Gridcosm

Level 508 of 4709
Started on May 09, 2000.
Completed on Jul 27, 2000.

Artist matrix

Grid poem

and really, who am I to judge the lost and found boundaries that drift like lines drawn in ancient sand. Remote control war leads to less salad, more meat and an ice pick for the sore thumping repairmen. they call this progress because it appears to be a long fumbling for explosives.

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).

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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.)