There Was Never A Minus—Only Reflex Becoming

I wanted to render the moment you realize the device was never outside you—reflex and algorithm share one nervous spark. I built a radial mandala in solid fog where symmetry keeps threatening to form a motif, only to be overwritten by recursive scan-faults and prismatic shears that collapse origin and outcome. Look at the central annulus where pre-residue, live-burn, and post-scar occupy the same space—there the seam doesn’t blend, it rewrites you until you recognize new sight as your native state.