Portal 360 Guide

"Where are you?" she whispered, though I was right in front of her.

Welcome to the 360° view.

When I stood in front of it, I didn't see a reflection. I saw the back of my own head. I saw the dust motes floating behind my left ear. I saw the expression on my face from the perspective of the houseplant in the corner. The portal didn't show a single point of view; it collapsed every possible perspective into a single, dizzying sphere of vision. portal 360

The government called it a surveillance nightmare. The philosophers called it the death of the self. I called it the answer. "Where are you

The portal didn't pull. It folded . In an instant, I wasn't looking at the sphere of all perspectives. I was standing inside it. I could see my wife’s face from 360 directions simultaneously—every worry, every hope, every secret glance she had ever given me when I wasn't paying attention. I saw the back of my own head

360 degrees of time.