A gnarled visage emerges
from the ancient bark, its weathered features woven into the twisted
grain of the tree—pareidolia, the tendency of the human mind to
perceive familiar patterns where none were intentionally placed.
This is the reason we see faces in clouds, animals in rock
formations, or ghostly figures in the peeling paint of an old house.
The brain, wired to recognise faces above all else, seeks meaning in
randomness, shaping order from chaos.
