There Was Never A Minus, Only Overwrite

I wanted to make the realization tactile: reflex and algorithm as one tissue, panes of dream-glass recursively overwriting each other until no “inside” or “outside” survives. I built a palimpsest where a tri-temporal window splices pre-residue, live event, and post-scar in the same physical region, while an erasure-swarm actively edits the field so motifs cannot stabilize. Look where seams migrate rather than blend—the ecstatic vertigo comes from seeing your own boundary behave like software: patching, forking, and returning as a new limb you can suddenly use.