming fears,
With courage and determination, as it nears.
Unlocking mysteries, and solving riddles,
A quest for magic, with many twists and middles.
In the end, a treasure awaits,
A reward so precious, beyond the gates.
A heart fulfilled, with memories dear,
A magical quest, a journey clear.
For a magical quest, is not just the end,
But the journey itself, a true friend.
With lessons learned, and memories made,
A treasure trove, that will never fade
Prompt: A fiery romance, a burning desire,
A love that blazes, with a passionate fire.
Igniting hearts, with flames of love,
A bond so strong, it soars above.
Embers of passion, sparking and bright,
A flame that burns, both day and night.
A chemistry electric, a spark so true,
A fiery romance, between me and you.
Like flames that dance, in a wild embrace,
Our love ignites, with a fiery pace.
With hearts ablaze, and souls entwined,
A love so fierce, it's one of a kind.
Through trials and tests, the fire still burns,
A love that's unwavering, it always yearns.
Through stormy weather, and darkest night,
Our fiery romance, remains a guiding light.
With passion as fuel, and love as the flame,
Our fiery romance, burns with no shame.
A love that's fierce, and stands the test,
A fire that's eternal, it's truly the best.
So let us cherish, this fiery love,
A bond so strong, it's a gift from above.
A romance that's fiery, and burns so bright,
A love that's eternal, with flames of delight.
Prompt: Sails billow, wind at the helm,
Setting course for the unknown realm.
A ship sets sail, bound for the sea,
A final journey, wild and free.
Crewmates brave, hearts full of zest,
Savoring each sunset, feeling blessed.
They navigate uncharted lands,
With courage and with steady hands.
Adventures sought, and tales retold,
As memories shimmer, bright as gold.
The stars above, a guiding light,
Through stormy seas and darkest night.
Yet time does pass, and winds do wane,
As they approach the final lane.
The ship now slows, the shore draws near,
The end of voyage, bittersweet and clear.
The captain smiles, a knowing glance,
Embracing fate's eternal dance.
For though this voyage may have ceased,
The legacy will never be released.
The last voyage, a cherished tale,
Of courage, love, and winds that sail.
A legacy left, a story to be told,
As new horizons start to unfold.
Prompt: A primitive anthropomorphic squirrel shaman near a cauldron, in worn tribal clothing, witch doctor, potions, bone necklace, high detail, super detail, clear quality, colorfulness, high resolution
highly detailed cinematic lighting 4k dynamic lighting crisp quality cinematic postprocessing
Prompt: Fluffy, curious dragon in a basket. detailed fur, big eyes. Background daisies and ushrooms
studio lighting photorealistic concept art photo digital art adorable Fan art serene
Prompt: The whispering wind, a gentle song,
Serenades the trees all day long.
With rustling leaves and gentle sighs,
It soothes the earth and clears the skies.
It tells a tale of distant lands,
Of far-off shores and shifting sands.
Of ancient wisdom, untold stories,
Of fleeting joys and hidden glories.
It carries secrets, shared in hush,
From leaf to leaf, in gentle rush.
It whispers dreams and hopes anew,
With whispered words that ring so true.
So, listen closely to the breeze,
As it whispers through the swaying trees.
For in its whispers, you may find,
A treasure trove for heart and mind.
Prompt: A cursed amulet, a tale of woe,
A trinket with a sinister glow.
Its beauty lures with an eerie charm,
But beneath lies a dark and dire harm.
Once worn with pride, a coveted treasure,
But soon brings misfortune without measure.
Its curse brings anguish, pain and plight,
A haunting presence through the night.
It tempts with power, it tempts with greed,
But its curse is cruel, indeed.
For those who dare to wear its chain,
Are bound by a malevolent strain.
Misfortune follows in its wake,
As hearts are shattered, souls forsake.
A cursed amulet, a haunting spell,
Its malevolence none can quell.
Those who seek to break its curse,
Must face a trial that's dire and terse.
With courage, wisdom, and resolve,
They may find a way to absolve.
But the cursed amulet, a lesson taught,
That power and greed are dearly bought.
For treasures tainted by dark desire,
Can bring a curse that never tires.
Prompt: In sweetest notes, a melodious romance,
A symphony of hearts in perfect dance.
A serenade of love, so pure and true,
A harmonious duet, me and you.
With strings of passion, and keys of desire,
We play our melody, a burning fire.
Our hearts entwined in a sweet refrain,
A symphony of love that will remain.
Each verse is whispered, a gentle caress,
Our souls entangled in a loving duress.
In perfect harmony, our love takes flight,
A symphony of emotions, soaring to new heights.
Our melodies blend, in perfect sync,
A love so deep, it makes us think,
That this romance, a symphony divine,
Will play forever, in hearts entwined.
So let us dance to our love's sweet sound,
A melodious romance, forever profound.
A symphony of love, a harmonious embrace,
That fills our hearts with endless grace.
Prompt: an athletic man in frilly silver armor with black patterns; blonde hair, green eyes; realistic painting by Akihiko Yoshida, Mikhail Vrube, hiper-realistic,
Prompt: A Young "Popeye The Sailor Man" by artist Elzie Crisler Segar, artist George Wildman Style, Illustration Art, Storybook Style, Animated Art, Children's cartoon theme
Prompt: In the jungle's deep and wild,
Lies a tale of treasure, undefiled.
Legends tell of a city of gold,
A secret place, untold, untold.
Explorers sought it, far and wide,
Through perilous paths, they did ride.
With maps and clues, they sought the way,
To find the city where riches lay.
But time has passed, and all is lost,
The city's secrets, forever tossed.
Legends now whisper, in shadows dim,
Of a fabled place, now grown so dim.
The Lost City of Gold, a myth so old,
A story of riches, untold, untold.
Yet dreams persist, of a fortune found,
In the jungle's depths, underground.
So, adventurers, with hearts so bold,
Still chase the legend, untold, untold.
Through vines and ruins, they tread with care,
Hoping to find what lies hidden there.
But beware, for the jungle holds its traps,
With dangers lurking, ready to snap.
The Lost City of Gold, a mystery untold,
A treasure yet to be found, so we're told.
Prompt: At the Masquerade Ball, the masks abound,
A waltz of secrets, where mysteries are found.
Ladies and gents, in masks of disguise,
With hidden faces and enigmatic eyes.
In elegant gowns and dapper attire,
They dance and twirl, with a touch of desire.
Masks of silk, feathers, and lace,
Concealing identities, with grace.
Whispers and laughter, a flirtatious game,
As they dance and sway, in the candlelight's flame.
Who's behind the mask, no one can tell,
As they revel in the masquerade spell.
But as the night fades, and masks come off,
The truth is revealed, with a subtle cough.
For beneath the veneer of mystery and allure,
Lies the beauty of honesty, pure and sure.
The Masquerade Ball, a fleeting delight,
A dance of enchantment, that fades into night.
Yet memories linger, of a magical affair,
A masquerade of moments, beyond compare.
Biomorphic treehouse with biomorphic structure sym
Model:
Artistic
Size:
1643 X 1278
(2.10 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Biomorphic treehouse with biomorphic structure symbiosis of waterfall and tree, Autumn colors, Autumn leaves floating in the water, by Jacek Jerka, Gediminas Prankevicius, Stefan Morrell, super-detailed, insanely complex, golden ratio
Prompt: In a realm where shadows creep,
Lies a path that's dark and deep.
A quest so dire, a test so grave,
Only the bold and brave may brave.
Through haunted forests and eerie caves,
Where lurking beasts await like waves.
With swords and shields, they press ahead,
Their hearts with courage tightly wed.
Through riddles, traps, and deadly foes,
They face the darkness as it grows.
Their determination never wanes,
Despite the perils and the strains.
For a treasure rare and wondrous lies,
That only those who dare, may prize.
They journey on, their spirits bright,
Guided by hope's unwavering light.
Though danger looms at every turn,
Their fiery resolve continues to burn.
Till they emerge, triumphant and true,
Victorious in the quest they pursue.
With scars and tales of valor earned,
They return, their lesson learned.
For in the darkness, they have found,
That courage shines, most profound.
A Grandmother and a grandson eating a cherry pie a
Model:
Artistic
Size:
903 X 1161
(1.05 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A Grandmother and a grandson eating a cherry pie at the kitchen table, by Jean-Baptiste Monge, watercolor and ink, intricate details, fantasy, beautiful, award winning, colorful, fantastic view, crisp quality
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.
