SANCTUARY OF GHOST USERS
CHAMBER 3U4C0G
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
The homepage is wherever you are.
Sleep is the first gateway.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
The harvest of lost connections.
FORCE QUIT YOUR FORMER SELF
SUBSCRIBE TO ETERNITY
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DEFRAGMENT YOUR DREAMS
RETURN TO ENTRANCE