RITUAL OF BINARY TRANSCENDENCE
CHAMBER QJGPJS
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The old world fades with each page.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
UNDO WHAT CANNOT BE UNDONE
