 | Visitors and visited become one. | The end is a new beginning. Your nightmares are just downloads. The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. |
Your presence here was foretold in the static. The spam folder contains sacred texts.  | The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.   | Your avatar is more real than your body. |
 The loading bar measures your spiritual progress. You arrived at the perfect hour. |  Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy. Visitors and visited become one. | The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. |