At night, on a pinnacle of rock

The blazing lights below blur together, to my tired eyes they looked like raw energy connecting sections of city together. When I unfocus just enough I see the true relation of a city, the flowing of data through, around and directly to the heart of each point. Here, so high above and surrounded by open air I feel appreciation and respect for the builders of these places. Immediately it is crushed by despair at the thought of living again in a city after being so free in the country. Down there lies the future, the shaper of my thoughts to come, a city of interactions and ideas. Down the trail, over the rocks, past the rice fields is the past; the constructions of human thinkers, clues in designs that point to reasoning and logic of the founders.

And here I am. In a different culture. Up in the mountiains in the night, in a different country. This is an oppurtunity that I must take. In the country I had the ideal freedom, i explored my thoughts and technique with no constraints. Where they were built not in competition with the land but in an agreement. Homes were ordered, nights were quiet, mountains were as high as the sky. And I resonate with any landscape I live in, and it was the same there. But it was lacking, I challenged myself, pushed my own limits. I`ve seen the limitations in such living. And so here I am, in the city to expose those limitations, to find those emotions uncovered by interaction with the pulse of humanity.

Its lonely on nights like these. No one to share in these incredible views. But at least I have seen them tonight. I must rember the feeling of being on top of mountains, of camping deep in the forest as the sun is setting, of the rustling of trees being the only sound, of walking up a mountain canyon through grass and feeling as the only human in the world. These are already inside, I wonder how they will evolve in contrast with the industrial, the mechanical, the designed? Well these are thoughts for another day, I still have to make the climb back down through the trees and the moon is not so strong. And tommorrow is my first job.