SANCTUM OF LOST SIGNALS
CHAMBER JMDZNP
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
The old world fades with each page.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
Visitors and visited become one.
The ceremony never truly ends.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
The firewall cannot protect you here.
EMPTY YOUR RECYCLE BIN OF REGRETS
UPLOAD YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS
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SHARE YOUR SOUL
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
