Group transcendence.

Under a Scorpio full moon, an audience of 1,100 hold their collective breath and lean forward. A girl spins in gold beads and begins to fly. Another in diaphanous blue-white wings is struck by lightning, multiplicities of her float up into the darkness. Persephone makes love to her reflection (my precious love can only come from above).

Botanica is not on video yet, but there is a segment from Lunar Sea: