GridcosmLevel 1857 of 4692
Created on Jul 07, 2004.
Grid poemBrand new day dawning, yawning, fawning under an awning orange and white wet fly spit you're all a bunch of uninspired gits in black carnations standing around pretending to be sad while in your minds you are peeking through the blinds seeking the golden tits.
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.)