Blurs

I know not what I see
I understand not what I hear
I cannot name what I feel
But I know something stirs...

I think there's something about blurry and ambiguous things that make us want to skim things over and be done with it- and we often find relief when we do. But consequences follow when this happens, and we are often driven to go back to find out more and make ourselves more certain. When you stare at these pictures, what do you see?