CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS

Every visitor leaves something behind.

The frequency remembers you.

Your password is already known.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Ice crystals form sacred patterns.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The final frequency awakens.

Transcendence protocol activated.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.