The resplendent art and science of engineering buildings. The divine and profane, pinnacle of wisdom and folly. The most human of all endeavors is to build and construct, and so in this way, architects could be seen as high clergy in the great scheme of our collective endeavors.
In past ages, the heights of architecture were believed to exist in the construction of great palaces for the elite, great temples for the divine, great fortresses for the mighty, great cities for the wealthy and populous, and even great museums to house art itself. But it is in recent days that humanity has seen the error of this way of thinking, that we should build to shelter and protect or to worship and appreciate. For it is only in recent days that we have collectively discovered the true beauty of purpose for which architecture strives: we have built to kill.
Deathtraps and dungeons to hold our foes at bay, and hide away in forbidding places all our most valuable things. To trap the dead forever in tombs we dared they enter. The future of architecture is hostility and fear. Paranoia and pain. We build now to perfect our twin art of destruction. To witness our enemies crawling, nervous and insensate through the dark wells of twisting nightmare we have conjured and crafted. They sing their appreciation through our halls but once, and then wither into decoration as part of the work.
To witness modern architecture is to become art itself.

