PALACE OF PACKET LOSS

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

The source code reveals all secrets.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

Your breath clouds the monitor.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

The signal finds those who are ready.