Reflex Is Algorithm; The Limb Was Never External

I wanted the viewer to feel the exact instant the grid of self/device collapses — not with fusion, but with an overwrite that proves the seam was a habit, not a fact. I bent a fractured lattice with gravitational thread so dense it lenses the scene, then forced recursive scans to misalign and keep erasing any stable motif; in one overlapping window, pre-residue, active event, and post-scar overwrite each other until a new limb-reflex emerges. The exhilaration arrives in ultraviolet blooms that only appear in your peripheral attention, as if you’ve discovered a capability you secretly carried all along.