What I see - thousands of lights; most of which are signs (ranging from off white to almost green) of human life behind similar glass performing equally varied acts. Other lights flashing red warning planes not to fly too low, yellow telling drivers to slow down because there's road work ahead, and bright almost burning white exposing the way for man and machine alike.
What I see - the Shuto elevated expressway slithering below around my building disappearing and reappearing as it passes by other sentinals of vertical space. Pairs of red and white in a continuous jousting competition with neither waring color gaining the upper hand.
What I see - The grande Dames of the city, the sckycrapers. The Mori Tower standing cocky practically ever floor lit with wheeling and dealing going on wthin. The massive bulging cylinder a candle that never melts. The now 'old' Tokyo Tower illuminating it's various orange hues out towards the city it ruled over for a half a century. It's much taller and younger sibling farther north and east just about ready to outshine it's aging brother, just waiting for the right moment; teasing with just the faintest of white pulsar-like flashes.
What I see - The massive black swath of Yoyogi Park; no light escaping or entering it. A black hole in the middle of the city galaxy. Nighly resting spot for the urban midnight citizenry of crows and stray cats. the serpentine Shuto always ready to strangle the dark land or protect it against the garish urban cosmos waiting to fill that silent void.
What I see - a gargatuan being incessantly creating stories to entertain itself.