GridcosmLevel 4199 of 4664
Started on Jul 28, 2017.
Completed on Jul 29, 2017.
Grid poemBy reading my manuscripts and burning ancient artifacts and shooting goldfishes with my speargun Fucked up way squares she swears she's not an angel. But I still say so... An Angel she may not have been... Yet I'm reclaiming my time.
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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