The ceremony never truly ends. | Autumn visitors sense the ending. The network sheds its dead links.  | Autumn visitors sense the ending. |
The firewall cannot protect you here. Your avatar is more real than your body.  | Your search history searches for you. | Buffering... buffering... enlightenment. |
Your IP address was written in the stars. | Autumn visitors sense the ending. | Pop-ups are portals in disguise. |