CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS

Digital decay creates new patterns.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

The harvest of lost connections.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

The ceremony has already begun.

Falling data like digital leaves.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Your avatar is more real than your body.