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: 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: 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
Prompt: In a quaint village nestled between rolling hills and green meadows, there stood a small but bustling bakery owned by the humble Smith family. The Smiths were a close-knit peasant family, working together to provide the community with freshly baked bread.
Father, John Smith, was the pillar of the family and the skilled baker behind the delicious loaves that filled the shelves of their quaint shop. His hands, weathered from years of kneading dough, worked tirelessly to create bread that was both hearty and comforting.
Mother, Mary Smith, managed the front of the shop with a warm smile and a welcoming demeanor. She greeted customers with a genuine kindness that made them feel like they were stepping into a home away from home. Her secret recipe for a special jam that accompanied the bread had become a local favorite.
Their daughter, Emily, was the artistic soul of the family. She skillfully decorated the bread with intricate patterns and designs, adding a touch of creativity to their otherwise rustic loaves. Customers marveled at the beauty she infused into each creation.
The youngest member of the family, little Jake, eagerly helped in the shop, fetching ingredients and assisting wherever he could. His eyes widened with excitement as he watched the dough rise and transform into golden brown masterpieces.
Every morning, the Smith family woke up before the sun to prepare for the day ahead. The enticing aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the village, enticing locals to stop by the Smith family bakery. As the bell above the entrance jingled, the family greeted each customer with warmth, sharing stories and laughter.
Despite the simplicity of their lives, the Smiths found joy in their shared endeavor. The bread they sold wasn't just a product; it was a testament to the love, hard work, and unity of a family dedicated to serving their community with the simple pleasure .
Prompt: Nestled in the heart of the French countryside during the enchanting 1990s, the quaint village of Sainte-Claire exuded a timeless charm that captured the essence of provincial life. As you strolled along the cobblestone streets, bordered by charming half-timbered houses adorned with vibrant flower boxes, a palpable sense of warmth enveloped you.
The village square, a central hub of activity, boasted a picturesque fountain surrounded by wrought-iron benches where locals gathered for leisurely conversations. Tall plane trees provided shade, their leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. The air carried the delightful aroma of freshly baked baguettes from the nearby bakery, mingling with the fragrant perfume of blooming lavender that lined the edges of the square.
The houses, each with its unique character, were adorned with pastel-colored shutters and flower-covered balconies. Roses cascaded down stone walls, and ivy embraced the facades, creating a harmonious blend of nature and architecture. Wooden signs swung gently above doorways, bearing the names of the occupants in elegant, swirling script.
Winding lanes branched off from the main square, leading to hidden gems within the village. A charming boulangerie with a red-checkered awning offered an array of delectable pastries, drawing in locals and visitors alike. The friendly aroma of brewed coffee wafted from the nearby café, where residents gathered to share stories and savor the rich flavors of espresso.
As you explored further, the melodious chime of the church bells echoed through the narrow streets, signaling the passage of time. The village church, an architectural masterpiece with centuries-old stones weathered by history, stood proudly at the crest of a small hill. Its spire reached towards the heavens, a silent sentinel watching over the village.
The heartwarming sight of the village market, held weekly in the shadow of the church, brought the community together.
Prompt: Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty in Greek mythology, is an epitome of divine allure. Radiating ethereal grace, her beauty transcends mortal comprehension. Her luminous eyes, sparkling with passion, hold the secrets of love's enchantment. Flowing golden locks cascade like liquid sunlight, framing a face sculpted by divine artistry. Skin, as delicate as rose petals, exudes a celestial glow. Every movement embodies elegance, a ballet of grace that captures hearts. Aphrodite's beauty, a symphony of celestial aesthetics, transcends mortal beauty standards, leaving an indelible mark on the mythic tapestry of love and desire.
Prompt: Album Title: The Tortured Poet Department
Artist: Taylor Swift
Cover Description:
The album cover for Taylor Swift's "The Tortured Poet Department" exudes an air of mystery and melancholy, drawing the viewer into a world of dark fantasy and poetic introspection. The scene is set against a backdrop of a moonlit forest, where ancient trees loom overhead, their gnarled branches reaching towards the star-studded sky. Wisps of mist swirl around the trunks, adding an ethereal quality to the atmosphere.
In the foreground, Taylor Swift stands at the edge of a clearing, her figure silhouetted against the moonlight. She is dressed in flowing robes of midnight blue, adorned with intricate silver embroidery that glimmers in the pale light. Her expression is pensive, her eyes reflecting the weight of unseen burdens and the depth of unspoken emotions.
Around her, scattered throughout the forest, are scattered remnants of her poetic musings. Pages torn from leather-bound journals drift on the breeze, their words whispering secrets and sorrows to anyone who dares to listen. A lone raven perches on a nearby branch, its dark eyes fixed on Taylor with an air of knowing intelligence.
At the bottom of the cover, in elegant script, the album title "The Tortured Poet Department" is emblazoned in silver lettering, surrounded by delicate flourishes reminiscent of antique calligraphy. The title is framed by intricate border designs, reminiscent of wrought iron gates leading to a realm of mystery and imagination.
Overall, the album cover for "The Tortured Poet Department" captures the essence of Taylor Swift's introspective journey into the depths of her creative soul, inviting listeners to join her on a hauntingly beautiful exploration of love, loss, and the human experience.
Prompt: Title: Midnight Mirage
Verse 1:
In the silence of the night, where shadows dance with light,
We move like whispers in the dark, a secret we ignite.
With every step we take, the world begins to fade,
Caught up in the spell we weave, beneath the moon's cascade.
Pre-Chorus:
(Whispers in the night, we're lost in the twilight)
In the neon glow, we find our paradise.
(Hearts beating as one, under the midnight sun)
In this midnight mirage, we'll never say goodbye.
Chorus:
Midnight mirage, we're dancing on the edge,
Caught up in the magic, where dreams and reality converge.
In the echo of our laughter, we'll never be apart,
In this midnight mirage, you'll always have my heart.
Verse 2:
Through the city streets we roam, with secrets left untold,
Every heartbeat like a drum, a rhythm takes control.
In the flicker of the lights, our shadows intertwine,
Lost in this illusion, where time becomes divine.
Prompt: A pastel pink cropped tank with white piping pairs perfectly with high-waisted navy blue leggings adorned with tiny star patterns. Slip on some white canvas sneakers with pink accents for a touch of girly charm. Complete the look with a matching pink headband, perfect for keeping your hair in place during a fun day of outdoor activities.no inappropriate
Prompt: can see you standing, honey
With his arms around your body
Laughin', but the joke's not funny at all
And it took you five whole minutes
To pack us up and leave me with it
Holdin' all this love out here in the hall
I think I've seen this film before
And I didn't like the ending
You're not my homeland anymore
So what am I defending now?
You were my town
Now I'm in exile, seein' you out
I think I've seen this film before
I can see you starin', honey
Like he's just your understudy
Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me
Second, third, and hundredth chances
Balancin' on breaking branches
Those eyes add insult to injury
I think I've seen this film before
And I didn't like the ending
I'm not your problem anymore
So who am I offending now?
You were my crown
Now I'm in exile, seein' you out
I think I've seen this film before
So I'm leavin' out the side door
So step right out, there is no amount
Of crying I can do for you
All this time
We always walked a very thin line
You didn't even hear me out (you didn't even hear me out)
You never gave a warning sign (I gave so many signs)
All this time
I never learned to read your mind (never learned to read my mind)
I couldn't turn things around (you never turned things around)
'Cause you never gave a warning sign (I gave so many signs)
So many signs, so many signs
Prompt: Welcome to Enchanted Kingdom, the newest addition to the magical world of Disney! Step into a realm where dreams come to life and adventures await around every corner. Explore enchanting lands inspired by beloved Disney stories, from the whimsical wonders of Fantasy Forest to the futuristic excitement of Tomorrowland.
Embark on thrilling rides and attractions that transport you to worlds beyond imagination. Join your favorite characters on epic journeys, from soaring through the skies with Aladdin to plunging into the depths of the ocean with Ariel. Don't forget to meet and greet beloved Disney princesses, heroes, and villains throughout the park.
Indulge in delicious treats and meals fit for royalty at our themed restaurants and snack stands. Whether you crave a Mickey-shaped treat or a gourmet feast, there's something for every palate.
Immerse yourself in dazzling parades, spectacular fireworks shows, and captivating entertainment that will leave you spellbound.
With its magical ambiance and endless adventures, Enchanted Kingdom is where memories are made and dreams come true for the whole family. Start your unforgettable journey today at the most magical place on earth!
Prompt: Once upon a sunny day, there was the most awesome playground ever, built by us, the coolest third graders in the whole universe! It had everything you could ever dream of: a massive rainbow slide that made you feel like you were flying, swings that reached all the way up to the clouds, and a jungle gym so huge you could get lost in it (but don't worry, there's a secret tunnel to escape)!
But wait, there's more! We added a super-duper bouncy castle that never deflates, a snack shack filled with unlimited ice cream, and a giant sandbox where you can dig for treasure (spoiler: there's chocolate gold coins buried in there)!
Oh, and did I mention the treehouse? Yeah, we built that too, with a secret password to get in (it's "best friends forever," of course). Inside, there's a magical potion station where you can mix up potions that give you superpowers (like flying or turning invisible).
Our playground isn't just fun, it's a magical wonderland where imagination rules and friendship reigns supreme. So come on over and let's play until the sun goes down and the stars come out to join the fun!
Prompt: The story starts when it was hot and it was summer
And, I had it all I had him right there where I wanted him
She came along, got him alone, and let's hear the applause
She took him faster than you could say sabotage
I never saw it coming, nor would I have suspected it
I underestimated just who I was dealing with
She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum
She underestimated just who she was stealing from
Prompt: In the heart of the picturesque Italian countryside, the opulent royal family of Montebello reigned with unparalleled grandeur. Their ancestral castle stood as a testament to centuries of regal extravagance, adorned with gilded trimmings, frescoed ceilings, and sprawling gardens that echoed with the whispers of history.
At the pinnacle of this noble lineage was Princess Isabella, the firstborn and the epitome of ethereal beauty. Renowned as the most beautiful woman in the world, Isabella's grace and charm captivated the hearts of all who beheld her. Her golden locks cascaded like liquid sunlight, and her eyes sparkled with a regal allure that could enchant even the most stoic hearts.
The royal court buzzed with anticipation as whispers spread of Isabella's impending marriage to the dashing French prince, Henri. The union between these two illustrious families promised to unite not just their kingdoms but also the romantic dreams of a continent. Lavish celebrations were planned, with the promise of a spectacle that would etch itself into the annals of history, commemorating the union of two nations and the undying love between Isabella and her French prince.
Prompt: Galactic Salvage Crew:
Setting: In a distant future, players control a team of intergalactic salvage experts equipped with retro-futuristic spacesuits. Their mission is to explore abandoned space stations filled with hazards and retrieve valuable artifacts while avoiding hostile alien creatures. The game combines classic platformer mechanics with a space exploration theme, featuring pixel art reminiscent of 8-bit and 16-bit eras.
Prompt: In the magical land of Sweden, there's this super awesome village called Swedentopia. It's the most beautiful place ever! Picture this: colorful houses standing tall by the sparkling canals, like a rainbow painting on water. The air is filled with laughter as happy villagers paddle their boats to school and work. Ducks quack along the canals, making everything feel like a fairy tale. The cobblestone streets lead to cozy cafes with yummy Swedish treats, and everyone says "Hej!" with big smiles. Swedentopia is like a dreamy storybook village, where every day is a happy adventure!
Prompt: Macro photo of a grilled salmon fillet in teriyaki sauce, with potatoes on the side, on a table, with utensils and orange juice glass, in a blurred restaurant.
Prompt: A tranquil scene unfolds on canvas as sunlight bathes a serene landscape. Verdant hills cascade under a clear azure sky, while a lazy river meanders through the canvas, reflecting the warm hues of the setting sun. Wisps of cotton candy clouds dance above, casting a gentle glow on the idyllic scene. Delicate brushstrokes capture the essence of tranquility, inviting viewers into a moment of serene contemplation amidst nature's timeless beauty.
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.
