This is the big picture:
We were in trouble – this was in the late 90’s. Our ‘system’ was attacking – trying to ‘kill’ our inner child(ren). His pain and shame has gotten too much to bear. We were highly suicidal; our arms are laced with scars now from that period.
So M3 commanded us to ‘make a place’ for him, our inner child. And so we did. The ground is frozen rocks; bitter dry snow drifts around him; ahead is the sea of loneliness; beyond the mountains of ice. The sky represents another galaxy for him – a long far way away from us in hopes we won’t feel his pain; draw the Beast’s attention; for he above all others wants Mikie dead.
And we almost did ‘kill’ him. We have other images to show: the Trial by the Crowd, with only the beaten Controller trying to save him. Demons lurk in the walls. But that is for a later time.
Until now. We are only comfortable showing him now. A little bit.
(M3 thinking hurting soft and sad ‘this poor child of mine’)