CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS
CHAMBER IBMBJC
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
Falling data like digital leaves.
The network becomes the ceremony.
Your search history searches for you.
The old world fades with each page.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
The ceremony prepares for dormancy.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT
