GATEWAY TO THE SUBLIME FREQUENCY

Your breath clouds the monitor.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

Connection established with the eternal.

You've been here before, in another browser.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.