An incredible pressure makes everything in my space compress into an impossible shape that swallows everything in its way and crushes it to smithereens. there's no space and there's no time, just the inconceivable shove throughout the dangerous curves where my mind travels. smashing against every wall and bleeds to mark its path. does it end when I reach the finish line or will something propel it back to the starting point. I'm scared to continue but I can't stop the speed that breaks me into a million pieces.
This typographic letterform exploration portrays a dynamic path that creates a revolving way through which matter courses. a closed space in which the start never begins and the end never finishes.
