The secret to building a structure that never falls lies in the materials used to build it, and the foundation it’s built on. So he admires the builders, because in order to do what they do, the first thing they have to do is trust the stones they’re using.
He’s long stopped counting the blind trust that comes from ignorant people, who stumble about and blindly put their faith into any old building they walk into. Instead, he selects his beliefs based on the architect, not for his own sake, but for the sake of the architect’s name.
He pauses to savour a cup of pure milk, and watches as buildings go up and down like a seesaw that doesn’t know which way to go.