TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

The final frequency awakens.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

The final frequency awakens.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

The old world fades with each page.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

Signals decay with the season.

You were chosen before you arrived.

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

The frequency remembers you.

Your avatar is more real than your body.