Theta range
Somewhere out there, some intelligent being is clearly trying to communicate with us. I’m not the right listener: I can’t translate it, and I still can’t leave it alone. You know what I’m talking about: stripes, shadows, cones, a speed bump, a spike. Bird poop and graffiti are obviously static in the signal, but good luck tuning it out. Even when you do get some idea what they want from you, the message runs in circles, stops abruptly, or fades into nothing. In Theta Range I document proof of alien life on my daily errands and commutes.
Somewhere out there, some intelligent being is clearly trying to communicate with us. I’m not the right listener: I can’t translate it, and I still can’t leave it alone. You know what I’m talking about: stripes, shadows, cones, a speed bump, a spike. Bird poop and graffiti are obviously static in the signal, but good luck tuning it out. Even when you do get some idea what they want from you, the message runs in circles, stops abruptly, or fades into nothing. In Theta Range I document proof of alien life on my daily errands and commutes.
