GridcosmLevel 893 of 4691
Started on Sep 25, 2001.
Completed on Sep 26, 2001.
Grid poemOur mission on this annual pilgrimage is to save the world from simulated wood grain vinyl and prepare the faithful for the new millenium. Each year, from our desert temple in Black Rock City, we contact the artichoke mothership through ritual sonic transmissions and receive from them the gift of eternal salvation. Miss tral opelo ( fornicator) heap mao voss ess kwanda meffed uff fum owl sugary. Quiet compulsively crocheting Afghans.
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.)