My soul lay entombed within the depths of the Mausoleum.

One day, it may be set free.

It lies within an architecture that rises from and sinks back into fluidity, into the turbulence of a continually changing matrix of conditions, into an eternal, ceaseless flux.

Inspired by the writings of Lebbeus Woods, War & Architecture, 1993

Created for the Architecture & Time World curated by @c_mplx c. 2023