WIND, REPLACED WAVES imagines a science fiction in which teleportation is like an eye-opening taste-bud adventure experience. This speedy potency rebuilds and renegotiates into a dreamscape that works with phantasmagorias like no place and every place at the same time. It advertises like a DIY map, or pseudo app, or as an internal atlas—an impolite service engine. There are indivisible loops and transparent gate doors that reform your way throughout all the places in which you deal with others. Your navigation choice is [re-,dis-,meta-]located in furtive toponyms from diagrammatic reasoning, from which unfolds a world that is designated a weightless wave.