What you “see” depends on what choices pareidolia (or the prince) offers to you.
Hamlet: Do you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel?
Polonius: By th’ mass and ’tis: like a camel indeed.
Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel.
Polonius: It is backed like a weasel.
Hamlet: Or like a whale.
Polonius: Very like a whale.
I found these lines in the article See faces in the clouds? It might be a sign of your creativity by René Müri and Nicole Göbel.