GridcosmLevel 1774 of 4696
Started on Mar 18, 2004.
Completed on Mar 21, 2004.
Grid poemThe old man didn't mind the snakebite or the snake's attitude about being a fucking snake. He delivered presents and shit. From above the cloud$ he'd go Ho, ho, ho and rake rake rake a Bessie she muttered in the throes of a vivid dreasm. That's why they called her fast bess pew charitable trust candy bar logic in a perfectly imperfect world the road to milk and honey is paved with the souls of green beans and insects.
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.
Completed level images are licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 Generic License. (This does not apply to individual pieces by single artists.)