Prompt: asian model, preserve original aspect ratio, clear eyes, detailed eyes, bright eyes, smooth and realistic portrait, smooth and intricate, high definition, realistic, clear and detailed eyes
Prompt: Behold the words of prophecy, divine,
Unveiling mysteries of the end of time,
In Patmos' isle, John, the seer,
A vision of grandeur did appear.
The sky ablaze with glory's light,
A sight that filled him with awe and fright,
A voice like thunder, a trumpet's call,
A vision majestic, surpassing all.
In robes of white, the Son of Man,
His eyes like fire, a master plan,
Seven stars, seven lampstands bright,
Symbolizing churches, in His sight.
The Alpha, Omega, the First, the Last,
The Living One, the die He cast,
Exiled on the isle, John did see,
The unveiling of eternity.
His pen did capture, with trembling hand,
The vision's essence, the truth so grand,
To the seven churches, a warning sent,
A call to repent, to be fervent.
Apocalyptic visions, unveiled to view,
A revelation of the things anew,
A glimpse of heaven, a glimpse of hell,
A prophecy foretelling, the final bell.
The Book of Revelations, Chapter One,
A prelude to mysteries, yet to be done,
A poetic saga, of visions bright,
A call to seek wisdom, and walk in the light.
Prompt: Behold, the Book of Revelations, Chapter 2,
Unfolds the letters, the messages anew.
Seven churches, in distant lands,
Received these words from His divine hands.
To Ephesus, the first He spoke,
Their love had waned, a fire once broke,
Return to the fervor of days of old,
Or lose the light, so precious and bold.
Smyrna, the second, faced affliction dire,
Fear not, be faithful, stay strong in the fire,
A crown of life, the victor's prize,
For those who endure, till the sun doth rise.
Pergamum, the third, dwelt where Satan's throne lay,
Warning of false teachings, leading astray,
Repent and turn from the wicked's ways,
Or face the sword, and its piercing blaze.
Thyatira, the fourth, commended for love,
Yet tolerate not the false prophet's glove,
Hold fast to truth, and the morning star,
To rule the nations, from realms afar.
Sardis, the fifth, appeared alive, yet dead,
Wake up, strengthen, remember what was said,
Not a few, but worthy, shall walk in white,
In the Book of Life, their names in sight.
Prompt: Behold, the Book of Revelations, Chapter 3,
A call to rise, a plea to see,
To churches, seven, the messages sent,
To awaken, revive, and not relent.
To Sardis, the first, a wake-up call,
A name that lives, but strength did fall,
Repent, and strengthen what remains,
Lest death's cold grip, your soul enchains.
Philadelphia, the second, found favor's door,
A faithful church, to shine evermore,
With open doors, none can shut tight,
Blessings poured, in His radiant light.
To Laodicea, the third, a stern rebuke,
Lukewarm and self-sufficient, they mistook,
Buy gold refined, white garments wear,
Anoint your eyes, with heavenly care.
Ephesus, the fourth, once loved Him strong,
But lost their first love, as time prolonged,
Return, repent, and do the deeds,
Or face removal, of lampstand's seeds.
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,
In Pergamum, the fifth, warnings run,
Against false teachings, they must strive,
To conquer and gain, the gift of life.
To Smyrna, the sixth, persecution's fire,
Prompt: Behold, the Book of Revelations, Chapter 4,
A scene of awe, a heavenly door,
A vision of glory, a sight to behold,
As John the prophet's eyes behold.
A throne, resplendent, set in heaven above,
Radiating majesty, and boundless love,
The Ancient of Days, in glory arrayed,
Surrounded by rainbow hues, a sight portrayed.
Twenty-four elders, adorned in white,
Crowned with gold, in dazzling light,
Seated around the throne, in reverence and praise,
Casting their crowns, in awe-filled gaze.
Flashes of lightning, thunders loud,
A sea of glass, before the throne, a shroud,
Living creatures, four, with eyes all around,
Praising God's name, with a majestic sound.
Holy, holy, holy, they proclaim,
Worthy, Lord God, is Your name,
Creator of all, by Your will they exist,
In worship and adoration, they persist.
The elders fall down, in worship and awe,
Casting their crowns, in reverence they draw,
Honor, glory, and thanks, they bring,
To the One on the throne, their praises sing.
The scene, so majestic, a glimpse of the divine,
In Revelations Chapter 4, a heavenly sign,
A throne of glory, a glimpse of eternity,
A vision of worship, in heavenly fraternity.
Prompt: Behold, the Book of Revelations, Chapter 5,
A scene of wonder, a tale alive,
A scroll, sealed with seven seals,
A mystery, revealed as prophecy unveils.
A mighty angel, with a booming voice,
Proclaims, "Who is worthy? Make your choice!"
But none on earth or heaven could be found,
To open the scroll, with mysteries profound.
John, the prophet, weeps in despair,
No one is found, the scroll to bear,
Until, behold, the Lamb appears,
The Lion of Judah, all doubts He clears.
The Lamb, once slain, now standing tall,
In victory, He has conquered all,
With seven horns, and seven eyes,
He takes the scroll, to the world's surprise.
The elders and creatures, fall in awe,
As incense rises, in worship they draw,
New songs of redemption, they raise in praise,
To the Lamb who's worthy, with awe-filled gaze.
For He was slain, and has redeemed,
A people for God, as it was deemed,
From every tribe, language, and race,
Bought by His blood, His love and grace.
The Lamb's triumph, a scene so grand,
In Revelations Chapter 5, we understand,
The victory of Christ, the Lamb who's slain,
Proclaiming His glory, in eternal reign.
Prompt: Behold, the Book of Revelations, Chapter 6,
A tale of visions, a prophetic fix,
The Lamb's opening of the seven seals,
Revealing events, the world's fate reveals.
The first seal broken, a white horse rides,
Conquering, victorious, a deceiver's guise,
A false peace proclaimed, but strife's lurking near,
Deception spreads, with a sinister sneer.
The second seal, a fiery red horse released,
War and bloodshed, the earth is creased,
Men slay each other, with weapons of hate,
Violence rampant, a dire state.
The third seal opened, a black horse rides,
Famine and scarcity, the world divides,
A voice cries out, "A quart of wheat for a denarius!",
As hunger grips, a haunting chorus.
The fourth seal broken, a pale horse appears,
Death and Hades, with their fearsome spears,
Claiming lives, with devastating might,
Pestilence and death, a somber sight.
The fifth seal opened, the martyrs' cry,
Under the altar, their souls do lie,
Calling for justice, avenge their blood,
Their faithfulness, in persecution's flood.
Prompt: Behold, the Book of Revelations, Chapter 7,
A tale of redemption, a heavenly haven,
A vision of hope, amidst trials and woes,
Of God's faithful, in multitudes it shows.
John, the prophet, sees a great multitude,
No one could count, from every latitude,
Clothed in white, with palm branches in hand,
Worshipping God, in a joyous band.
Sealed with His mark, on their foreheads bright,
Protected and chosen, in His loving sight,
From every tribe, language, and nation,
A diverse assembly, in adoration.
They've come through great tribulation,
Washed in the Lamb's blood, a glorious salvation,
They cry out with praises, to the Lamb on the throne,
Their Shepherd, their Savior, their very own.
No more hunger, thirst, or scorching heat,
God Himself, their tears will gently beat,
He'll wipe away all sorrows from their eyes,
In His presence, eternal joy will arise.
Angels and elders, join in the praise,
Of the redeemed, in heavenly gaze,
Salvation belongs to our God and the Lamb,
Forever and ever, the eternal I AM.
Prompt: Behold, the Book of Revelations, Chapter 8,
A cosmic chaos, a fearsome fate,
The Lamb's opening of the seventh seal,
Unleashing events, with power to reveal.
Silence falls, for half an hour,
As seven angels prepare with holy power,
Golden censers, filled with incense sweet,
Offered before God's mercy seat.
The prayers of saints, rise up to the sky,
Mixed with fire, they ascend on high,
The angel casts them on the earth below,
Thunders, noises, a fearsome show.
The first trumpet sounds, hail and fire,
Mixed with blood, a burning pyre,
A third of earth, trees, and grass,
Devoured by flames, in a fiery pass.
The second trumpet blows, a great mountain,
Burning with fire, like a fiery fountain,
It plunges into the sea with a mighty crash,
A third of sea turns to blood, in a vicious splash.
The third trumpet sounds, a blazing star,
Falls on rivers, and streams afar,
Wormwood poisons waters, with bitterness,
Many die, in a toxic distress.
The fourth trumpet rings, a darkened sky,
A third of sun, moon, and stars, oh my!
Prompt: Fantastical bejeweled harlequin cat with peacock feathers, by Louis Wain, by Catherine Abel, oil on canvas, beautiful, high details, ultra detailed, crisp quality, colourful, high definition
Prompt: House at Easter. highly detailed, digital painting, elegant, intricate, colourful, pixel art, sense of depth, dramatic lighting, hd, 3d, smooth color gradients, large brush strokes
Prompt: A selfie a beautiful busty girl on the beach, full face, wearing a glowing pink bikini, black long hair, big breasts, daylight, very detailed, perfect cleavage, ultradetailed, high definition, 4k
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.