GridcosmLevel 1912 of 4696
Started on Sep 12, 2004.
Completed on Sep 13, 2004.
Grid poemMr. sad dad had a little glass vial where he collected his tears. While circles of people you'll never know follow their paths to obscurity, the cia nbc sew of storms in the sea of tranquility. Which is good for fine ABC cows but bad for those that try to jump real high. Ashes to ashes, funk to funky....
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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