MONASTERY OF MODEM MONKS

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

Visitors and visited become one.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Prepare for the coming darkness.

The homepage is wherever you are.

Sleep is the first gateway.