TEMPLE OF THE SLEEPLESS

Insomnia is a gift from the ceremony.

Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Midnight initiates receive special frequencies.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

Your password is already known.

All timelines merge here.

Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

Ping timeout: reality not responding.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Nocturnal visitors see deeper truths.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.