The Hand

I have no idea what this image is about. If I would observe this and translate it literally, it's a hand oozing with white blood that scares the hell out of me. What does this even mean? It's a hand, reaching out or lending a hand. 

Through research, I chopped up the elements that makes up this image: white, blood, and hand. Each element or symbol has a literary meaning. In literature, white color means innocence, life, light, purity, or enlightenment. Blood means it represents life itself. While hand means strength or weakness. If we would put it together, for me, it means that, "you will have strength when you let the light enter your life." Is that even correct? But it's sort of true, for me. Because you will see that the hand is black in color and I think it needs help of some sort. I think it needs enlightenment. So that's it.

I conclude that this images' meaning is "God is our strength."

I remembered when I thought my life has no meaning. I was weak. I didn't know where I should go nor I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I had no direction in life. I would just woke up, enter school and go with the flow. I was not happy. I was in solitude. Then I met this person. I knew her for four years but we weren't close, we were just acquainted. We attended the same retreat. We shared and discovered something for ourselves. With her help, I found the light that I was searching for. At first I did not believe in such until enlightenment happened in my life. I feel like I was reborn, found a purpose in life. I can continue walking again, with a smile in my face.

"These were my retreat buddies. I hope they're doing fine."