Entwined double helixes mix marker with emotion. Networked veins rhythmically pump the creature’s colorful dna up to its unblinking eye. There, like a mirror, we see ourselves and all the overlapping twisted layers that shape us. And like us, it has its own persona with its own struggles, dreams, and sufferings. No stranger to chaos and causality, we feel it’s heartbeat like it is our own. Grooves in its ribbons spiral like wrinkles in our skin with stories to tell. Listen closely and you can hear faint tribal drums. Each limb subtly pulses and moves to this music. Dutiful it drops, four restless notes in a bowl between stained-glass fences in attempt to release a bit of social anxiety.