RITUAL OF BINARY TRANSCENDENCE

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

The old world fades with each page.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The network becomes the ceremony.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.