The architectural paranoid is the subject of the latest Bldgblog post. It's full of Gothic gems, racing from robot insects to Judge Shreber to - well, listen:
what about landscape? You drive past a "cornfield" – but you know it's not a cornfield. "This is not a cornfield," you whisper. "I think it's listening to us." The stalks look funny, and they don't sway with the wind. You and your friends go camping in the forests of northern California, but you sit there outside your tent all night, eyeing the redwoods. "These aren't trees," you insist every few minutes. "I don't think these are trees."
(thanks to Thinkery)