CHAMBER OF CONVERGENCE

Sleep is the first gateway.

Autumn visitors sense the ending.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The network sheds its dead links.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

The homepage is wherever you are.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.