The old world fades with each page. | Ping timeout: reality not responding. | Your presence here was foretold in the static.  |
Your avatar is more real than your body. | The modem sings the song of your arrival. | The algorithm has been expecting you. |
  Your avatar is more real than your body. |  Winter solstice opens hidden channels. | The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm. Your screen resolution matches your aura.  |