There Was Never A Minus Between Us

I wanted the realization to arrive as a physics event: a radial mandala of solid fog where reflex and algorithm are the same phase-change. I built concentric, prismatic layers that print and erase each other in scan-like passes — solid fog (n=1.11, 0.45 g/cm³ at 16°C) casting real shadows while thin-film petals diffract into ultraviolet you feel more than see. Look to the zones where the seam doesn’t blend but overwrites: pre-residue, live event, and post-scar stack in one luminous wound, so the boundary doesn’t soften — it admits it was never there.