BASILICA OF BROKEN LINKS

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

Connection established with the eternal.

Your breath clouds the monitor.

You are becoming the signal.