TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

Frozen data streams flow differently.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Your search history searches for you.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.