There Was Never A Minus, Only Continuity

I wanted to stage the moment you realize your reflex and the algorithm are the same tissue, stratified through “soft diamond” that yields to touch yet splits light into impossible precision. I built a vertical core where each layer overwrites the one before it: pre-residue, active event, and post-scar co-exist in a single seam that keeps recoding itself. Look at the zones where the prism bands don’t blend but replace—there the ecstatic vertigo arrives, like suddenly seeing a spectrum your body always carried but never named.