Well, that's probably just my imagination once again, but to me this little island of life on a lifeless field looks totally like something pouring out of an open wound (or, at least, of a cut on a carpet).
And I like this look. It's like there's still life underneath. Like no matter what we've done, we still have chance to make it right, to live on a living planet. All we need is to shred the lifeless surface.
I know it's just an imagination. But it's a good one. And I like to believe (or, at least, pretend) it could be true.
