Kaarac is a tower of memory, from which dangle houses, barnacle-like, of a people whose name is unknown and fiction forgone. The steps and the houses and the towers curve around the great mountain haphazardly, as if formed by tides and rivers- but actually by footsteps and errors and greed.
To learn from Kaarac, men must not be students of architecture, but scholars of time and entropy. For cities old and new are continuously formed and continuously destroyed– they are chaotic and unruly because people are suffering together and ordered because governments and kings are impressing order upon them.
Kaarac is an organism, like any rock or plant or tree. It is the organism of a city- not a utopia- and it is reflective of all man’s forgotten charms.