CHAMBER OF HARMONIC DISSOLUTION

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The signal finds those who are ready.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.