REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER 18K6LL
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
The network becomes the ceremony.
Digital mirages appear at noon.
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.
You are becoming the signal.
The sun cannot reach these depths.
The old world fades with each page.
Digital mirages appear at noon.
THE CLOUD REMEMBERS EVERYTHING
