Unimportant Message

I stare at stones, and I feel like the textures on their surfaces seem to be some kind of message. The titles of these photos are my emotional interpretations of patterns in stones. But now I realize they are like some kind of shadows, some kind of echos.

Obviously, I can't rationally interpret such chaotic information, but occasionally, I fantasize about understanding the messages on these stones through some mysterious, indescribable feeling. Later, I realized that this might be a kind of "bias," because my own experiences, knowledge, and current emotions influence my interpretation. But it's not important at all, because it seems that I'm just using these stones to say some vague things - feelings that are hard to express in words, emotions that even I can't quite grasp, deep thoughts, and aimless opinions.