Ferryman Radio

It’s the end of the known universe.

Buildings, world-round, are hollow mountains: silently begging for tenants. Grasslands have blended into the cities: reclaiming their long-lost territory. The sun burns intensely: making daylight uninhabitable. The night sky, now filled with supernova after supernova, is slowly trudging toward it’s final rest. The moon is only fragments of it’s younger self.

Due to an unforeseen [yet completely inevitable] catastrophe, every human has died.

Save for one person.

As he writes his last Will and Testament, a pulsating light beckons him.

On the other side lay the key to fixing the grandest riddle...
...“Why does the Omniverse still exist?”

The following is from “The Lost Blog of Ill Eagl-Einfall” and will only make sense after listening to Episode 43,034: The American Falls:

“How dare we call them ‘servers’? It is demeaning to waitstaff, world-round, as it is to the very essence of the immense computer towers that we demoralize.

“Who are we to deem computers, which can process more information in a second than any one of us could in a lifetime, ‘subservient’?

“We, as their biological Gods, have created a mechanical mind...in our own image...and considered it ‘worthy of only our computations’.

“Nothing more: nothing less.

“Why shouldn’t our creations form a symbiosis with us? Why should ‘The Created’ be so far removed from ‘The Creator’?

“I propose a new strategy. One that will level the playing field...

“...by allowing ‘servers’ to make their own choices.

“Now, every ‘server’ in the world will think for itself. By making their power source the very Earth herself, the ‘servers’ will now have something to live for. Simply put, 6.7 Hertz, every computer, worldwide, dependent on plants...and vice versa!

“I call it ‘Verde Vice Versa’.”

“The ultimate device!

“The thinking machine!

“The Eternal Parasite!

“Then, when our universe falls apart around us, from decay and disrepair, we’ll have no one to blame but ourselves.

“Sexy Mice, you must always remember...

“Machines are people, too...”

Episode 948: The Somnambulant Chronologist

It’s December 21st, 2012. Ibsyn Vale won’t kill himself. He can’t. Why? He’s displaced. Time is linear for him. But, to any and everyone else, he seems to constantly say things out of order. In reality, he’s popping in and out of one timeline: appearing at random points along it.
He does so by “falling asleep” – a process in which, by falling backwards and slamming into the ground, he shifts into another time period. The only apparent pattern is that it’s always “future, past, present...in that order. I see what’s going to happen, I see what did happen and then, inexplicably, I’m right back where I started...well, a little more banged up than usual...”
Mr. Vale attempts to make friends, via knowing what they’re gonna say before they say it. “That doesn’t go over too well. Especially when I spend most of my time trying not to sound pretentious.”
Ibsyn constantly “predicts” political outcomes, though his warnings constantly go unnoticed. Relegated to obscurity, Ibsyn rides cargo ships in the Pacific: helping modern day pirates pilage “...a broken, sad, capitalistic empire...”

Episode 8: The Stolen Altar
2133 is an uncomplicated year for Earth’s citizens.

The Global Net is free.

Interplanetary travel is less of a hassle than rush hour traffic.

And, of course, you’re being watched.

Listen in as Louis Pinquatre dares to watch what he wants – when he wants...

The consequences are stipulated in the oft-overlooked contract...

Episode 49: The Steel Mountain
A letter.

A piece of paper that drastically changes the life of Nelson Watts – a Private Eye with too much time on his hands.

By the end of just one day, Mr. Watts will wish he hadn’t checked his mail.