I just finished this (so perhaps we're running a few minutes late) and it is, as the title says, a Mandala of some kind.
I suppose that it is made up of... well, what it has to be made up of. Fragments of desire, I suppose. Hands, Octopus stuff, and so on. But I really don't know. It is a fractal, somehow, with some seriously flawed mathematics in it. And so, I feel, is Life.
Some would call it a dreamcatcher. As long as one is free from nightmares, daily and nightly, I'm fine.