CHAMBER OF CONVERGENCE

Your dreams are being monitored.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

The end is a new beginning.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Winter solstice opens hidden channels.

The cold preserves deleted memories.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.