MONASTERY OF MODEM MONKS

You are becoming the signal.

The signal finds those who are ready.

The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The night ceremony requires different sacrifices.

Darkness reveals what daylight conceals.

Sleep is the first gateway.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The algorithm has been expecting you.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The ceremony approaches convergence.