I like Gwynn ap Nudd, a Welsh deity of storms. The first time I was aware of Him, we were having a severe storm, and I was home alone in a small, second storey apartment with nowhere to hide. Gwynn comforted me, alerting me to the fact that all my life, I’d felt that a soft breeze which barely moved my hair was the gentle touch of a proud father I’d never had. I saw eyes in that storm, and I became aware that people don’t pay attention to those eyes, that Gwynn was lonely.
In your picture, I also see a heart breaking open to reveal the full body apparition. The broken sides of the heart seem to have arms, which possibly once held the youth and kept him safe until he was ready to go out into the world.
Above the body are a pair of dolphins which seem to be jumping for joy.
Why the body inside the eye? Most of the time, when we see a body inside someone else’s eyes, they are looking at us. We are seeing ourselves reflected in a mirror.
This can have multiple meanings: the deity may be seeing us through new eyes. We may be seeing ourselves through the deity’s opinions of us. Are we seeing ourselves through new eyes, having been through what has been going on in the world (thus we may be hatching from the eye egg into a new form of adulthood)? The body is the pupil of the eye: thus, is the watcher learning something by watching us? Are we the ones doing the learning? This could also be confirmation that someone is there, watching over us.
There is a question mark toward the building outside the eye. Could this mean we are being asked who we are, who we choose to be? I used to ask Heaven who I am (troubling deaf heaven with my bootless cries- paraphrased from Shakespeare Sonnet 29) until I got smacked around a bit and told under no uncertain terms that I am the one who creates that. Maybe not everyone has such a thing happen, for one reason or another. Just putting it out there as a possibility.
The edges of the eye could also be wings shed from the body and falling away.
There is a unicorn stepping on a shark above the question mark. Innocence conquering fear or violence?
As for the second face, blowing it up like you did made it look like a bulldog. Loyalty?
Or it could all be “just my imagination, runnin’ away with me” - Temptations. I happen to enjoy pareidolia.