Prompt: In the heart of nature's beauty bright,
A yurt stands tall, a wondrous sight,
A circular home, with canvas walls,
Where nature's sounds are nature's calls.
A cozy fire in the center burns,
As the family gathers for their turns,
Sharing stories, laughter, and love,
In this peaceful haven, like a dove.
The gentle breeze sings through the yurt,
As the day draws to a close, and the night takes birth,
The stars twinkle above, the moon shines bright,
And the yurt becomes a beacon of light.
Living in a yurt is a simple life,
Free from stress, free from strife,
Where the beauty of nature's charm,
Keeps the heart and soul from harm.
So come and live in a yurt so fair,
Embrace the peace and joy in the air,
For in this home, you'll find a new start,
And the simplicity of life will fill your heart.
Prompt: On the road with no real end,
A highway vagabond, my only friend.
Miles and miles of open land,
My soul yearning for a place to stand.
The wind in my hair, the sun on my skin,
Living a life free of any sin.
The journey is long, the path unclear,
But my spirit is wild, my heart sincere.
From town to town, I roam and explore,
Hoping to find what I'm looking for.
The world is vast, and I am small,
But I'll keep moving, standing tall.
For I am a highway vagabond,
A wanderer, a nomad, and beyond.
My destiny is written in the wind,
And I'll keep chasing it until the end.
Prompt: The ocean roars with mighty waves,
Its endless depths a watery grave.
A force to be reckoned with, no doubt,
A power that can bring both life and drought.
But beneath its surface, there's a pain,
A lament that echoes like a mournful refrain.
For the ocean, too, can feel the hurt,
As pollution and destruction make it desert.
Oh, how the ocean cries and moans,
As it watches its creatures turn to bones.
It pleads for help, for change to come,
Before all its beauty is left undone.
So let us hear the ocean's lament,
And work together to make a dent.
For only then can we hope to save,
The mighty ocean's eternal wave.
Prompt: With flickering glow and dancing light,
The burning flame ignites the night,
Its warmth and radiance in our sight,
A beacon of hope, shining bright.
It dances freely, uncontrolled,
A symbol of passion, fierce and bold,
Its energy captivating, behold,
A fiery spirit that cannot be told.
Oh, burning flame, you inspire,
With your unwavering, intense fire,
You give us courage to reach higher,
And chase our dreams, with fierce desire.
Prompt: Fading memories, slipping away,
Moments once cherished, now in disarray,
Images blurred, colors turned gray,
The past we shared, now beginning to fray.
Laughter and joy, now distant echoes,
Happy times, but now only shadows,
Memories fade, like the evening's glow,
Leaving us with nothing but sorrow.
But even as the memories wane,
Our love remains, forever to sustain,
For the present and future, we will retain,
And make new memories, once again.
Prompt: The sun's embrace, so warm and bright,
Fills the world with golden light.
Its rays reach out, and touch each face,
Bringing joy to every place.
The warmth it gives, a gentle kiss,
Makes the world feel pure bliss.
Its light so pure, it clears the way,
For all our dreams to see the day.
The sun's embrace, a gift so fine,
It brings us hope, it makes us shine.
It lifts us up, and holds us tight,
And fills our hearts with endless light.
Prompt: The kayak glides on the tranquil water,
Silent and smooth, like a graceful daughter,
Paddling gently, with every stroke,
The world around us, a serene cloak.
The ripples spread out, in a gentle flow,
As we glide along, with nowhere to go,
The stillness of the water, a calming sight,
Reflecting the blue of the sky, in its light.
The breeze is gentle, the air is clear,
And all around us, nature's sounds we hear,
The chirping of birds, the rustle of leaves,
A symphony of peace, that never leaves.
The kayak moves on, in a steady pace,
In this moment of calm, we find our place,
To breathe and relax, and let go of stress,
And simply enjoy, this moment of bliss.
Prompt: A solitary bird takes flight,
In search of warmth on chilly night,
Its wings beat strong against the breeze,
As it soars above the barren trees.
Alone it flies, no flock in sight,
A lonely journey through the night,
Yet still it sings a sweet refrain,
Hoping company it may attain.
Through mist and fog, it perseveres,
A longing heart, it silently bears,
But still it flies with all its might,
A lonely bird in endless flight.
Prompt: Cosmic Odyssey
The universe vast, the stars so bright
A world of adventure, where dreams take flight
So board the ship, and explore the skies
And let the cosmic odyssey, open your eyes
Prompt: Mountain Heights
The peaks rise high, the valleys low
A world of wonder, a peaceful glow
So climb up high, and reach the top
And feel your spirit, never stop
Prompt: Crop Circles
In fields of wheat, a strange design,
A mystery etched in a straight line,
A crop circle, a work divine,
A secret message, so hard to define.
Alien craft or human hand,
Circles and squares across the land,
Mystery that we can't understand,
A creation that we can't command.
From the sky or underground,
Theories that forever abound,
Intricate patterns that astound,
Crop circles forever unbound.
A message from another place,
A cosmic puzzle that we can't trace,
Crop circles, a strange embrace,
A mystery that we can't replace.
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.
