CRYPT OF HIBERNATING DATA

Sleepless souls understand the truth.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The old world fades with each page.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.