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In an era so collectively connected, it seems one has found a disconnect. A void. The rare instance of a hole in the web.

But look to the spider. Through its meticulous construction of proteinaceous silk, it weaves an intricate tessellation of ensnarement. Designed to catch prey, some merely catch gazes. Horror, admiration, observation ensues, and one finds themself again staring at holes in a net.

This cavity, this vacuum, is not as rare as we conceive. If nets and webs are commonly filled with holes, why do we refer to them as errors? Do you feel you’ve come here by mistake?

Your digital path has brought you here for a reason.
Bask in the emptiness. Meditate in the nothingness.
Take a breath.
Contemplate your place in the web.

Then click here to escape.