Prompt: The endless horizon,
Stretches far and wide.
A canvas of beauty,
With nowhere to hide.
The sun sets slowly,
Painting the sky.
A symphony of colors,
As the day passes by.
The ocean meets the sky,
In an endless embrace.
A love that never dies,
A never-ending grace.
The horizon calls,
To dream and to explore.
To chase the unknown,
And never to ignore.
Prompt: The snow falls softly,
blanketing the earth.
A silent serenity,
a moment of rebirth.
The world is hushed,
as nature takes its rest.
A peaceful quietude,
a moment we are blessed.
The snow speaks not,
but its message is clear.
To slow down and reflect,
to find calm in the fear.
So we stand and watch,
as the snow continues to fall.
Embracing the silence,
and finding peace in it all.
Prompt: Alone I sit, in quiet thought,
My heart aching, with love uncaught.
No one to hold, no one to care,
The loneliness is too much to bear.
I long for love, a true connection,
A partner for life, without rejection.
But for now, I'll sit and wait,
Hoping love will come, before it's too late.
Prompt: Intricate strands of lies and deceit,
Tangled together, hard to defeat.
A web of mistruths, carefully spun,
Concealing the harm that's been done.
Each thread a trap, each knot a snare,
The truth obscured beyond compare.
A web so complex, it's hard to see,
The path to unravel it completely.
But with patience and persistence,
The web can be torn, with due diligence.
The strands can be loosened, one by one,
Until the truth is finally won.
So let us not be fooled or swayed,
By the web of lies that's been made.
Let us seek the truth, no matter how,
And tear this tangled web down, now.
Prompt: The lonely windmill stands tall and still,
On a hilltop, overlooking the fields until,
The wind begins to pick up and blow,
And the blades spin, to and fro.
It creaks and groans, in the gusty breeze,
As if yearning for company, longing to seize,
The attention of anyone passing by,
To share its solitude, and hear its sigh.
For days and nights, it keeps on turning,
A silent sentinel, never stopping or yearning,
Watching over the land, day and night,
In its lonely vigil, without a single light.
Yet, even in its isolation, it perseveres,
A testament to strength, through the years,
A symbol of resilience, for all to see,
The lonely windmill, standing proudly.
Prompt: The taste of Mexico is spicy and bold,
A burst of flavors that never gets old,
From salsa and guac to tacos and more,
Each bite brings a fiesta to your core.
The tang of lime, the heat of chiles,
The sizzle of meat on the grill for miles,
The aroma of cumin and coriander,
All combine in a feast to remember.
And let's not forget the sweet delights,
Like churros and flan that just excite,
The senses and taste buds, oh what a treat,
The flavors of Mexico can't be beat.
So take a bite and savor the taste,
Of Mexico's culinary masterpiece,
A symphony of spices, colors, and smells,
A true gastronomic wonder that compels.
Prompt: Imagination's wings take flight,
Beyond the bounds of day or night.
To places unknown, unexplored,
Where dreams and magic are adored.
With every beat, a world unfolds,
A story waiting to be told.
A journey to a distant shore,
Or to the depths of an ancient lore.
Imagination soars on high,
Like an eagle in the sky.
Unfettered by the laws of man,
It charts a course, a novel plan.
So spread your wings, and take to flight,
Let your imagination shine bright.
For in this world of endless scope,
Anything is possible with hope.
Prompt: Begin anew,
A path to pursue.
Find your stride,
With purpose inside.
Choose a field,
To unlock your yield.
Each step you take,
Progress you'll make.
Strive for growth,
In learning both
From success and failure,
Become a trailblazer.
With passion and skill,
Your potential fulfill.
A career to thrive,
A fulfilling life to arrive.
Prompt: Mountain Peak
The summit waits, the challenge set
A world of adventure, where dreams are met
So climb up high, and feel the thrill
And let the mountain peak, give you the fill
Prompt: Oceanic Calm
The water still, the waves so low
A world of peace, a tranquil glow
So dive right in, and feel the calm
And let the oceanic bliss, be your balm
Prompt: With ropes and gear, the cliff climber,
Ascends the rock face ever higher,
Step by step, with focus dire,
To reach the summit and inspire.
The wind may howl, the rocks may shake,
But still the climber does not break,
For they are strong and resolute,
And will not falter or dilute.
With every hold, a new challenge,
But still the climber does not scavenge,
For they have trained both heart and mind,
And know that fear they'll leave behind.
And when they reach the topmost peak,
The view they see is nothing meek,
For miles and miles, the land extends,
And with it, all of life transcends.
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.
