CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS

The ceremony has already begun.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Sleep is the first gateway.

Your search history searches for you.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

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

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