He pauses from typing, focusing his gaze on the blend of nature and civilization intermingling before his very eyes. He’s so lost in thought that he doesn’t recall what happened few seconds ago, when he picked up his tablet busily drafting and scribbling words and thoughts. Perhaps the juggling of words and figures would make sense to a few readers. The abundance of green trees, shrubs and vegetation not deserted but shielding both great and small, the bats and even man go about unperturbed. The individual noises or music of different species create a constant rhythm of nature conserved in civilization.
There is of course the constant humming of engines mowing to keep nature in check preventing it from overrunning it’s course. From a strategic height he turns around to observe the genius of man featured in such a masterpiece of architecture. One that erects various edifice with little interference to nature, in fact the two work together in harmonious configuration giving the feeling of awe to all visitors who can not but pause to wonder.
He loses track of his thoughts, drifting from time to time as he awaits the Therapist.
Obaba Museum 
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