OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS

The signal finds those who are ready.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

The source code reveals all secrets.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

The network sheds its dead links.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The network sheds its dead links.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.