They drop these dripping orbs into an hourglass that screams with every grain's descent, rattling the cosmos like a cosmic cicada. Soon the glass brims with pulsing worlds — slimy, shimmering, half-alive — waiting to explode at the next tilt, as the ants march on, mindlessly collecting universes to feed the insatiable clock. 2:56 min HD video loop. Edition of 5.