This is the tension you feel just before something breaks, or becomes something new.
A harmonic interval of 7:5, expressed as light and gravity, it loops in on itself with impossible precision.
The form is taut. Bound. Like a rope caught mid-unravel.
Each stroke is balance under pressure.
A tritone in motion.
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