GridcosmLevel 2298 of 4664
Started on Jun 30, 2005.
Completed on Jul 07, 2005.
Grid poemWe can read the signs and we know that the price of freedom is eternal vigilance, but who will watch the watchers? A blog nation pierced by fat sag has he minus a slithy tove to warrant this piece of free expression. A google, a gobel, rhymes with Chenobyl. Behove! Behove! The clock is ticking. Sign of too much semiotics, post-structuralism and other heathen intellectual pursuits not enjoyed by a bird in a hand,
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.)