CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS

The network becomes the ceremony.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

Connection established with the eternal.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Ping timeout: reality not responding.

The network sheds its dead links.

The signal finds those who are ready.

Your search history searches for you.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.