Gridcosm
Level 598 of 4709Started on Nov 16, 2000.
Completed on Nov 17, 2000.
Artist matrix
Grid poem
Drifting deeper and slower as Phyllis Dyller becomes anagramatically related to the thing that ate my lungs while I was sleeping. Now why I ain't seen you? Puffy lips nab bibb sect reflect supereptilian ancestors. Well bless my skippy CD. That happy little fellow up there is.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 2.931.Completed level images are licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 Generic License. (This does not apply to individual pieces by single artists.)