Ok.
The few I saw in a psych class just looked like ink blots.
Way back when, I told that very thing to a psychologist I was seeing for PTSD and his eyes nearly popped out of his skull.
I had a good laugh over that.
Then I told him I’d read about the “scary interpretations”, years before.
And only then did he laugh too...after scooting his chair far away from me.
:D