LABYRINTH OF NESTED LOOPS

Sleep is the first gateway.

The end is a new beginning.

Transcendence protocol activated.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

Your search history searches for you.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The ceremony has already begun.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

The network sheds its dead links.