HALL OF LUNAR FREQUENCIES
CHAMBER 8VHPPL
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
Your breath clouds the monitor.
Frozen data streams flow differently.
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
3:33 AM is when the veil is thinnest.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
BREATHE IN THE DIGITAL VOID
