Your consciousness is being recalibrated. | The music plays whether you hear it or not.  The chatroom is empty but never alone. | The spam folder contains sacred texts. |
Error messages are love letters from the void. The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. |  | The final frequency awakens. |
The heat warps the transmission. | Your consciousness is being recalibrated.  | Your browser history is a map of your soul. |