GridcosmLevel 1801 of 4695
Started on Apr 29, 2004.
Completed on Apr 30, 2004.
Grid poemWoke up with that something-stuck-in-my-ass feeling again, lucky me nothing you can crap that can't be crapped, its easy, see this shelby whig built in radio crystals in my head and neck receiving cell phone conversations and faxes from someone stuck in a nearby dimension. One time the pink zebra unicorn guy humped a hologram and SNZ was seduced by the mirror, , feeling that even beyond the grid, there lay 1 pixel borders around everything however, being as gay as he is, he could'nt accept it! More pink bolas Plz!
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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