SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS

The homepage is wherever you are.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

Your search history searches for you.

The shadows contain hidden messages.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

The night ceremony requires different sacrifices.