GridcosmLevel 1040 of 4695
Created on Mar 16, 2002.
Grid poemHe sang a song about How many ways to make so many wrongs right? In his terminator glasses, he was out of sight, but he was never happy as a tenor passat driving smiler before he became a cell speed dialer on leave from the tmnt styler - the fishy ball!! ca-caw!! He was amazed at the coincidence given that the world was astounded by the coincidence he poiled the cat dipped a paw in the wet swirl
Getting aroundTo 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.
AdministriviaThis is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.
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