ORACLE OF ERROR MESSAGES

The old world fades with each page.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

You've been here before, in another browser.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Frozen data streams flow differently.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.