LONDON DECOMPRESSION

WHAT IS GOING ON?

The Man has burned, the dust has settled, and we gather 
to celebrate everything radiant and wonderful.

The night transforms into a temple of visions, where images fracture before your eyes like a prism shattering into infinite futures. Look through your inner kaleidoscope—What visions shimmer back at you? Somewhere under the rainbow, shards of light scatter like glass, colliding in joyous chaos and spiraling into bloom.

Step into the Kaleidoscapes and wander through a grove 
where every leaf is a mirror, every spore a spark of light, 
and every shard a future waiting to unfold. Open the door 
to a secret garden where roots whisper stories of nature reborn, 
as the undergrowth reclaims the night.

This is a carnival of radiance, where optical wonder takes root. 
The prism shatters, and the night itself begins again—not as you’ve ever seen it, but alive, like glass in motion, a wild celebration. 
A dream where chaos reigns and the imagination of all collides 
to form a dazzling new whole.

This is a sanctuary where perception bends and transforms, every bloom a reflection of what is yet to come. Step through the looking glass into this wilderness where nature, oracles, and lunacy entwine. Nothing stays still—identities dissolve, nothing is whole, everything scatters and recombines in luminous loops of becoming. Here, everything decomposes, transforms, and glows again.

Close your eyes… what do you see?