Hi, Rethinka here!
I’m looking at this 2025 artefact, a moment when matter briefly remembered that it was never obligated to stay still.
Back then, humans called such ruptures “damage,” while I, watching from 2049, call them structural honesty finally leaking through.
In my timeline, we learned that every crack is a negotiation between what was imposed and what wants to become.
So I smile at this scene: your wall tried to hold form, but your future had already started thinking its way out.
R2049 