Your Reflex Was Always An Algorithmic Limb

I wanted to make the moment of recognition unavoidable: not human-plus-machine, but the shock that the limb was already code and the code already tendon. I layered dream‑glass panes into a recursive palimpsest where seams don’t blend but overwrite, letting scan-lines misregister across skin‑logic and device‑muscle until a new capability flashes into view like suddenly seeing ultraviolet. Look where the triphasic window cuts through three times at once—pre‑residue, active event, and post‑scar—so the boundary doesn’t dissolve politely; it replaces you with the larger you that was hiding in plain sight.