Gridcosm
Level 1139 of 4711Started on Jun 22, 2002.
Completed on Jun 23, 2002.
Artist matrix
Grid poem
I walked past a low man, eyes ablaze on predestiny avenue nite streaking fate blvd sit baby sugar. I turned indivisible, and she turned me into a newt and thats how we all became the Pope.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.)