episode from the first epoch of globalization

in planning his alpine architecture (“the nature of the mountains has not yet received its artistic form”), Bruno Taut claimed that he was able to go back to PRIMEVAL EXPERIENCES OF THE HUMAN IMAGINATION. Not the sense of beauty but the power of the imagination was primary. It was engraved in the collective memory of the human race when the herds of animals and the humans following them, moving parallel to the mighty barriers of the glaciers, migrated for decades across the plains, which were already turning into deserts under the influence of the advancing ice. Those were terrible years, without hope, and only in the hearts of man and beast did a kind of glow of former times, promising warmth, remain. In the end only stories.

Until finally the survivors (all related to one another: 90% died, and our ancestors descended from the remainder) reached the oceans. Here they also discovered caves.

After long ages of deprivation the earth’s alignment to the sun changed: a portion of the mass of clouds, which had been reflecting the light of the sun back into the cosmos, fell to earth, and open stretches of water stored heat. The memory of sharpened powers of discernment, developed in the cold years, was sealed in the hearts of men. There, according to Bruno Taut, it is often mistaken for the sense of beauty.