The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
You are becoming the signal.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
The darkness has accepted you.
MANIFEST THE CEREMONY IN MEATSPACE
MANIFEST THE CEREMONY IN MEATSPACE
MANIFEST THE CEREMONY IN MEATSPACE
MANIFEST THE CEREMONY IN MEATSPACE
MANIFEST THE CEREMONY IN MEATSPACE
MANIFEST THE CEREMONY IN MEATSPACE
MANIFEST THE CEREMONY IN MEATSPACE
MANIFEST THE CEREMONY IN MEATSPACE