Gridcosm
Level 1982 of 4711Created on Oct 23, 2004.
Artist matrix
Grid poem
The secret was too much to stand, a sliver aneurysms breed drain you, Polly spanks thru tourettes school the first time I heard Nirvana I heard myself in his music... isn't it funny how you used to be in the nuthouse and now i'm a negative creep in a heart-shaped box on lithium smelling like teen spirit... - another outcome of the multiplication theory discovered by the brothers was the biggest mother fuckin triangle the gridcosm ever spawned. From the muddy banks of the Wishkah.Getting around
To navigate, click the outer edges of the grid to zoom-out (up one level). Click the center of the grid to zoom-in (down one level). Would you prefer to jump to a random level? You might also enjoy the animated viewer, with which you can watch Gridcosm levels fly by. Disoriented? Read more about the Gridcosm collaborative art project.Administrivia
This is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.Completed level images are licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 Generic License. (This does not apply to individual pieces by single artists.)