Your work makes me uncomfortable, a good sign. Decay, collapse, danger in the background...frightening because we don't understand it, or maybe because it is bigger than our understanding. Destruction and death clear the way for new life. Each of us carries on this evolved cycle. It is very hard (for me, anyway) to face. The red bull is roaming, coming through the crack in the sky, remorseless. Yikes. But it helps us to stop sleepwalking, maybe run like hell, maybe, quick, do something good.