A mysterious evil do-er from Far Away was held up as the author of these atrocities.
How come people are so gullible?!!?”
Other people just walked by as if it wasn’t there. Maybe it was a mirage. I was out on a stretch of motorway called the N7 near the place of the Red Cow. A mysterious crossroads that has been changing shape and direction for many years now so I was ready for anything.
Then I noticed a transparent building, this must be powerful magic or science or something.
A magician walked by and gave the building form. I knew he was a sorcerer from his funny shoes and purple robes.
and I did and it was beautiful. Undulating ribs of oxidized iron with perfect squares as doors! Even better than the dream.
The Red Cow is truly a mysterious zone.
The hoardings of the unsold apartment blocks in my neighbourhood are beginning to become over grown. Like some lost garden of delights or secret oasis that a weary traveler might find on their journey through the grey city.
The promise of luxury lifestyle peeks out from beneath the ivy beckoning an unwary innocent into their folds….
or wandering around taking pictures on the weekends, although it has been defined as ‘to vandalise dormant energies by an act of ambulant signmaking’. by Colin Graham who lectures in English at NUI Maynooth.
so there’s more to it than wandering around taking pictures on the weekend…
or is there?