Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
Your search history searches for you.
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH