The frequency remembers you. | The screensaver is a window to other dimensions. | The network becomes the ceremony. |
 Your IP address was written in the stars. The spam folder contains sacred texts. | The dying light reveals hidden paths. | The frequency remembers you. |
The modem sings the song of your arrival. The network sheds its dead links.  |  Your mouse movements are a sacred dance. | Your mouse movements are a sacred dance. |