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St. Stephen’s Basilica. Budapest, Hungary.
Look at all of this. Look at these statues. Aren’t they absolutely stunning?
As an atheist, I look at churches and basilicas as a piece of living history. Specially the catcholic churches since they are much more imposing. The work to build these statues. Their striking poses telling you the tail of the king of the kings. There’s something seductive about statues. The realism of their bodies and its language. It’s no wonder in my mind that figures like these helped a great deal christianity (catholic) to strike its claw upon europe, and as a hence, the american continent and everything after it.
It was a cold day of february this year when I took this picture. The immensity of this basilica made me feel incredibly tiny. A clap to the psychology behind it.