The big problem with these pages is that the grays are so soft.
The third eye stuff is a bit of a giveaway as to where I'm coming from on this, but it's more of a loose metaphor for awareness of one's own power.
I was a bit embarrassed by the rendering of the Mother figure in last week's pages, but then I was researching something else and was reminded of this Jack Kirby page.
Much as I love The Prisoner and Jack Kirby, looks like the arms get away from him from time to time too!
next week: The end of the beginning.