Prompt: Chocolate avenue with lollipops as trees and popsicle as street lamps and vanilla beach and jello ocean and cake shaped cars on a cocoa road. lemon sun. underwater sky. smiling chocolates.
Prompt: Taking the bus in the morning where most passengers looking like pale aliens ready to torture themselves. Amanita muscaria. toy soldiers. Oil painting, colorful, bright, painted impasto with thick palette knife.
Prompt: Rows and flows of angel hair. And ice cream castles in the air. And feather canyons everywhere. Looked at clouds that way. But now they only block the sun. They rain and they snow on everyone. So many things I would have done. But clouds got in my way. I've looked at clouds from both sides now. From up and down and still somehow. It's cloud illusions I recall. I really don't know clouds at all.
Prompt: I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
Prompt: Young blonde woman with her angry pitbull dog "Scooby-Doo" (barking at us) on their way through the grey forest to the Fountain. Bollywood 1960s style. Graffiti.
Prompt: Barbapapa as Ming the Merciless as teeth and eyeballs and long tongues as highways. Against the most possible disgusting aliens of the 13th universe humpabumpa.
Prompt: Girls painting while dancing with orange slices and supermarket in the style of Willem de Kooning. Clear lines. Citron slices. Polka dots. juniper berries.
Prompt: priest in a long white robe goes up steps into the deep forest. Death Flowers grow on the ground. gently green forest with slightly washed-out evening light. It's very quiet and the trees are listening.
Prompt: Surreal Broken Field hospital Ballett Dancing choreography in the streets of Dresden 1945. One-legged with crutches. City in ruins. Bone saw. Morphine mask. Fever dreams. Extremely busty nurses with red charity hearts on their chests. Gas masks. air pumps. periscope. stroboscope. anti-aircraft searchlights. Evil looking bombs. People in fear.
Prompt: "Aaahh!!! Real Monsters" as rotten teeth and eyeballs and long tongues as tentacles. Brains as trees. Figures of the circus. Against the most possible disgusting aliens of the 16th universe badaboom.
I am from Hamburg, Germany, make music as an improvisor and was a sound engineer for some time. since some time I make a living as database developer. A long time ago I wanted to study arts, but I gave up drawing in favor of music.
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.