Being completely honest here, I've been in a slump, but something struck me a couple days ago... and while on Beksiński's Wikipedia page, this painting never left my eye.

Why?

Because it represents my body, soul, and consciousness, all whipped up into one conglomerate sludge, used by Beksiński to create the beautifully obscure AA78.

It's a beautiful portal, really; all between time and space, fluctuating until its last breath, to which we will witness miracle. Think: black being vacuumed by a flash of white--just a swuiiiiiiip--and..., poof! You're gone, just like that. This is that last breath, when your thoughts bloom with your soul, and that big bang is the collapse of your lungs meeting the newfound airways to your higher being.

In the end, whatever this is, and whoever you are, someone will help you see more clearly in knowing what you deserve, which then is the gateway to someone who will help you learn your worth. In the end, the little girl was protected, she just needed the bumps and bruises to see it.