TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES

Your search history searches for you.

Visitors and visited become one.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Visitors and visited become one.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.