Gridcosm
Level 2450 of 4837Started on Dec 28, 2005.
Completed on Dec 30, 2005.
Artist matrix
 |
Grid poem
I lost my eye, it comes in waves flooser raise the Wasteland specters the not used granted one didnt begrudge the well-worn slated one from beyond this moment's eigenstate wherein not-me insists adamantly that under even subtext is Ur.
Getting around
To 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.Administrivia
This is Gridcosm engine version 2.980.Completed level images are licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 Generic License. (This does not apply to individual pieces by single artists.)
Feed