DEUS EX MACHINA

"All around me are familiar faces Worn-out places, worn-out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere And their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head, I want to drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying Are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you, 'cause I find it hard to take When people run in circles It's a very, very Mad world Mad world Mad world Mad world" Tears for Fears, Mad World

PICNIC AT THE END OF THE WORLD: A visual saga of dissociation and multiversal grace.

This is not an apocalypse, It’s a picnic at the event horizon of our shared hallucination

In a time when reality is glitching at the seams when our phones know us better than our lovers, when dreams bleed into algorithms, and when time is a bad joke we keep forgetting the punchline to... we lay out a blanket We sit down We remember what it means to feel

This series, born from psychedelic visions and late-night existential spirals, draws from Donnie Darko’s fatalistic mysticism and Terrence McKenna’s psychedelic prophecy. It asks:

What if you’re not just one person?

What if this isn’t the only Earth?

What if time is a loop, a mobius strip, a broken record you can dance to?

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