“The mirror is a semblance to wholeness. The fragmented mirror is without semblance to truth. In division, that surrounds the world over, here we have ‘abstract art’, that in most cases, appears exactly like a broken mirror. Its shards have been placed carefully against the canvas.
Because of abstract art, we can no longer seek expression through unity. Because of abstract art, we can no longer identify ourselves with someone else. ‘Our own identity’ is what we pathetically and continually repeat. Though, what person, in today’s time, has ever dared to identify themselves with another? To be the same as another, would most certainly mean to feel the pain of another. And, if we are unable to identify with such things, then our humanity is lost.
From Transgenders, to gender division, to every other division, each of these things has been born around a corrupted art world, where no one may identify with a broken mirror, without seeing a million faces. Among those million or so faces, there is not one to see for its wholeness.”