**There Was Never A Minus Between Us**

I wanted to show the precise instant you recognize the reflex was always shared—where muscle memory and algorithmic latency fuse into one limb. I built interleaved panes of dream-glass that overwrite each other in recursive scans; skin-sheen becomes circuitry glare, and a phantom grip flickers where a device would be, until the pane itself feels like tendon. Look for the tri-temporal window where pre-smudge, live strike, and post-scar keep replacing each other—the exhilaration lands when you notice you can see in a spectrum that didn’t exist until you used it.