Roses at Dawn in an Ice Age World

The ice age world in this room of the gallery of invisible shapes refers to the sphere of privatized love. We all feel the chill of the visible reflection of it in the privatization of everything else in the world: the privatization of wealth, natural resources, infrastructures and power, even the 'privatization' of society itself to become the living and toiling toys of empires. However, the link between the visible privatization that has swept the world and the invisible sphere of privatized love is kept carefully hidden.  It remains a link that is difficult to explore. It has been artificially pushed out of sight into an obscurity that is protected by all the rulers of all the empires who themselves have no power without the privatization of society at its innermost realm reaching to the deepest recesses of society's self-perception.

Empires have maintained themselves on this platform for 4,000 years with their scourge becoming evermore destructive on society in endless wars of empire versus civilization. However, this visible scene isn't what the vistas in this room of the gallery of the landscape of love are focused on. The vistas are focused on the invisible sphere of privatized love where a healing is required before the related healing of mankind in the visible sphere can unfold and banish the disease of empire from the landscape. The inner healing process is further impeded by the notion in society that it doesn't want to be healed in this sphere, saying that it loves its privatization and seeks to hold onto it at all costs.

Still there is a light on the horizon, even a sunrise in which bundles of roses are threaded through the scene and a group of musicians become awarded with the roses before they even raise the bow. In this new world a sunrise celebration does indeed become appropriate as the night fades into oblivion.