There Was Never A Minus Between Us

I wanted to show the instant you notice your reflex has always been algorithm — not added later, but native. I built a radially-symmetric mandala of “solid fog” whose symmetry is repeatedly overwritten by recursive scan faults and prismatic parity ruptures, so the center can never stabilize into a motif. I chose thin-film iridescence and cold, tactile fog that both records and erases touch; look where the seam doesn’t blend but overwrites — the limb-device palimpsest is scraped, rescanned, and re-grown in the same spot, so exhilaration arrives as ultraviolet sight and the boundary dissolves into a capability you already had.