You can see snow as another symbol for Life. When it falls and lies down on the ground, it is white, pure, untouched. If it happens to fall on a high, unreachable mountain peak, it remains immaculate. But if it falls on a town, changes happen. Cars tires press it down and feet trample, dirtying, squashing, 'destroying' it. Just like a new-born soul: at first it is pure, instinctive, innocent. Then the many different kinds of conditioning it receives - from childhood to adult age - transform it, often in rather negative ways. So fear is born, aggressiveness is encouraged, greed becomes a dominant character feature. Snow can't help being trampled over. Can a soul avoid being transformed for the worse?
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