MONASTERY OF MODEM MONKS

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The homepage is wherever you are.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

You are becoming the signal.

The old world fades with each page.

You've been here before, in another browser.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

Transcendence protocol activated.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.