Prompt: 10 small half skeletons of deceased humans, each different from the other, halfway out of the ground, giving a thumbs up to a dark sky. The skeletons are in the foreground and are no larger than 20% of the height of the photo. Add the following text in white in an appropriate font large enough to be easily read: Tradition - (n.) Peer pressure from dead people.
Prompt: In my little town, I grew up believing
God keeps his eye on us all.
And he used to lean upon me as I pledged allegiance to the wall.
Lord, I recall, in my little town,
Comin' home after school, flyin' my bike past the gates of the factories,
My mom doin' the laundry, hangin' out shirts in the dirty breeze.
And after it rains there's a rainbow and all of the colors are black.
It's not that the colors aren't there, it's just imagination they lack.
Everything's the same back in my little town,
My little town, my little town.
Prompt: She was a fast machine, she kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen
She had the sightless eyes, telling me no lies
Knocking me out with those American thighs
Taking more than her share, had me fighting for air
She told me to come, but I was already there
'Cause the walls start shaking, the Earth was quaking
My mind was aching and we were making it
And you shook me all night long
Yeah, you shook me all night long
Prompt: I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wondering
Where it will go
I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door
And kept my mind from wondering
Where it will go
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
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Prompt: So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
I was a lonely teenage bronckin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
Prompt: In Another Land by The Rolling Stones
In another land
Where the breeze and the trees and the flowers were blue
I stood and held your hand
And the grass grew high and the feathers floated by
I stood and held your hand
And nobody else's hand will ever do
Nobody else will do
Then I awoke
Was this some kind of joke?
Much to my surprise
I opened my eyes
We walked across the sand
And the sea and the sky and the castles were blue
I stood and held your hand
And the spray flew high and the feathers floated by
I stood and held your hand
Navigating the Wilderness of Our Hearts - Jake Ray
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Prompt: We all have to navigate our own way through the vast wilderness of our hearts. We all must find our own path, our own place, learning how to be in the world but not of it: more involved, yet less attached.
Ram Dass spoke of a place, perfectly balanced between our individual identities on one hand and universal oneness on the other.
Prompt: Have you seen her all in gold?
Like a queen in days of old
She shoots her colours all around
Like a sunset going down
Have you seen a lady fairer?
She comes in colours everywhere
She combs her hair
She's like a rainbow
Coming, colours in the air
Oh, everywhere
She comes in colours
Prompt: Oh, you wrapped me up in a leather coat
And you took me for a ride
We were drifting with the tail-wind
When the runway came in sight
The clouds came up to gather us
And the cockpit turned to white
When I looked the sky was empty
I suppose you never saw the landing-lights
Are you there
In your jacket with the grease-stain and the tear
Caught up in the slipstream of dare
The compass roads will guide you anywhere
Oh, are you there
Prompt: In the quaint town of Serenity Springs, nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, a peculiar legend whispered through the rustling leaves and the babbling brooks. It was said that hidden within the heart of the enchanted woods, there lay a secret grove where the trees whispered ancient secrets and the air hummed with an otherworldly energy.
Prompt: tunnel of love
Fat man sittin' on a little stool
Takes the money from my hand
While his eyes take a walk all over you
Hands me the ticket smiles and whispers, "Good luck!"
We'll cuddle up, angel, cuddle up, mylittle dove
And we'll ride down, baby, into this tunnel of love
Well, I can feel the soft silk of your blouse
And feel them soft thrills in our little fun house
Then the lights go out, and it's just the three of us, yeah
You 'n me and all that stuff we're so scared of
Gotta ride down, baby, into this tunnel of love
Well, there's a crazy mirror showing us both in 5D
I'm laughing at you, you're laughing at me
Prompt: Oh the snow and ice in Hell, are doing just fine,
The wolf made peace with the moon and seemed to stop his crying
How long has he been running? His feet are covered with blood.
Night tears start with trickle...and end up a flood.
He laughed straight in the face of temptation...so get off his back.
Then he ordered up another cup of coffee...drank it black.
Prompt: Galileo's head was on the block
The crime was lookin' up the truth
And as the bombshells of my daily fears explode
I try to trace them to my youth
And then you had to bring up reincarnation
Over a couple of beers the other night
And now I'm serving time for mistakes
Made by another in another life time
How long 'til my soul gets it right
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light
I call on the resting soul of Galileo king of night vision
King of insight
Prompt: She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
By the banks of her own lagoon
Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
Tuesday's on the phone to me
She said she'd always been a dancer
She worked at fifteen clubs a day
And though she thought I knew the answer
Well, I knew what I could not say
And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
And though she tried her best to help me
She could steal but she could not rob
Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
Tuesday's on the phone to me
Oh yeah
Prompt: Says she talks to angels
They call her out by her name
Oh yeah, she talks to angels
Says they call her out by her name
She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She wears a cross around her neck
Yes, the hair is from a little boy
And the cross from someone she has not met, well, not yet
She paints her eyes as black as night now
She pulls those shades down tight
Oh yeah, there's a smile when the pain comes
The pain gonna make everything alright, alright yeah
Prompt: In the shuffling madness
Of the locomotive breath
Runs the all time loser
Headlong to his death
Oh, he feels the pistons screaming
Steam breaking on his brow
Old Charlie stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way, it could slow down
So he's crawling down the corridor
On his hands and knees
Old Charlie stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way, it could slow down
He hears the silence howling
Catches angels as they fall
Oh, he picks up Gideon's Bible
Open at page one
I thank God, he stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way, it could slow down
Prompt: No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But if I had one, it'd be bigger than yours
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Prompt: It must be getting early, clocks are running late
Paint-by-number morning sky looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere, light a candle, curse the glare
Draw the curtains, I don't care 'cause it's alright
I will get by
Every silver lining's got a touch of grey
I know the rent is in arrears, the dog has not been fed in years
It's even worse than it appears, but it's alright
Cow is giving kerosene, kid can't read at seventeen
The shoe is on the hand it fits, there's really nothing much to it
Whistle through your teeth and spit 'cause it's alright
Oh, well, a touch of grey, kinda suits you anyway
Prompt: And it's just a box of rain
Or a ribbon for your hair
Birds are winging or rain is falling from a heavy sky
Walk into splintered sunlight
Inch your way through dead dreams to another land
Maybe you're tired and broken
Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken
And thoughts unclear
What do you want me to do
To do for you to see you through
A box of rain will ease the pain
And love will see you through
Just a box of rain
Wind and water
Believe it if you need it
If you don't, just pass it on
Sun and shower
Wind and rain
In and out the window like a moth before a flame
And it's just a box of rain
I don't know who put it there
And it's just a box of rain
Or a ribbon for your hair
Prompt: Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Prompt: A stunningly beautiful calico cat sitting in the middle of an intricate or an eight elaborate highly decorated room full of cat toys and cat furniture looking very happy with lots of bright colors and fancy things to play with.
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Prompt: So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling, old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny-back toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
Prompt: So as you push off from the shore
Won't you turn your head once more
And make your peace with everyone?
For those who choose to stay
Will live just one more day
To do the things they should have done.
And as you cross the wilderness
Spinning in your emptiness:
You feel you have to pray.
Looking for a sign that the universal mind has written you into the passion play.
Skating away,
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of the new day.
Prompt: Much of the practices to continually remember to extricate yourself from the identification of your awareness with your desires, fears, hopes, and thoughts. The goal is not to stay out in la la land, but to get established in other planes of Consciousness and then connect fully back into life. So that you are simultaneously dancing in life as a human being and at the same moment you are absolutely spacious and empty.
Prompt: If I go into the place in myself that is love, and if you go into the place in yourself that is love, we are together in love. Then you and I are truly in love, the state of being in love. That's the entrance to Oneness. That's the space I entered when I met my Guru.
Prompt: All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is gray (and the sky is gray)
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (on a winter's day)
I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.)
California dreamin' (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day
Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees)
And I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray)
You know the preacher like the cold (preacher like the cold)
He knows I'm gonna stay (knows I'm gonna stay)
California dreamin' (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day
Prompt: She used to work in a diner
Never saw a woman look finer
I used to order just to watch her float across the floor
She grew up in a small town
Never put her roots down
Daddy always kept moving, so she did too
Somewhere on a desert highway
She rides a Harley Davidson
Her long blond hair flyin' in the wind
She's been runnin' half her life
The chrome and steel she rides
Collidin' with the very air she breathes
The air she breathes
You know it ain't easy
You got to hold on
She was an unknown legend in her time
Now she's dressin' two kids
Lookin' for a magic kiss
She gets the faraway look in her eyes
Prompt: There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare
See how I'll leave with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love they leave me breathless, I can't help feeling
We could have had it all (you're gonna wish you never had met me)
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.
