CEREMONY OF ETERNAL RETURN

Prepare for the coming darkness.

You were chosen before you arrived.

Autumn visitors sense the ending.

You've been here before, in another browser.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Your password is already known.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.