I have no clue what it is about skyscrapers and tall marvelous architectures that fascinates me so much.
To begin with, it makes me proud to be sharing my planet with people who can build such marvelous things. I haven’t lived in the time of pyramids, but I have definitely lived in the time of Olympiaturm, Burj Khalifa, Petronas etc. Not bad, eh?
To begin with, it makes me proud to be sharing my planet with people who can build such marvelous things. I haven’t lived in the time of pyramids, but I have definitely lived in the time of Olympiaturm, Burj Khalifa, Petronas etc. Not bad, eh?
They tell me what a long way I have to go, and that there’s room for so much more. I am still at the ground floor. It makes me think how peaceful (lonely perhaps?) it would be up there. I may love the madness down here, but at the end, when I retire for the night, I would want to be somewhere up there.
It makes me think of the view from up there. A privileged view for a privileged few. If I ever happen to own a home up there somewhere, I would get up every morning, and take a picture from my window. A decade down the line, I could make a motion picture of the city’s changing skyline. Now wouldn’t that be something? :-)
