The Imperial Hotel Tokyo

I had been thinking whether I should put this entry to The Better Things in Life or Life on The Verandah. Then I decided that it should belong to both but in a different context. There is an outwardly protruding attribute I love to see and feel in and around the physical Imperial Hotel Tokyo, which belongs to a better thing in my life; and there is something subtle and indepictable when I inwardly look at this physical building or this group of physical buildings, that is to say, there exist some attributes embedded inside the physical appearance; or I shall say, the Ideas of the Imperial Hotel, which by themselves are Imperial Hotel, are transcendental to the aggregate of the group of physical buildings such that when I come into them and am in touch of them, I become part of them and they part of me. The experience is beyond the senses - I still feel the front office manager smiling and the chandelier steadfastly hung on the ceiling and the nostalgic elegance that Japan excels in, but it would be impossible to say how these scenaries effuse in my mind - and in this sense it becomes transcendental.