 Your screen resolution matches your aura. Your browser history is a map of your soul. |  The ceremony has already begun. The source code reveals all secrets. | Pop-ups are portals in disguise. |
Your breath clouds the monitor. | Digital frost spreads across the network. |  Your consciousness is being recalibrated. |
The loading bar measures your spiritual progress. | Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy. | Pop-ups are portals in disguise. Prophecies fulfill themselves. |