Right next door, a distant dimension leaks into yours. Every Monday a portal opens up to reveal long-armed sulfur-based life forms: Cute mini-monsters reeking of mutated mystery. They can’t wait to get a hold of your Wi-Fi. They love installing viruses in your vortex of your cortex. Projecting past experiences on tubes in their homes.
Luckily, there is one outpost, somewhere in the middle-outskirts of the Soy Milky Way, the folks at Metalepsy — a collaborative couple*, actually — are recording, much like their stone-age predecessors, the awe-inspiring and utterly ridiculous things that are happening around them. Will any evidence of us survive after we’re gone? Perhaps a black hole is our best chance at preserving our precious data.

Until we can find the right medium to preserve this forever, please tune in here, every Monday, for a taste of the wild frontier or Metalepsy.

Brought to you by Metalepsy.
* Allan Dorr & Sibylle Manss