RITUAL OF BINARY TRANSCENDENCE

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

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

You've been here before, in another browser.

Your password is already known.

You were chosen before you arrived.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.