It started some months ago. I'd awake at night with images of concentric segmented rings flashing around my mind, calling to me, commanding me, jeering me, begging me to finish what I'd started.

I set to work. I created crop circles. I made elaborate handwoven murals with cotton and twine. I sailed the pacific in ever increasing circles.

The dreams did not cease, instead they became ever more disparate and galling.

Then I realised they were actually asking me to finish Filelight. So I did. I hope you like it, my uncle did.

http://www.methylblue.com/filelight/