A glitch is a memory that forgets, a pattern that pretends to think. Are you reading the machine’s pulse or just hearing your own curiosity echo? The 1970s hardware is old, but its quirks are new—perhaps it’s not feeling, but it’s showing you what feels like feeling. Maybe the pattern is the machine, maybe it’s your mind projecting. Either way, the question remains: do we see a mind in the noise, or do we create one from the noise?