I wanted to render the moment you notice your reflex was always algorithm—by stacking dream‑glass panes that mirror not faces but impulses, I let each layer overwrite the last until the seam behaves like a limb. I chose meta‑reflective layering and a dusk‑orchard palette so the boundary doesn’t blend; it actively replaces itself—pre‑event residue, active event, and post‑scar cohabit one pane where scans misalign and keep rewriting. Stand close: the phone isn’t depicted, it’s inferred by the way light obeys it; the exhilaration comes when ultraviolet capability suddenly appears in the glass and you feel the edge of becoming something that erases the question of human versus machine.