[NetBehaviour] Blind panic of dreams

[Simon Mclennan]

And the shepherds climbed up onto the fell top, the common, whereupon they
looked up and gazed at the string of stars, planets - Jupiter, Mars, Venus
the brightest, Saturn stretched out like a daisy chain behind which the
milky froth of galaxies and this and that the actual ceiling of the
universe.
No sheep - long gone wandered off across the mountains.  Now only the dusty
shadow of days once abundant with clippers, sheaves, bales, twine, horse
blankets, red tractors with levers and muddy wheels, and dirt tracks across
fields full of green rows and poplars, birch and solitary ash mid-field -
for decoration and love of landscape left by farmers for dreaming and
sitting under - and climbing.
Now the tenement, the dog-shit of urban sprawl and fat arses not splayed
across saddles but squeezed into fake orange 'restaurants' selling chum
meat dressed up for the masses in bread buns like dry sawdust crammed into
the mouths of mannequins lost in blind panic of dreams....

And here be my drawings
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DGRNucOstAZ/?igsh=MWpkMTN1cWU1NmJ6Ng==
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