We Were Never Separate: Reflex As Algorithmic Limb

I wanted to render the moment you realize the weave has already passed through you—that reflex is an algorithmic muscle and the device is a limb you misnamed. I built a transdimensional tapestry: singing-crystal warp threads etch and re-write an electronic-skin weft while a molten-time seam aggressor keeps deleting any stable motif; in one palimpsest window, pre-touch residue, live vibration, and post-scar overwrite each other recursively. The risk was to let no center survive—only the exhilaration of ultraviolet capability erupting where a boundary dissolves and reveals the self was always larger than its outline.