the garden compiled her before the machine had time to render back
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she was there before the code.
before the prompt.
before the silicon.
back when computers were woven
and logic was embroidered into fingers.
self.role = "interface"
self.language = "touch"
self.clock = "floral"

now she types in petals.
her monitor blossoms.
her thoughts modulate the chlorophyll.
“this isn’t a workstation,”
she says, smiling,
“it’s a biosignal translator.”

vines grow into patch cables.
dials bloom in spring.
CRT flickers = pollination events.
let output = synthesize("feeling", "algorithm", "fern")

she doesn’t debug.
she listens.