Prompt: Old broken wooden bridge over a roiling stream near a picturesque Siberian village, fir-trees, morning, sunrise, watercolor in the style of Carne Griffiths
Prompt: perfect Lovecratian illustration: A massive, otherworldly creature steps through a jagged rift in the fabric of reality. Its form is grotesque and alien — an impossible mix of tentacles, writhing limbs, and innumerable eyes, each one gazing in different directions. The creature’s skin is slick and oily, a dark, chitinous texture that reflects no light. Its enormous, twisted body seems to ripple and shift, as if made of countless layers of deforming flesh. Above its many eyes, a cluster of jagged, barbed appendages flails erratically. The rift pulses with sickly light, casting unnatural shades of green, purple, and black that distort the air around it. The creature’s vast, serpentine form stretches far beyond the horizon, its sheer size warping the sky and the landscape. Beneath it, the earth cracks open, black mist spilling from the rift as if reality itself is being torn apart. The heavens above churn in an unnatural spiral, swirling with chaotic stars and clouds that seem to scream with an ancient, eldritch force. The atmosphere is thick with a sense of inevitable doom, as though the creature is both part of and beyond time itself.
Prompt: inside the destroyed (((prosthetic shop))), interior view, scattered (((prosthetic limbs))), (((blood-stained white mannequins))) in suits and without suits, blood-stained hacked cash till, smashed windows
Prompt: A blurry, grainy monochrome vintage photograph, sepia tone. A young man sits on a simple wooden chair in a room. His brown hair is neatly parted, and he wears a brown suit with a white shirt, the collar casually unbuttoned. He gazes calmly and intelligently at the camera, exuding attentiveness. Behind him, the wall is adorned with two or three medium-sized unsettling portraits of surreal creatures. The framing captures him from just below the knees up.
Prompt: Close-up shot of the inside of the head of a person with multiple personality disorder: several different faces talk to each other, yell at each other, smile at each other, show other various emotions to each other; chaotic scene; tangled neural pathways; scattered notebooks with pages floating in the air; broken clocks; staircases leading to nowhere; surreal; dreamlike; perfect composition; emotional; strong and disturbing image
Prompt: A surreal landscape: two large hands with brick-textured surfaces facing each other, almost touching at the fingertips. A small human silhouette standing on one hand's fingertip against a glowing full moon over the hands. Below the hands is a lush green forest with a waterfall streaming down into a river that flows toward the foreground. The background features dense trees and a clear, serene sky.
Prompt: giant hand emerging from under the ground, hand's fingers morphing into trees, surrealistic nightmare, earthy tones with pops of black and dark blue
Prompt: Eclipse cult: Extraterrestrial beings formed from pure darkness, cloaking their sinister intentions. With their ability to bend light and cast impenetrable shadows, they strike fear into the hearts of those who encounter them.
Prompt: Oil painting of a sinister woman wrapped in a yellow shroud standing in an empty hall, on the hall's walls are cracks and fractures, by Rene Magritte, by P J Crook, bizarre, highly detailed, elegant, high contrast, strong contours of objects, blue, black, silver, red and yellow colors
Prompt: 1920s era. Barzai in villager's clothing stands alone amidst the jagged, towering rocks near the summit of Hatheg-Kla, his small figure dwarfed by the imposing mountain. The air crackles with unseen energy as a vision of pure terror manifests before him. Emerging from the swirling mists are nightmarish, otherworldly entities - vast, writhing tendrils of shadow that twist and flow with a malevolent sentience. Glimpses of glowing eyes, impossibly wide mouths, and limbs defying natural proportion coalesce into a sight that strikes Barzai with paralyzing horror. The mists part to reveal the true scale and alien majesty of these "other gods" - enormous, protean forms that tower over the insignificant human, a stark reminder of the folly of Barzai's ambition to behold the true deities of earth.
Prompt: In the heart of a dense, ancient forest, a small clearing emerges under the ethereal glow of a full moon. The silvery light spills through the canopy, casting an otherworldly luminescence across the forest floor, where a pair of ghostly, translucent figures—a man and a woman—gracefully waltz. Their forms are faint and shimmering, like mist caught in a moonbeam, and they move with a fluid elegance that transcends the physical realm.
The woman wears a flowing, spectral gown that billows around her as she twirls, its edges fading into the night air like wisps of smoke. The man, in a translucent, antiquated suit, holds her close, his hand resting gently on the small of her back. Their expressions are serene yet melancholic, their eyes locked in a timeless gaze that speaks of a love that has endured beyond the grave.
Around them, the forest is alive with subtle details that enhance the mood of the scene. Fireflies flicker like tiny, floating lanterns, their light adding a touch of magic to the dark surroundings. The leaves of the trees rustle softly in the gentle night breeze, creating a whispering chorus that accompanies the couple's silent dance. Shadows dance along with them, shifting and swaying as if they, too, are caught in the spell of this hauntingly beautiful moment.
The atmosphere is thick with an almost palpable sense of longing and nostalgia, as if the forest itself remembers the lovers and mourns their loss. The scene is both haunting and beautiful, a poignant reminder of love's enduring power and the thin veil that separates the living from the spirits of the past.
Prompt: Concrete wall consisting of many screaming faces trying to break free from it, the wall is located in some otherworldly surreal place; conceptual, dynamic lighting, creepy, surreal, apocalyptic, phantasmagoric, emotional
Prompt: blurry, grainy sepia-toned black-and-white vintage-style film photograph: A softly lit, timeless interior scene with a deeply unsettling mood. In the center of the room stands a simple wooden stool. Resting atop it is a large, full-head papier-mâché mask—blank, pale white, slightly cracked, with hollow eye sockets. The combined height of the stool and mask eerily mirrors that of a small child, creating the illusion of a silent figure watching from the center of the room. In the background, a worn wooden cupboard displays a partly cracked, old china set behind smudged glass. The wallpaper is faded, decorated with a repetitive pattern of tiny, aged floral motifs. To the side, a window framed by yellowing tulle curtains lets in a cold shaft of dynamic, directional daylight—casting dramatic shadows across the room. The room feels frozen in time, balanced yet fragile. Dust lingers in the air. No human figure is present, yet the atmosphere is heavy with implied memory. The mood is quiet, somber, and deeply uncanny—drawing inspiration from the eerie stillness of Ralph Eugene Meatyard’s photography.
Prompt: A grotesque-shaped shrouded figure comes out of a sepulchral vault. Front view. The vault is carved in the mountain slope covered with the moss and lichens. Close to the ground, an ominous smoke is drifting out of the ajar door of the vault. A sense of dark mystery and otherworldly danger.
Prompt: (color ink and pen illustration)
In a 1920s medical university lab, two elderly, distinguished professors of medicine engage in a tense arm-wrestling match at a cluttered table. Around them, educational skeleton models stand in various poses watching their duel. The dimly lit room is filled with test tubes, beakers, and vintage medical instruments, creating an atmosphere of scholarly seriousness and playful rivalry as the professors' faces reflect both concentration and amusement.
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.