why does the dark metropolis exist as an iconographic landscape of everyone's (sometimes) dream-subconscious?
Is this a collective memory of an unnameable past?
What is the crumbling urban landscape an archetype for?
Does it represent the limits of our perceived notions of time and space? The end of the x and y axis of our collective mind?
Is our greatest fear a landscape (both geographic and psychic) that is wholly created and destroyed by man? Therefore, I suppose, by ourselves?
Why is it so sinister?
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