There are some nice pictures here, and I've even saved a few, but at the same time there's something that makes me uncomfortable with all these glittering skylines. And I know what it is: power. These amazing concentrations of wealth, whom do they serve, at what cost were they purchased?
It's the same with e.g. the pyramids, I guess, or the temples of an earlier age. But there I'm able to appreciate the beauty and grandeur of it all more easily. Because it's more distant, I guess.
In any case, I'm reminded of a passage from Oswald Spengler's 'The Decline of the West':
"The Cosmopolis, the great petrifact, draws within itself the being-streams of the now impotent countryside; human masses are wafted as sand from one dune to another and flow into chinks of stone. Here money and intellect celebrate their greatest and last triumphs.”
Sorry for the textdump. Just that sort of mood.