Prompt: In this enigmatic world Where dreams and reality begin to sway, The surreal beauty of this eternal sight Ignites the imagination. In this alien landscape, A sunset not bound by earthly claims, Where stars birthed anew, in a cosmic play, Serenading Mars, as daylight fades.
Prompt: In the darkest abyss, where shadows coil,
A lone candle flickers, amidst the turmoil.
Its feeble flame dances, casting eerie glare,
Illuminating the void, a spirit’s snare.
Prompt: A tempest of thoughts, the mind's wicked maze,
Chained by despair, lost in a haunting daze.
secrets only known,
Its haunting chant echoes, in the nether zone.
Prompt: surrealist film noir. I watch this happen, a movie, a mirror. physical body and spirit flesh and soul. is this us? there are no sounds. people are walking by. shadows move. surreal art. surrealist art.
Prompt: Luminescent beings observed humans and were fascinated by their use of language. They merged their eye gestures with human communication to establish a connection. surrealism. surrealist painting.
Prompt: The Luminescent discovered Earth and was fascinated by its diverse landscapes and inhabitants. They observed human society to learn about their interactions with each other. surrealism. surrealist painting.
Prompt: In the land of shadows, where darkness rules the sky,
A bleak and desolate wasteland, where hope comes to die.
Barren plains stretch endlessly, devoid of all life,
An empty landscape, where anguish thrives.
Prompt: behold
The twilight's grip, it takes its toll,
In the abyss of time, I grow old and frail,
Embracing the darkness
Shrouded in black, the withered trees,
Whispers of the past, from the dusk reborn,
Through the twilight's veil, I roam
Prompt: In this enigmatic world Where dreams and reality begin to sway, The surreal beauty of this eternal sight Ignites the imagination. In this alien landscape, A sunset not bound by earthly claims, Where stars birthed anew, in a cosmic play, Serenading Mars, as daylight fades.
Prompt: with spit and venom.
i know now
you never had a lily petal for
a tongue.
you are too bitter
to house something so
beautiful in your mouth,
and too angry
to hold something so sacred
in your mind. surrealism. surrealist art.
Prompt: surrealism surreal art how is this me? I asked myself.
who am I now? breaking. I drift away. broken.
I fall into another place, into another realm. it is against my will. my body feels both mine and alien, both known and entirely foreign. my body falls inward, onto myself. shaman. shamanism.
Prompt: surrealism In my mind, I could feel my body release. I could feel my mind filling with thoughts—a million at once and then none. Then stillness amongst a barrage of clanging metal. surrealist art.
Prompt: In a distant galaxy, a unique race with extraordinary vision thrived. They had multiple pairs of luminous eyes, each one capable of perceiving a vast spectrum of energies. These beings, known only as the Luminescents, possessed an intricate eye-based language that allowed them to communicate their emotions and thoughts effortlessly. surrealism. surrealist art.
Prompt: Through the veil of chaos
A beacon in the night.
From depths of despair, we embrace the flame,
In shadows, we dance, with blackened hearts aflame.
Prompt: surrealism surrealist art The sound of metal echoed in his mind. A pulsating beat intensified before ceasing, only to rise again with even more fervor. It was as if the noise had a life of its own, breathing and evolving. The syncopated clatter reverberated, bouncing in a complementary direction on each offbeat, creating an electrifying rhythm.
Prompt: surrealism gravity working in unison against me. I had no strength. It pulled so tight I could scream out loud. The muscles seemed to contract to no end—a million volts of electricity pulsing through my being. The skin upon my head wanted to leave; it tried to flee and run from my skull. surrealist art.
Prompt: with fire and nails.
will you remember
me as a lover
who placed lilies in
as a lover who
held their scent for us,
for our desire;
their scent for our craving. surrealist art. surrealism.
Prompt: we would run
be free
our words a song
endless song
of a few words
we have lost ourselves in words
when one will fulfill us. surrealism. surreal.
we would run
be free
our words a song
endless song
of a few words
we have lost ourselves in words
when one will fulfill us. surrealism. surreal.
we would run
be free
our words a song
endless song
of a few words
we have lost ourselves in words
when one will fulfill us. surrealism. surreal.
Prompt: Awaken the power of the ancients,
Their wrathful magicks will rise.
Beneath the blood-red moon,
The darkness is alive. surrealism. surreal art.
Prompt: a shadow,
there on its own.
questions of how and
of why
remain quiet and still.
i am sure
that breath expelled in day
and sighs released at night
will be out of curiosity
or longing. surrealism. surreal art.
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.
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