CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS

The signal finds those who are ready.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

The task manager cannot end this process.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The harvest of lost connections.

All timelines merge here.

Your search history searches for you.