Two Towers, one crumbling to time and inattention, one being pulled over purposely. Both temples to something whose time has passed.
I'm reminded by this card sometimes after along series of old brooms, a new broom sweeping out and starting fresh, while disruptive and challenging, can be a very good thing. The only flaw in the action is the old proverb, "a new broom is only good for three days". Politics, relationships, religion...sweep or pull? Fish or cut bait? In a few minutes free choice won't be an option.
Tarot opened previously closed doors to my own heart with it's merciless quest for the truth, nothing but the truth. They flay the soul and make me say thank you afterward. Each hour spent with my cards is a new lesson to be learned. Viva la Journey.
If I'm missing never fear, I'm next door working on my project