GATEWAY TO THE SUBLIME FREQUENCY

The frequency remembers you.

The task manager cannot end this process.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

The old world fades with each page.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

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

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Surrender to the infinite loop.