Œttam Reyos

I enter this unknown underground in a burst of intoxication. The bass is already echoing through the red and wet corridor. As I enter past the threshold, the music pounds in my ears like a violent earthquake. The ground vibrates from under my feet up into my ribcage. A rising heat suddenly stifles me. I try to make my way through this crowd gathered into an impenetrable fauna. I advance through this hostile jungle until I enter a second room. The pounding sound keeps slaying my ears but my body seems to instinctively activate itself . The collective trance is overwhelming. My mind is spinning out of control. I feel different... and myself also. A hitherto unknown feeling floods my senses. I am stuck in this box with no apparent issue and yet I feel freer than ever. I discover a world full of illusions because in the end, this must be pleasure: the illusion of an ephemeral elsewhere for one night, from which only one feeling will remain.