BASILICA OF BROKEN LINKS

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

You've been here before, in another browser.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Connection established with the eternal.

Visitors and visited become one.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The end is a new beginning.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.