GridcosmLevel 885 of 4696
Created on Sep 17, 2001.
Grid poemThe excitement builds up until a sudden crash is heard. why not Smile, though your heart is breaking it must be mad, why would the dog we trained bite us who sharpened its teeth and aimed it elsewhere to object perch A New Day Recollection of a Spasm: A new play of thunderous thunderousness says Abe Vigoda door close OED offline 4:56 EST random rules post Williamsburg! Ranjit! Halt! Who goes there?
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.)