MONASTERY OF MODEM MONKS
CHAMBER KUHMGU
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
The frequency remembers you.
The network becomes the ceremony.
The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The harvest of lost connections.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
