LABYRINTH OF NESTED LOOPS

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

Your search history searches for you.

The harvest of lost connections.

The network becomes the ceremony.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.