Bla a blasting of bliss from the third eye which this vision awakens the meaning of beauty from the memory of tragedy in your mind. We view blood when seen outside the body as a bad. We seldom respect it as the elixir of our very on lives. We view the red as a sense of entertainment meaning damage and pain, yet not that of bliss and love. It is both things and much more of a symbol of life than of death than we typically realize. There is that precious dichotomy to these simple complexities thus in the same way both death is not just a bad sight yet a beautiful thing, releasing one soul away allowing particle forming and birthing of another experience.