Happy 2020!

December 29, 2019

Merry Christmas

December 24, 2019

When things line up…

December 2, 2019

Usually it means – shit is just round the corner. That at least is how brotherhood mumbo jumbo goes. No one planned it this way…it’s just the way it is and everyone accepts for a fact that its as old as the hills.

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‘Let me, let you into a little secret. Do you know how you know that you have successfully started a cult? Well it’s like this – when you walk into an annual conference comprising of these adherents and you tell them that you are their leader – no one believes you…so there you are holding your plastic cup like the others….only you know. No great messiah wearing a top hat is going to walk thru that door. Because you were actually the one who started it all…….and another thing. Everyone else in the fucking room seems to know YOU better than you know yourself. They can even stand up on a soap box and give a two hour lecture on why i once said this or wrote that and a million things that I wrote that I cant even remember….you want to know the truth?

No! You don’t….I best sit down quietly and just be like everyone else….as for Darkness….I dont think he existed at all.’

Till it lined up with the angles, squares and vertexs of a great building…and this idea is not only mysticism. But it also involves shammanism.

The difference between a priest and a shaman. Is the priest is educated in religion, but the shaman comes to higher consciousness by completing the epic journey into the core of his being….so one is sanctioned externally. The other given a right of passage internally which is the shaman.

My point is all of have the knowledge to know what is right, ordered and harmonious from its opposites. This knowledge need not be taught, it resides deep in our bones like how turtles are drawn to the sea the moment they hatch.

It is the same with architecture, places and people….when they strike a cord in us….it is very hard to ever forget them. Even if all we want to do is carry on.

They linger deep in us like the smell which is our being.

I think when you approach the subject of architecture as architecture…then you invariably do a great disservice to yourself. As you have set yourself to look upon a thing as an outlier or intruder. But when you approach architecture as merely a means of expression. And nothing more…then it is suddenly very familiar and even sits with one very well.

It is possible to attain niceness without too much fuss…I reckon. But when a thing is done right….so right that it sits harmoniously with the secret laws of nature. Then it becomes mystical….and even prophetic.

Some places, buildings and people have this power.

It is not a direct power that comes from….rather it is a sort of power that is activated within one, like a seed having the power to germinate and set forth life when sun and water is present.

A latent power within…..