Reece Joseph Jonesさんのイラストまとめ

I’m in a futuristic train station, walking hurriedly, being tracked by multiple cameras. “At least they can’t see *inside* me,” I think. I find the nearest train and board it. Its size is bewildering. I sit down, praying that it’ll take me far beyond the gates. #dreamlog #aiart

A dreamy theater. Looking down from the stands. The person on stage is a huge, ghostly apparition. “Oh, how I’ve roamed,” he says. “Endlessly and without redemption.” The crowd gives a standing ovation, clapping so loudly that I’m concerned it'll damage my hearing. #dream #aiart

I become lucid whilst at a lucid dreaming festival. As I walk around, I see all the familiar faces from the scene: Robert Waggoner, Ryan Hurd, and so on. “You need to bring it all back with you,” says Ryan, gesturing towards his stall. “It can’t just sit here.” #luciddream #aiart

As far as the eyes can see there is ice. The world shouldn’t be this way, I think. Yet, somehow, it is. I reminisce about the warmth, but I know those days are long gone. Now, it’s just ice. Everything, ice. But as I search, I find beauty in my new environment. #dream #midjourney

I’m trapped in an airport; I can't leave. Each time I go to buy a ticket, they tell me I’m just short on the money I need. So, I sell all my rings. Still not enough. I sell all my tech. Still not enough. I sell all my clothes. Still not enough. #dreamjournal #midjourney

A strange amusement park full of interdimensional mirrors. I’m awed by the strangeness of it all, and, whilst staring at a particularly mind-bending mirror, I become lucid. “You should probably join me in here,” says my doppelganger reflection. #dreamjournal #midjourney

🎿 Whilst hiding out with the skiers, suspicion starts to grow. “What am I doing here?” I wonder, acknowledging that recent events don’t make much sense. Looking down, I see I’m now wearing a dressing gown, and, raising my hand, I see my middle finger’s now a stump. #luciddream

👁️ I’m lying on my back with a group of friends, gazing up at an exquisite chandelier, transfixed. Each one of us has a connection with a different crystal that hangs from it. “That’s my grandfather’s eye,” I say, pointing at my one. “He's poking through. Quite the view.” #dream

🏙️ I'm lucid, flying around an epic, futuristic cityscape. After a while, the scene fades and I'm left with no vision. In an attempt to reinvigorate my senses, I start doing dramatic cartwheels. I can't see anything but the physical sensations are intense. #luciddream #midjourney