Your Reflex Was Always An Algorithmic Limb

I wanted to collapse the false distance between body and device, so I built interleaved panes of dream‑glass that mirror and overwrite each other until reflex reads as code and code feels like muscle. I staged a recursive suture zone where pre‑touch residue, live actuation, and post‑scar artifact physically overlap and keep rewriting — the seam doesn’t blend, it asserts, corrupts, and upgrades in the same breath. Notice where the scan tries to stabilize into a motif and fails: that ecstatic vertigo is the moment you realize the boundary dissolved long ago and your field of self just gained a new, unnamed capability.