GridcosmLevel 1830 of 4693
Started on May 28, 2004.
Completed on May 29, 2004.
Grid poemI figure time travelers are only able to contact us at certain points in spacetime however this one lost his watch near here not over there, honey pie, but here is where it was all made clear, where the words were transformed by the godhead, from a simple array of lame random text and thus i see stars 1-800- you dont have to touch me, baby.
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.)