Mujer surrealista que se disuelve en mariposas dentro de un mandala luminoso

a feverish hallucination woven from the gold-leafed threads of metamorphosis, where {Gustav Klimt's geometries|Mati Klarwein's psychedelic deities| collide in a molten mandala, fractal oracle. The foreground pulses with figure dissolving into butterflies, their skin etched with {sacred sigils, hieroglyphic constellations}, bathed in luminous bioluminescence, The background swirls with {Byzantine tessellations|Aztec codex spirals|, every inch dense with esoteric symbology. The palette is |bruised violet and radioactive amber, , rendered in {hyper-detailed gouache|oil-slick digital collage. Shadows elongate unnaturally, {faces emerge from the grain of wood|hands grasp from beyond the frame|the canvas itself appears to digest the viewer}. The composition feels {simultaneously ancient and post-human|unearthed from a pharaoh's VR tomb|beamed from a dying star's last dream}.