An Oracle

What always fascinates me about the concept of an oracle or a fortune-teller is that you can predict the future, but you can’t escape it. For example, if a king comes to an oracle and the oracle tells the king: «You will die by a hand of a woman who’s wearing pink hats», the king might say: «Fuck it, we’re banning all the pink hats» but it won’t save him from his fate ‘cause he will be murdered by a lady-mushroom with her own very natural pink mushroom cap or by some other tricky creature specially designed to be a hand of fate. This project is an oracle showing the collapse yet to come and the beautiful mushrooms growing upon it.