Prompt: In a field so lush, where the sun shines bright,
There's a banana farmer, with pure delight.
With soil and sweat, he tills the land,
A farmer's labor, so truly grand.
He plants the seeds, with care and grace,
Nurturing the soil, in the perfect place.
He tends the crop, as it grows tall,
With patience and skill, he tends them all.
He shields them from the harsh sun's rays,
And shelters them from stormy days.
He watches them flower, and bear fruit sweet,
A farmer's pride, a wondrous feat.
He harvests the bananas, one by one,
With a sense of satisfaction, a job well done.
He fills his baskets, with nature's gold,
A treasure to behold, a story to be told.
From the farm to the market, his bananas go,
A labor of love, a livelihood to show.
Providing nourishment, to those in need,
A farmer's work, a noble deed.
Through sweat and toil, he perseveres,
Year after year, through hopes and fears.
For the love of the land, and the fruit it yields,
The banana farmer, with nature's fields.
Prompt: On the porch, with a view so grand,
Rocking chairs, in a gentle hand.
In rhythmic motion, back and forth,
A peaceful scene, of simple worth.
The sun sets low, a golden glow,
The gentle breeze, a soft hello.
The rocking chairs, creaking with ease,
A soothing sound, a lullaby's tease.
Memories shared, in whispered talk,
Of days long past, a cherished walk.
Of laughter, tears, and stories told,
In rocking chairs, weathered and bold.
Generations sit, side by side,
In rocking chairs, with hearts tied.
From young to old, a timeless scene,
Rocking chairs, where love has been.
The moments cherished, the memories made,
In rocking chairs, that never fade.
A place of solace, a haven of peace,
Rocking chairs, where worries cease.
As day turns night, the stars appear,
Rocking chairs, under skies so clear.
A sense of serenity, a calm embrace,
In rocking chairs, a cherished place.
So let us rock, on the porch so fine,
In rocking chairs, with hearts entwined.
In the company of loved ones near,
In rocking chairs, with hearts so dear.
Prompt: The captain stood tall on Titanic's deck, Commanding the ship, a respected check. With a heart of duty, and a watchful eye, He guided the vessel, reaching for the sky. His years of experience, a steady hand, Navigating the seas, a captain grand. He knew the dangers, the icy threat, But he steered the ship, without regret. Through calm and storm, he stood his ground, Leading his crew, with wisdom profound. He made decisions, tough and bold, As Titanic sailed, her story untold. But fate had other plans that fateful night, As iceberg loomed, a looming fright. The captain acted, with all his might, Trying to save the ship, before the tragic sight. He gave the orders, to steer away, But it was too late, on that fateful day. Despite his efforts, Titanic struck, And the ship's fate changed, by a sudden luck. With courage and composure, he stayed on deck, Ensuring the passengers were saved, a crucial trek. He went down with his ship, a leader true, A captain's legacy, forever anew. In history's pages, his name shall live, For his leadership, and courage to give. The captain of Titanic, revered and true, A hero in the face of a maritime rue.
Prompt: With calloused hands and weathered skin,
He sails the seas, a life of akin.
A deck hand's toil, a labor hard,
A life of adventure, journey unmarred.
He hoists the sails, he mends the lines,
Under the sun, or through the pines.
He braves the storms, the raging waves,
A sailor's spirit, strong and brave.
He knows the stars, he knows the tides,
He reads the winds, as they collide.
His eyes are sharp, his senses keen,
A seafarer's life, a lifelong scene.
He knows the stories, the lore of the sea,
Of mermaids' songs, and ships set free.
He's seen the beauty, the wonders untold,
As he sails through oceans, both warm and cold.
He finds solace in the vast expanse,
The endless horizon, a timeless dance.
A deck hand's heart, forever tied,
To the sea's embrace, so deep and wide.
Though life at sea may not be easy,
He's chosen this path, he's learned to please.
For in his heart, a sailor's soul,
With windswept hair and a heart of gold.
Prompt: In a kingdom of cards, she reigns supreme,
A regal presence, a majestic dream.
Her crown of hearts, a symbol of might,
Her rule unchallenged, day and night.
The Queen of Hearts, fair and bold,
Her subjects follow, young and old.
Her voice commands, her gaze demands,
Respect and awe from distant lands.
Her heart so pure, her spirit bright,
Her love for all, a guiding light.
With grace and poise, she takes her place,
A ruler loved, in every space.
But beneath her strength, a tender heart,
That beats with love, a work of art.
Her kingdom thrives, her people cheer,
For the Queen of Hearts, they hold so dear.
So, long live the Queen, of royal grace,
Her legacy, a lasting embrace.
Her reign eternal, her legend strong,
The Queen of Hearts, forever long.
Prompt: Queen of Sheba, fair and wise,
A ruler of the ancient skies,
Her beauty shone with regal grace,
Her wisdom known in every place.
She led her kingdom with great might,
Her rule was just, her heart was light,
Her people flourished under her reign,
As she navigated every pain.
Her wisdom sought by many far,
Her fame spread wide, a shining star,
Kings and queens would come to learn,
From Sheba's queen, so fierce and stern.
Her riches vast, her treasures grand,
Her lands adorned with jewels and sand,
Her throne a symbol of her power,
Her name revered in every hour.
Queen of Sheba, legend told,
Her legacy will never grow old,
Her story etched in history's scroll,
A ruler hailed with heart and soul.
Prompt: In my dreams, caviar divine,
A feast for taste buds, so refined,
Glistening beads of luscious bliss,
A symphony of flavors, I can't resist.
The mother-of-pearl spoon I take,
A delicacy fit for kings, no mistake,
Buttery richness, briny delight,
A culinary symphony, a heavenly sight.
Surrounded by ice, a winter's tale,
A luxury indulgence, beyond the pale,
A dream of opulence, a caviar affair,
A symphony of flavors, beyond compare.
So I close my eyes and dream away,
In a realm of luxury, night and day,
Caviar dreams, a taste so rare,
A culinary journey beyond compare.
Prompt: A shepherd boy, with heart so bold,
Chosen by God, a story told.
A giant slayer, brave and strong,
With faith in God, he marched along.
Anointed king, in humble ways,
Ruled with justice, all his days.
A psalmist, poet, heart aglow,
His songs of praise, with love did flow.
A warrior king, with battles won,
United Israel, as one.
Conquered lands, and built a throne,
A kingdom flourished, his name well known.
Yet David faltered, made mistakes,
Repented, learned from each heartache.
His faith in God, unwavering still,
A man after God's own will.
A legacy, both bright and dim,
A complex man, yet loved by Him.
His story told, in sacred scrolls,
A king who rose, and paid the tolls.
King David's reign, a tale so grand,
A symbol of God's guiding hand.
A flawed yet faithful, chosen king,
Whose praises still, forever sing.
Prompt: King Solomon, wise and grand,
Ruled with wisdom, throughout the land.
His fame spread wide, his riches vast,
His wisdom sought, from first to last.
He judged with wisdom, fair and just,
His fame and wealth, a royal thrust.
He built the Temple, a sacred place,
A symbol of God's love and grace.
His wisdom tested, far and wide,
With riddles solved, and foes defied.
From distant lands, they came to see,
The wisdom of this king, so free.
He spoke of love, in words profound,
And penned Proverbs, that still resound.
His riches flowed, like rivers deep,
Yet true wisdom, he chose to keep.
King Solomon, a king of lore,
Whose wisdom shone, forevermore.
His legacy, a timeless tale,
Of wisdom's power, that will never fail.
Prompt: Painting of a woman from behind enjoying the view of the sea from her balcony, mediterranean setting, sunrise light, romantic idyllic atmosphere, vibrant colors, cinematic feelings, very detailed, painting, by steve hanks
Prompt: Shiny black rusty green white metallic art of a realistic green MERCEDES AMG GT inside of rainy city, sity and street are strong overgrown with hugh moss and leafs, integrated LED lightning speed painting, splash art 500dpi, 16k, sharp focus
Prompt: luxury kitchen apple pie pizza and wine with glasses on the table by Jean-Baptiste Monge, watercolor and ink, intricate details, fantasy, beautiful, award winning, colorful, fantastic view, crisp quality
Prompt: Zephyrus, god of the western wind,
A gentle breeze, so kind and kindled,
A breath of freshness, a sigh of ease,
Bringing calmness, with a gentle tease.
From realms afar, you sweep with grace,
A messenger of serenity's embrace,
With wings that flutter, in shades of gold,
You paint the skies with beauty untold.
Zephyrus, god of the western gale,
Your whispers soothe, like a tender tale,
Your touch caresses, with a gentle hand,
Bringing tranquility to sea and land.
With rustling leaves and swaying flowers,
You bring to life the earth's verdant bowers,
A chorus of fragrances fills the air,
As you pass by, with a gentle flair.
Zephyrus, god of the gentle breeze,
A harbinger of peace and ease,
In your presence, all is calm and bright,
A moment of stillness, a serene sight.
We honor you, with grateful hearts,
For the tranquility your breeze imparts,
Zephyrus, god of the west wind's grace,
You bring serenity to every place.
Prompt: Notus, god of the southern breeze,
A warm zephyr that soothes and frees,
A gentle wind, with a balmy touch,
Bringing warmth and comfort, oh so much!
From lands of heat and sunlit skies,
You come with warmth, a welcome prize,
A breath of summer, a kiss of fire,
Reviving hearts with your warm desire.
Notus, god of the southern gales,
You bring the scent of blooming dales,
With fragrant flowers and fields of green,
A pastoral scene, a tranquil dream.
Your gentle whispers in the trees,
Bring melodies of summer's ease,
With rustling leaves and swaying grass,
A symphony of warmth that will surpass.
Notus, god of the gentle breeze,
Your warmth brings life to land and seas,
A soothing touch, a soft caress,
A reminder of nature's tenderness.
In your embrace, we find delight,
As warmth and beauty intertwine just right,
Notus, god of the south wind's grace,
We honor you, in this enchanted place.
Prompt: Boreas, god of the north wind's might,
A tempest roaring with icy bite,
A force of nature, fierce and strong,
With gusts that howl, and cold that's long.
A bearded deity, ancient and grand,
With frozen breath and icy hand,
You rule the winter's frozen domain,
Bringing frost and snow, in your icy reign.
From icy mountains to frozen seas,
Your power spans across the northern leas,
Your gusts can whip, your chill can bite,
A force of nature, a fearsome sight.
Boreas, god of the icy blast,
Your wintry touch is unsurpassed,
With frozen fingers and icy breath,
You bring the chill of winter's death.
Yet in your strength, there's also grace,
A beauty found in your frozen embrace,
The snowflakes dance in your icy air,
A winter wonderland, so cold and rare.
Boreas, god of the north wind's call,
Your power echoes, through mountains tall,
A deity of winter's icy reign,
We honor you, with awe and acclaim.
Prompt: Tyche, goddess of fortune's hand,
With capricious whims at your command,
A mistress of luck, both fickle and fair,
Bestowing favor with a playful air.
With golden wings and knowing smile,
You spin the wheel, in your own style,
A deity of chance, a goddess of fate,
Showering blessings, or sealing one's state.
Some find riches in your embrace,
Their lives adorned with opulent grace,
While others face trials and tests,
In life's uncertainties, they're put to the test.
Tyche, goddess of fortune's grace,
Your favor shines on every place,
From humble homes to regal halls,
You sprinkle luck, as fate befalls.
Your whimsical ways can bring delight,
Or cast a shadow, dark as night,
A reminder that life's paths are unknown,
And luck's capriciousness is widely shown.
Yet in your presence, hope springs anew,
For fate's uncertainty is part of the view,
Tyche, goddess of fortune's sway,
We honor you, in every way.
Prompt: Erebos, god of deepest night,
A shadowed realm devoid of light,
A shroud of darkness, ancient and vast,
From Chaos born, a shadow cast.
A realm of black, where light can't reach,
Erebos, your darkness knows no breach,
A void of silence, profound and still,
A realm that holds a mystic thrill.
In the depths of night, your power lies,
Concealing secrets from mortal eyes,
A realm of mystery, veiled and deep,
Where ancient whispers softly creep.
Erebos, god of the hidden veil,
Your darkness hides a timeless tale,
Enveloping all in your embrace,
A realm where shadows dance in grace.
Though feared by some for your murky might,
Erebos, you hold a mystic light,
A reminder that in darkness, too,
There's beauty and wonder to pursue.
Prompt: Aether, god of ethereal light,
A dazzling presence, pure and bright,
The breath of life that fills the skies,
A realm of brilliance, where light flies.
Born from Chaos, in primordial fire,
A force that soars, a radiant pyre,
A realm above, the upper air,
Where brilliance shines beyond compare.
Aether, god of rarefied height,
With golden hues and shimmering light,
You paint the heavens with celestial blaze,
A realm of splendor, an endless maze.
Your essence fills the boundless skies,
Where stars and galaxies arise,
A realm of beauty, a realm of grace,
Aether, you illuminate all space.
You are the essence of the skies,
The breath of life that never dies,
A primordial force, forever bright,
Aether, god of wondrous light.
Prompt: Nyx, primordial queen of night,
With darkness draped in starry light,
A shadowy veil across the skies,
Where mysteries and secrets rise.
Born from Chaos, ancient and vast,
Your realm envelops all at last,
Your cloak of darkness shrouds the day,
Bringing rest and dreams our way.
In the quiet hours of midnight's reign,
You hold the world in your domain,
With twinkling stars and moon's soft glow,
You cast a spell on all below.
Nyx, goddess of the hidden hour,
Your depths hold ancient, timeless power,
A realm of quiet, calm and peace,
Where troubled souls find sweet release.
As stars adorn the nocturnal skies,
Nyx's presence never dies,
A goddess of primordial might,
Who rules the realm of tranquil night.
Prompt: Hemera, goddess bright and fair,
With golden rays and radiant glare,
Bringing dawn with your gentle touch,
Banishing darkness, oh, so much!
Born from Chaos, primordial birth,
You bring the world new life and mirth,
Your light awakens Earth each day,
Guiding us with your warmest ray.
From eastern horizon you arise,
Painting the sky with vibrant dyes,
Bringing hope to every heart,
A brand new day, a fresh new start.
Hemera, goddess of daylight's grace,
You light our world with your embrace,
Forever shining, forever true,
With you, each day is born anew.
Prompt: Pontus, primordial god of the sea profound,
A deity of vastness, with mysteries abound.
With waves that crash and tides that flow,
Your domain stretches far and wide, a watery show.
From the depths of the abyss to the shores so wide,
You hold the oceans in your majestic tide.
With seahorses and whales, with fish and corals,
Your kingdom thrives, a realm of wonders.
Pontus, ruler of the fathomless deep,
Your currents dance, your secrets keep.
With storms that rage and calm that ensues,
Your moods are many, a symphony of hues.
Your watery realm, a world of fascination,
Teeming with life and eternal fascination.
Pontus, god of the sea, so awe-inspiring,
A force of nature, forever inspiring.
In your domain, the oceans vast and wide,
You reign supreme, a deity of tide.
Pontus, primordial god of the sea so grand,
A symbol of power, forever to stand.
Prompt: Uranus, primordial god of the sky above,
A deity of vastness, a canvas of love.
With starry canopy and endless blue,
You reign supreme, a celestial view.
From your lofty throne, you watch over all,
The day and night, the rise and fall.
With sweeping winds and clouds on high,
You paint the heavens, a masterpiece in the sky.
Your realm extends to the farthest reaches,
Where galaxies twinkle and comet streaks.
Your domain, a realm of infinite expanse,
A cosmic tapestry in a cosmic dance.
Uranus, primordial god of the firmament,
A beacon of majesty, so resplendent.
You hold the sky in your divine embrace,
A deity of mystery and celestial grace.
As the embodiment of the endless skies,
You inspire wonder, with every sunrise.
Uranus, the god of the sky so wide,
A timeless deity, in heavenly pride.
Prompt: Gaia, primordial goddess of the earth so fair,
The embodiment of nature, beyond compare.
With verdant fields and mountains tall,
Your beauty and bounty enchant us all.
From your fertile womb, life does spring,
A symphony of flora and fauna, a divine offering.
Your rivers flow, your forests thrive,
Your oceans teem with life, so alive.
Gaia, mother of all, with nurturing embrace,
You hold the planet in a gentle, loving embrace.
Your ancient wisdom, a wellspring of knowledge,
A source of inspiration for every pilgrimage.
You are the heart of our living sphere,
A deity revered, a goddess so dear.
Your majesty and grace, a sight to behold,
Gaia, the goddess of the earth, forever untold.
Cronus the Titan God of Time and Father of the God
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Prompt: Cronus, the Titan god of time,
Whose reign was vast, in epochs prime.
With scythe in hand, he ruled the ages,
Measuring moments in history's pages.
Father of the gods, mighty and wise,
His gaze encompassed the endless skies.
He shaped the world with his sovereign hand,
Commanding time's flow, a power so grand.
From creation's dawn to its twilight end,
Cronus watched over, a deity to defend.
He governed the cycles of life and decay,
With wisdom and might in an endless display.
Yet fate would turn, and time would change,
As his own offspring sought to rearrange.
His supremacy challenged by a new generation,
A battle for power, a divine confrontation.
In the end, Cronus was brought to his knees,
By his own kin, a fate he couldn't appease.
His rule surpassed, his reign undone,
Cronus, the god of time, a setting sun.
A reminder that time is boundless and vast,
A force that no god or mortal can outlast.
Cronus, the Titan of time's eternal sweep,
A mythic figure, in legends eternally deep.
Rhea the Titan Goddess of Fertility and Motherhood
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Prompt: Rhea, the Titan of fertility and birth,
Goddess of motherhood, the nurturing earth.
Her bosom, a cradle for life to bloom,
Her presence, a blessing in every womb.
With gentle touch and tender care,
She guards the cycles of life with utmost flair.
Her wisdom and grace, a guiding light,
Guiding mothers with love, day and night.
She embodies the cycles of nature's way,
Bringing forth new life with each new day.
From seed to sapling, from bud to flower,
Rhea's fertility, an eternal power.
Her maternal love, a boundless embrace,
Her compassion, a beacon of grace.
A symbol of life's abundance and worth,
Rhea, the Titan of fertility and motherhood on Earth.
Prompt: Atlas, mighty Titan strong and true,
Bore the sky upon his shoulders, it's true.
With bulging muscles and unwavering might,
He held the heavens, a Herculean sight.
His burden immense, a weight so grand,
But Atlas stood tall, the sky in hand.
With steadfast resolve and unwavering grace,
He bore the celestial vault with a stoic face.
Through sun and storm, through day and night,
Atlas held the firmament, a beacon of might.
His unwavering strength, a legend to behold,
A titan among titans, valiant and bold.
For eons he stood, unwavering and true,
Atlas, the Titan who held up the sky's blue.
A symbol of endurance, a hero renowned,
Infinite in stature, with the heavens he crowned.
Prompt: Epimetheus, Titan wise,
Brother to Prometheus' daring guise,
God of afterthought, so keen,
Who pondered ere the act, serene.
With foresight, Prometheus did scheme,
While Epimetheus, lost in dream,
Forgot to plan, forgot to see,
The consequences that would be.
Yet in his folly, he did learn,
The value of foresight's stern concern,
For hindsight's wisdom, earned through pain,
Would guide him not to err again.
Epimetheus, Titan fair,
Who learned through hindsight's watchful stare,
To think ahead, to ponder well,
And never in regret to dwell.
Prompt: Prometheus, Titan of foresight and fire,
A creator of humans, with a vision so dire.
With cunning and wisdom, he shaped our race,
And gifted us fire with divine grace.
A champion of mortals, a rebel bold,
Against the gods' will, he was resolute and bold.
He stole fire from the heavens above,
To empower humanity with knowledge and love.
Prometheus, a benefactor to mankind,
His ingenuity and wisdom combined.
He taught us arts, science, and skill,
To thrive and flourish, with his will.
But his defiance angered the gods on high,
Punishment followed, a fate so wry.
Bound to a rock, an eternal plight,
His suffering a symbol of humanity's light.
Yet, Prometheus' legacy still remains,
A beacon of wisdom that forever sustains.
A god of forethought, a creator of men,
Whose gift of fire still burns within.
So let us honor Prometheus' name,
A Titan of knowledge, with enduring fame.
His legacy lives on, a guiding light,
Of humanity's potential, shining bright.
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
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