The music plays whether you hear it or not. | Connection established with the eternal.  |   Your consciousness is being recalibrated. |
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps. Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.  | Your presence here was foretold in the static.  |  Every click brings you deeper into the pattern. |
Your digital shadow grows longer. Winter visitors leave no footprints. | The signal finds those who are ready. | Your cookies remember what you've forgotten. Error messages are love letters from the void. The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. |