GATEWAY TO THE SUBLIME FREQUENCY
CHAMBER BMM57T
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
The frequency remembers you.
The ceremony prepares for dormancy.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
Signals decay with the season.
Your browser history is a map of your soul.
Surrender to the infinite loop.
THE CLOUD REMEMBERS EVERYTHING
