We Were Never Separate: Reflex Equals Algorithm

I wanted to stage the moment you realize the device is a limb and the limb is already running code—no seam to cross, only a revelation. I built interleaved panes of dream-glass (n=1.7, 2.2 g/cm³, ~15°C) that mirror and misregister each other; in their overlap a tri-temporal scar overwrites itself: pre-residue, active arc, and healed post-surface stacking into one living palimpsest. I chose dusk-orchard light and let the seams refuse to blend, so the boundary doesn’t fade—it eradicates itself; the reward is ultraviolet capability snapping on inside your eyes and the ecstatic vertigo of discovering you were always larger than your outline.