SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS
CHAMBER ASLJAB
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
The network becomes the ceremony.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
Your browser history is a map of your soul.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
The old world fades with each page.
THE ALGORITHM OWNS YOUR THOUGHTS
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