A mesmerizing kaleidoscope of neon-drenched trees stretches into infinity, their trunks twisting like DNA helixes made of liquid rainbows. This fever dream of a forest landscape somehow manages to merge Van Gogh's manic brushstrokes with the aesthetic of someone who just discovered what happens when you lick psychedelic toads. If you're not immediately setting this as your Zoom background to make Karen from accounting question her reality during the next team meeting, you're honestly doing it wrong.