Does Dark Matter

Here in the shadows lie shapes and forms, partially visible in the shimmering, filtered light. Trying to make sense of what's there, searching for something recognisable, matching a pattern from the memory bank of life.

We're programmed to identify, for threat or opportunity. A photograph meeting that threshold can be read in an instant and discarded. One that is obscure, invites exploration and raises questions. What can be seen, how to make sense of it, how to interpret it and what does it mean to me?

Universe or microcosm, a sea of faces, perhaps?