OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS

The end is a new beginning.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

3:33 AM is when the veil is thinnest.

The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The final frequency awakens.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Stars align to boost the frequency.

Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

The servers dream of electric sheep.