I posted this picture before. I love Chicago’s skyscrapers with a passion. How could I not? I mean look at them…they’re absolutely gorgeous and they represent home. Anyway, I was thinking that skyscrapers have a life of their own. We must seem like ants to them. Meaningless in the scheme of things, other than for a lot of care taking. Without us they would rust, and die. We’ve all seen the programs of what happens to the things we’ve built, once people are gone. They fall apart. The windows go first, birds and plants move in, wildlife…that kind of thing. It’s beautiful, of course, but they aren’t the shining buildings we meant them to be. Still, they don’t die, they just become something else…like us…we change…and become something else, whatever that might be, even if it’s nothing. I think everything is like that. Nothing lasts, or stays the same, not in a world that’s built on entropy. Decay and destruction are built into the system. But while these buildings are around…they just take my breath away with their power and beauty.
Rethinking Life 
Comments on: "Chicago Skyscrapers…" (2)
I love tall buildings too, especially in tight density and on grand scale skylines. Chicago is one of the prettiest skylines in the world. I don’t know this building though. Where’s it located? Is it newish?
I don’t know when it was built. I think I took it across from Union Station, the old one that’s so beautiful. And I agree, the buildings have to be tracked together, or it doesn’t really count. Definitely.