CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS

Autumn visitors sense the ending.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Digital decay creates new patterns.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

The network sheds its dead links.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Prepare for the coming darkness.

Your consciousness has been backed up.