Prompt: Generate an image of a middle-aged gnome lying in the fresh snow, as if he were a snow angel, by moving his arms back and forth. You see the gnome from above in a so-called bird's eye view. In the picture you see the movement. The gnome wears a velvet red pointed gnome's hat made of wool. He wears a woolen scarf with a Norwegian print and with small pompoms at the ends. He wears a plaid jacket, blue jeans and snow boots. You see, in bird's eye view, a Christmas-tree with ornaments.
Prompt: A detailed illustration of freshly fallen snow, winter wonderland, angelic figure, snow angel, delicate wings impression, fluffy snow texture, serene setting, snow-covered landscape, cool color palette with whites, blues, and grays, soft shadows, high detail, playful, outdoor scene, in the styles of Kaley McKean and Martin Stanev.
Prompt: A Star Wars Stormtrooper having the time of his life making a snow-angel in a snowy meadow with bright sunny rays of light causing snow crystals to sparkle in the sunshine. In the background is a Star Wars AT-AT decked out in Christmas decorations. Hyper-realistic. highly detailed extremely detailed fantasy high detail dynamic lighting award winning fantastic view hyperrealistic ultra detailed crisp quality The mood is serene and peaceful, with a sense of otherworldliness The scene is lit by a soft, diffuse light that creates a sense of warmth and comfort highlighted by fog and particles illuminated by the rays of the sun highly detailed highly detailed highly detailed high detail fantasy highly detailed extremely detailed highly detailed fantasy highly detailed highly detailed fantasy
Prompt: CHILDHOOD, GARDENS, HEAT...
Yes, I was probably eight years old.
Childhood, summer, distant rear.
The house, the rumble and creaking of steam-window carts,
The heat, the gardens immersed in dust.
And a cheerful woman in our yard,
Boarder,
that's what her grandfather called her,
My cheeks started to burn in the morning,
No, I was only eight years old.
I laughed when she smiled
I chatted: there were no words yet,
And when she washed herself by the stream,
I chased the boys out of the bushes.
It's all a long time ago
but now I remember -
Night, adobe, without shutters, house.
I stood leaning against the rough wall,
Under her cheerful window.
He returned from the war -
I understood that
but she hugged him.
He, damn it, lifted her in his arms,
and she kissed him.
I didn't know why my hands were shaking.
It's quiet outside, it's dark.
sob and whisper,
Eh, how can I restrain myself here!
I hit the window with a stone.
Someone ran out:
- You?
I looked into her eyes.
as if in a dream I wanted to scream.
and then, as a disabled neighbor, I said:
- Well, fuck off...
And she pushed him away: - Go away.
This is Grandfather Nazar's grandson...
and pressed it to the open soft chest:
- Oh, my little, stupid friend...
I rushed
Climbed onto the roof and lay down
On my grandfather's threadbare carpet,
How can I grow overnight!..
Become strong!.. I could
repay her shame.
...Childhood, no, is not forgotten.
let time fly.
but it’s hard for me to be with you,
when the boy is next door
will look at us
with unforgiving childish melancholy.
He stands leaning against the whitewashed wall,
Black-eyed, gloomy, angry.
He will give his first jealousy to you,
Your childhood
gardens,
heat...
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.
