I felt the meaning of this work to be a falling out of the good in ones soul. Letting ourselves secumb to the meaningless. Falling into a lower place of less conciousness of God and beauty. The 'debris' that accompanies us in our downward flight clings to us as we have grasped them and relied on them; false gods and materials. We may flail and manuver but it is too late to go back. It will take a rebirth, of sorts, to accend ourselves. RC
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