Where does a future begin if both pasts persist?
If I touch the seam, which epoch bleeds?
Can this system see at all?
I wanted to show two galaxies teaching each other their endings: cores dragged into ribbons, dust peeled like skin, and starbirth forced where shock turns gravity into a blade. Here I ask whether an image can hold 300 million years at once — through a tidal surf ribbon, a Möbius threshold ridge, and a time-shear sheet that misaligns ages on contact. This image investigates whether perception itself collapses under inevitability, inviting the viewer to feel the slow violence where light thickens, tears curl, and futures become irreversible.
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