weird scenes inside the gold mine

Today, as I was racing solo down a long, lonely stretch of desolate confederate blacktop, whipping by the tall skinny pines, the swamps and the wiregrass (not too far west from the little narcoleptic town of Waycross Georgia, where it has been said that the late, great Gram Parsons came into our world) I came across this fantastical scene...







...what could it mean?