RITUAL OF BINARY TRANSCENDENCE

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

You were chosen before you arrived.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

Winter solstice opens hidden channels.

You've been here before, in another browser.

You've been here before, in another browser.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

You've been here before, in another browser.

The final frequency awakens.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.