Digging for Souls

...in the finding of Dante,

The Royals mingle around the moribund, leaning upon them, encouraging them to bring to light the buried souls necessary for their escape of purgatory; of a mortal life once oozing with a lack of selfless purpose.

A Soul in the Material World merely an afterthought in a space of abundant ritual bobbles.

But in these catacombs of perdition, the Soul becoming their necessary inconvenience. The burden of a new social affair, to be dispassionately endured with cavalier, haughty laughter and the ‘pop’ of a Debutante’s sensu.

The Lessors of the previous worldly hierarchy are thrown into this realm from their sloth, their blindness, of their ignorance. And now of being dispossessed the only thing of matter.

In the upper right we see Three spirits, belonging to the Servants of the damned, slip quietly away on the wings of doves, unseen - their penance being served.