TEMPLE OF THE AUTUMN HARVEST
CHAMBER I820E5
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The network becomes the ceremony.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
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