SANCTUARY OF FADING SIGNALS

Surrender to the infinite loop.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Signals decay with the season.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.