Wednesday, May 21, 2008

The disaster takes care of everything

The magnitude of disaster is congruous and harmonious with the intensity of architectural extremes that fit anything but themselves. At point fold of the fault where nature displaces the foundation of the very belief in architecture, a refuge from nature enfolds, eradicating life and city. The interior is a chamber of derangement, of anti-world- void-less, dark-less and faithful-less, where memories counterpart the disastrous loop, of the infinite returning future in the cosmic array of 成 、 住 、 壞 、 空. Disaster conglomerates to the multi-facet of the absolute where our desire illuminates, diminishes and simultaneously self-reflecting of this cosmic array.

a quote from "The writing of the Disaster" by Maurice Blanchot.