split

And on the left we have the warmth.

It holds you..it cares for you, it's arms are open and inviting...
this is your desire, this is your security blanket, this is peace and peace of mind. This is your protection, this is everything you ever wanted and everything you ever wanted to be. It loves you and you love it.

On the right we have the cold.

The cold can push you away, the cold can deny you what you want and what you need....
it can send a chill down your spine with a single bitter whisper.
But this is also your rebellion, your mask, your passion, your sin.... the cold is what is there when you push away the warmth.
If you grasp it in your numb hands then all you are left with is figuring out the mystery of it.

and that is life...
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this is not a photo manipulation, but one photo reversed, hues added...and that is mostly it.
Photo of me...
and somehow I turned it into conceptual. If it doesn't make sense to you, I am sorry..but I see it clearly
..full view