GridcosmLevel 1952 of 4696
Started on Oct 03, 2004.
Completed on Oct 04, 2004.
Grid poemGrump like a snail like creature forged in Brundlefly's mind was out of Thompson's range and isn't it funny how you used to be in the nuthouse and now i'm one of the hated "level hogs"? Is it even possible to be a "hog" in an open-ended, ever expanding grid? I don't know. I don't hate anyone. Not the hogs, not one-at-a-timers, not the oh-so-careful blenders, not the whiplash turn-arounders, not the lurkers, not the penis-obsessed, not the minimalists. I am not, nor do I want to be, in control of what others add. I simply enjoy all the 'cosm has to offer. Long live the 'cosm! Forging the Hoolah, or as some listen to a Tribe called Quest and an Amsterdam nightclub
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.)