"In the daring night when all the
Stars are shining bright
Squeeze me don't leave me
In the daring night
Galactic swirl in the firmament tonight
Oh with the Lord of the Dance
With the Lord of the Dance
In the daring night
I see Orion and The Hunters
Standing by the light of the moon
In the daring night
In the daring night
And the heart and the soul
As we look up in awe and wonder at the heavens
Oh and we go with the Lord of the Dance
With the Lord of the Dance, the Lord of the Dance
In the daring night"
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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