The other side of the page. Scroll to turn.
Refraction
It bends. It curves around edges and fills impossible shapes. Every gradient a small act of defiance against straight lines.
Resonance
Not words. Not symbols. Pure electromagnetic poetry. Frequencies that bypass language and arrive directly in feeling.
Frame Rate: Infinite
Photons trapped in gradients. Reflections that outlive their sources. This isn't rendering. It's archaeology of luminance.