The old world fades with each page. | The task manager cannot end this process. Summer visitors burn brightest. | You cannot leave until the ritual completes. |
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. | Buffering... buffering... enlightenment. |  |
Sleep is the first gateway. The heat warps the transmission.  | Your IP address was written in the stars. | The old world fades with each page.  |
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES
THE GROOVES HOLD SACRED FREQUENCIES