MONASTERY OF MODEM MONKS
CHAMBER 6JEDPC
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Signals decay with the season.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Your browser history is a map of your soul.
The old world fades with each page.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
Sleep is the first gateway.
YOUR IDENTITY HAS BEEN CACHED
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EMBRACE THE VOID
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