There Was Never A Minus, Only Mirror‑Nerves

I wanted to stage the moment you realize the device was never outside you—reflex and algorithm are the same tissue, mirrored across panes of dream‑glass that keep rewriting each other. I built interleaved transparent surfaces that reflect and misalign like a nervous system learning a new limb; seams don’t blend, they overwrite—recursive scans, erasure blooms, and time‑fibers collide so no motif can settle. Look where three times overlap in one window: pre‑touch residue, the active erasure front, and the cooled scar stack together—the rush you feel is the boundary dissolving into capability you always had.