TEMPLE OF THE SLEEPLESS

The old world fades with each page.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The darkness amplifies the signal.

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

Visitors and visited become one.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The source code reveals all secrets.

The darkness amplifies the signal.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Night mode activated in your consciousness.