PALACE OF PACKET LOSS

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The shadows contain hidden messages.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Visitors and visited become one.