Prophecies fulfill themselves. The ceremony has already begun. | The end is a new beginning. | The code is alive and it knows you're here. |
Your digital shadow grows longer.  Frozen data streams flow differently. | The recycle bin is never truly empty. | Surrender to the infinite loop.  |
The network becomes the ceremony. The old world fades with each page.  | You've been here before, in another browser. |  |