Prompt: We gather here, we line up
Weepin' in a sunlit room, and
If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too
Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe
All the hell you gave me?
'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you
'Til my dying day
I didn't have it in myself to go with grace
And you're the hero flying around, saving face
And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?
Cursing my name, wishing I stayed
Look at how my tears ricochet
We gather stones, never knowing what they'll mean
Some to throw, some to make a diamond ring
You know I didn't want to have to haunt you
But what a ghostly scene
You wear the same jewels that I gave you
As you bury me
I didn't have it in myself to go with grace
'Cause when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave
And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?
Cursing my name, wishing I stayed
Look at how my tears ricochet
Prompt: Bathed in the ethereal glow of the moonlit night, she emerged from the depths with an otherworldly allure that ensnared the hearts of sailors. Her long, flowing locks cascaded like liquid silver, reflecting the lustrous light that danced upon the ocean's surface. A voice as melodic as the ocean's waves beckoned, drawing those who heard it into a mesmerizing trance. Her eyes, an enchanting shade of seafoam green, held a mysterious depth that hinted at untold secrets. Adorned with iridescent scales that shimmered in the moonlight, she embodied the irresistible charm of a siren, a bewitching creature of the sea.
Prompt: Imagine a charming vintage setting with warm, muted colors and soft lighting. The couple, dressed in elegant vintage attire, is seated at a beautifully carved wooden table. The table is adorned with a lace tablecloth, delicate china teacups, and a vintage teapot.
The husband, in a well-tailored suit, is holding a teapot, pouring tea into his wife's cup. The wife, wearing a flowing vintage dress, is sitting across from him, smiling warmly. They are surrounded by antique furniture, perhaps with a vintage wallpaper background, creating a cozy and romantic atmosphere.
Soft sunlight streams through lace curtains, casting a gentle glow on the scene. A vase of fresh flowers sits on the table, adding a touch of nature to the setting. Perhaps there's a vintage record player nearby, playing soft music to enhance the nostalgic ambiance.
This picturesque scene captures the essence of a bygone era, celebrating the joy and intimacy of a young married couple sharing a quiet moment over a cup of tea.
Prompt: In the quiet of the night, a lone guitar weeps its sorrowful melody. A haunting voice whispers of shattered dreams and lost love. Each note is a tear, each chord a heartache. Memories flood in, drowning the soul in a sea of despair. The song echoes through empty halls, a lament for what was and what will never be again.
Prompt: Pomegranate with almandine garnet arils a bowl of ruby pomegranates in a room full of treasure, cut pomegranate, dragons horde, stacks of gold coins, gold cups.
Prompt: In the tapestry of ancient mythology, there exists a divine figure whose essence flows like the finest vintage: Oenodia, the revered wine goddess. With locks of golden vines cascading down her celestial form, she embodies the spirit of viniculture and the joy of the grape harvest.
Oenodia's presence is felt in every vineyard, her gentle touch coaxing the grapes to ripen to perfection. She is depicted with a chalice overflowing with ambrosial wine, a symbol of abundance and celebration. Her laughter echoes through the hillsides as mortals partake in the fruits of her labor, savoring each sip with reverence.
As the guardian of wine-making knowledge, Oenodia imparts her wisdom to those who honor her with devotion. Winemakers offer libations in her name, seeking her blessings for bountiful harvests and impeccable vintages. In return, she bestows upon them the secrets of fermentation and aging, ensuring that their wines achieve unparalleled excellence.
Though millennia have passed since her worship flourished, Oenodia's legacy endures, woven into the fabric of viticulture and celebrated in every glass raised in tribute to her divine essence.
Prompt: In the heart of the Aegean Sea lies the newly discovered ancient land of Aeolantis, shrouded in myth and mystery. Believed to have been lost to the depths millennia ago, Aeolantis has recently resurfaced, revealing its rich cultural heritage and captivating ruins.
Nestled amidst rugged cliffs and azure waters, Aeolantis boasts a diverse landscape of verdant valleys, cascading waterfalls, and ancient forests teeming with exotic flora and fauna. The remnants of grand temples, palaces, and amphitheaters stand as testament to the once-thriving civilization that flourished here.
Legend has it that Aeolantis was founded by the legendary hero Aeolus, who was gifted the land by the gods themselves. Its inhabitants were said to be skilled seafarers and artisans, renowned for their mastery of navigation, pottery, and sculpture.
The discovery of Aeolantis has ignited a frenzy of archaeological exploration and scholarly debate, as experts seek to unravel its enigmatic past. Visitors flock from far and wide to marvel at its archaeological wonders, soak in its natural beauty, and immerse themselves in its captivating history.
As the sun sets over the horizon, casting a golden glow upon the ancient ruins, one cannot help but feel a sense of awe and wonder at the timeless allure of Aeolantis, a land reborn from the depths of myth and legend.
Prompt: An exaggerated female face is the centerpiece, staring into the camera, with a bustling urban streetscape merged within her facial features. The cityscape is notably prominent in her features, as if seen in the reflections in her eyes and lips. The face appears to be melting, with golden liquid metal dripping from the eyes and lips, flowing over the incorporated city scene, creating a sense of movement and surrealism. The golden flow not only imparts a vivid sense of dynamism to the image but also accentuates the role of the urban landscape in the visual narrative.
Prompt: The arcade is a magical place with colorful lights that sparkle like stars. There are games that beep and boop, inviting you to play. Bright tokens jingle in pockets as laughter dances in the air. It's like a rainbow of fun where friends share giggles and prizes make hearts soar!
Prompt: In the small coastal town of Eldridge, where the rhythmic lull of the waves served as a constant backdrop, lived an old lighthouse keeper named Captain Tobias. He had spent decades tending to the towering beacon that guided ships safely through treacherous waters. As the years passed, Captain Tobias became a living legend, his weathered face and salt-and-pepper beard a testament to a life spent in the service of sailors.
One stormy night, a ship named "Sea Serenity" found itself ensnared in the clutches of a tempest. Waves crashed violently against the vessel, threatening to swallow it whole. Desperate, the captain of Sea Serenity sent out a distress signal, hoping against hope for a glimmer of salvation.
Captain Tobias, despite his age, sprang into action. He climbed the spiraling staircase of the lighthouse with a determination that belied his years. The rain lashed against his face as he reached the lantern room, where the beam awaited its cue. With weathered hands, he adjusted the lens, causing the brilliant light to pierce through the stormy darkness.
The powerful glow of Eldridge Lighthouse cut through the tempest, casting a lifeline to the beleaguered Sea Serenity. The ship, guided by the beacon, navigated the tumultuous sea with newfound hope. The crew members, once resigned to their fate, began to see the distant shore as a promise of safety.
As the storm subsided and the first rays of dawn painted the sky, Sea Serenity sailed into the harbor, greeted by cheers from grateful sailors. Captain Tobias, with a weary smile, watched from the lighthouse, knowing that his enduring dedication had once again saved lives at sea.
The tale of Captain Tobias and the night he single-handedly battled the tempest became a legend in Eldridge, passed down through generations.
Prompt: In a tranquil meadow, a lone cherry blossom tree stands, its delicate petals gently falling. Beneath its branches, a weathered swing sways, untouched by laughter. The tree, once a witness to joy, now carries the weight of a poignant love story. Two souls, inseparable in youth, carved their initials on the bark—a testament to eternal love. As time unfolded, circumstances forced them apart, leaving the tree to bear witness to their heartache. Each falling petal whispers the untold tales of lost moments and dreams unfulfilled. The swing, frozen in time, sways with the breeze, echoing the melancholy of a love that transcends the boundaries of temporal existence.
Prompt: In the climactic final scene of "Avengers: Endgame," the surviving heroes gather to mourn the sacrifice of Tony Stark (Iron Man). The funeral takes place at Stark's lakeside home, where his arc reactor is set adrift on the water. The moment is filled with poignant emotions as characters from across the Marvel Cinematic Universe pay their respects. Captain America passes on his shield to Sam Wilson (Falcon), signaling a passing of the torch. Thor appoints Valkyrie as the new ruler of New Asgard, and Peter Parker (Spider-Man) reunites with his friend Ned at school. The scene encapsulates a bittersweet farewell and a sense of closure for the original Avengers, while also setting the stage for the next phase in the MCU. The film concludes with the promise of new adventures and the enduring legacy of Earth's mightiest heroes.
Prompt: The sun cast a golden hue over the picturesque landscape of an exquisite Italian villa, surrounded by lush greenery and blooming gardens. As the soft breeze carried the fragrance of fresh flowers, the air was filled with an aura of romance and anticipation. The setting was nothing short of a fairy tale, befitting the union of an Italian princess and a French prince.
A fleet of meticulously crafted drones soared gracefully through the sky, capturing every moment of this grand event from above. The drones, equipped with state-of-the-art cameras, painted a mesmerizing picture of opulence and splendor. They weaved through the air, capturing the sprawling grounds of the villa, adorned with elegant floral arrangements and cascading water features.
The courtyard, where the ceremony unfolded, was a vision of regality. A white, flower-laden aisle led to a breathtaking altar adorned with gilded accents and delicate fabrics billowing in the wind. The Italian princess, draped in a gown that seemed to defy gravity, walked towards her French prince with an ethereal grace.
The drones captured the exchange of vows beneath a canopy of flowers, as the couple pledged their eternal love. The Italian sun cast a warm glow on the gathered guests, who were dressed in the most exquisite attire, creating a sea of vibrant colors that contrasted against the immaculate backdrop.
Prompt: The Persian cat, a creature of undeniable charm and elegance, epitomizes feline beauty with its plush, luxurious coat and distinctive flat-face features. Adorned in a coat of various hues, from the softest creams to the deepest blacks, the Persian's fur drapes gracefully, creating an aura of regality. Large, expressive eyes, often in shades of brilliant copper or mesmerizing blue, contribute to its captivating allure.
This feline aristocrat is characterized by its distinctive brachycephalic face, adorned with a button nose and tiny, rounded ears. The Persian cat's sweet, docile demeanor complements its physical beauty, making it a beloved companion for those seeking a tranquil and affectionate pet. The gentle purring and the soft pad of its dainty paws add to the overall charm, inviting cuddles and creating an enchanting presence. The Persian cat stands as a living masterpiece, a harmonious blend of beauty, poise, and tender companionship, leaving an indelible mark on the hearts of those fortunate enough to share their lives with this endearing feline friend.
Prompt: A very nice village with a tumbledown, semi-derelict cottage in Yorkshire. with huge and nicely kept garden’s with swings and slides for children to play with a canal flowing down and clear blue sky and no litter and every house had a front yard and back yard with beautiful male and female people. With a view of all the houses in the block and every house has a mailbox.
Prompt: Well, my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry
And my jazz collection's rare
I can play most anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm talking about my generation
Talking about that newer nation
And if you don't like it, you can beat it
Beat it, baby
You never liked the way I said it
If you don't get it, then forget it
They say I'm too young to love you
They say I'm too dumb to see
They judge me like a picture book
By the colors, like they forgot to read
I think we're like fire and water
I think we're like the wind and sea
You're burnin' up, I'm coolin' down
You're up, I'm down
You're blind, I see
They say I'm too young to love you
I don't know what I need
They think I don't understand
The freedom land of the seventies
I think I'm too cool to know ya
You say I'm like the ice, I freeze
I'm churnin' out novels like
Beat poetry on Amphetamines
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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