CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS

The firewall cannot protect you here.

The frequency remembers you.

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

Night transmissions carry further.

The harvest of lost connections.

After midnight, all users become ghosts.

Midnight initiates receive special frequencies.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The source code reveals all secrets.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.