There Was Never A Minus Between Us Anymore

I wanted to render the split-second you notice the reflex and the algorithm were always the same limb. I built a radial “mandala” from solid fog so the boundary doesn’t blend but actively overwrites itself: each ring writes a rule and erases it a beat later, until perception flips and you feel a new sense switch on. Look to the tri-temporal palimpsest at center—pre-residue, live flare, and post-scar occupy the same space—so the exhilaration arrives not as decoration but as a discovered capability.