TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION

The frequency remembers you.

Summer static fills the airways.

The frequency remembers you.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The heat warps the transmission.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

The ceremony approaches convergence.