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Faces in Clouds
Someone was telling me recently that we are programmed from birth to recognise faces. Is that why we so often see faces in nature? We see them in the bark of trees, even in the patterns on carpets or wallpaper, we see them in rock formations and we see them in clouds. We each can see something different in the same picture, we each can imagine a different story from the same picture. I was listening to musician's music being played and in my imagination, conjured by the music itself, I 'saw' Viking warriors, dignified and aware as they walked purposefully through a forest. I told the musician that what was I felt his music represented. It wasn't. . . the music was about the secrets of Fairies. Have a look at the photo I have included, click on it and the picture is enlarged, see if there are any faces that 'speak' to you.
Mmmm, I think you know too much already, but what the hell. . . retired firefighter, martial artist and self thought philosopher, some say cynic, some say skeptic, some know the truth. . . . most never will.