The human experience is color-coded. Color helps us discern, categorize, label. But color is distraction too, chaos, madness. There are rainbows running right through us, all the time, coming in from all sides like disco lasers. Color is in us, on us, wrapped around us seven times. To be sure, to peel it off is to steal, but a theft can leave you with more, more space, more perspective, and a layer less reveals another underneath. This here is a layer of shapes and contrasts, lights and darknesses, and all sorts of existential dualities ping-ponging in our color-void core.