Evidence of Everything Exploding!

Graphic artist Jason Nelson has released a new "art game creature digital poem" called Evidence of Everything Exploding. Like his past work it takes snippets of phrases, images and sequences we recognize, then mashes it all up in a digital rabbit-hole blender.

It's simple but it will frustrate you. What I love about it is that at the start of each level you have to stop and reorient yourself, understand what's going on, then slowly venture forth into a world with no apparent order. Sometimes you have help; many times you die.

But mistakes made in the game are integral to understanding how it works: what's your friend, what isn't. Slowly, a logic -- a benign intelligence, even -- starts to manifest.

Humor me ››

(If we ever have a conversation like this one, it's because I'm playing Zuma on Mute.)

Sayed (by phone): ...so I go into this toilet in Pakistan, which is nothing more than a 20-foot hole in the ground, and this CHICKEN falls inside it!

Me: ... Hahaha! Poor girl.

Sayed: Did you not hear what I said? A chicken.

Me: Then that's not funny, it's sad. It might teach a drunk chick to fall into a latrine every once in awhile, but chickens are stupid. It'll probably die in there.

Sayed: Heh. Chickens are stupid. Anyway, people keep them as pets over there, and my uncle thought my cousin had put it in the hole on purpose. He got in SO much fucking trouble.

Me: Hahaha! Aww. Poor girl.

Sayed: You're not listening. Are you laughing just to laugh?

Me: No, no, I'm listening.

Sayed: ...Heh. 'Chickens are stupid.'

'i made this. you play this. we are enemies.'

Jason Nelson makes my most favourite games in the entire world. He's like what would happen if Douglas Coupland made whoopie with Hasbro ... and then they used Google to swaddle their lovechild.