God Emerges from the Mists

Regular readers will recall that I run cold on religion, alternatively passively dismissing all things related to it and actively making fun of those that don’t. And I’m not in line to change my take. But visiting the Duomo in Milan — the impressive cathedral at the heart of the city — I did have cause to ponder, if nothing else, the enormity of the collective delusion.

To construct a building so grand, so impregnated with mythology, so much a part of the city that surrounds it, over the hundreds of years it took to create speaks to something substantial.