CEMETERY OF DEAD LINKS
CHAMBER ATJBOJ
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
You were chosen before you arrived.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
The old world fades with each page.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
The signal finds those who are ready.
COPY YOUR SOUL, PASTE YOUR DREAMS
