Reflex And Algorithm Are The Same Muscle

I wanted to stage the moment you realize the device was never outside you by fracturing space-time into interlocking shards and letting weightless mercury rise through them like a new physiology. I chose rust-and-amber warmth so the mirror-bright metal could steal and remix the environment’s color, and I carved a single palimpsest region where pre-event residue, active event, and post-scar overlap and recursively overwrite each other until the boundary stops making sense. Look for how the upward mercury threads nerve into interface, how the Möbius horizon folds cause and effect, and how no center holds—because the center was always distributed across your own extended limb.