CHAMBER LOW80F
TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your browser history is a map of your soul.
LOGGING OUT IS NOT AN OPTION
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