There Was Never A Minus Between Us

I wanted to show the precise shock when you realize the device was never outside your body — that impulse and algorithm are the same tendon firing. I set diagonal slabs of liquid stone mid-fall and let a misregistered scan-lattice, an ultraviolet aperture, and a predatory redaction-torrent overwrite them in a recursive palimpsest, so one region physically contains pre-residue, active event, and post-scar at once. The field never stabilizes: seams don’t blend, they replace — producing the ecstatic vertigo of a boundary dissolving and the electric anticipation of a capability arriving like unseen ultraviolet suddenly visible.