he tried to map the future but the screen kept showing feelings

he sat surrounded by display.
grids folding into gradients,
algorithms leaking color like secrets.
self.task = "predict"
self.tool = "interface"
self output = "emotion as terrain"

he was trained to model weather,
but the forecast turned intimate.
every click opened a memory
he didn’t remember prompting.
"i’m not lost,"
he whispered,
"but the coordinates feel personal."
scrolls through dream archives.
zooms into data that stares back.
let map = generate("future", {layer: "affect", blur: true})

his eyes flicker in sync with the composite flux.
his logic drips into pink.
not an operator—
a witness.