You should get out more.
The first thing that bothers you is that it is not magic, it is a real piece of cloth. This makes it an inconvenient artifact.
No brush strokes, how did that happen? No curiosity?
An image burned on by a radiant burst of energy, affecting only the microscopic tips of the microfibrils. An image whose details are nanoscale.
An image that when run through forensic software can produce a 3D object that reflects....
I’ve got to go. Open you eyes, that you might see.
No brush strokes, how did that happen?
1988 C-14 test puts it right about when it was “discovered” by de Charney, how did that happen?
You can conject all the conjecture you need to, but Thomas wouldn’t believe “unless I see in his hands the mark of the nails, and place my finger into the mark of the nails, and place my hand into his side...” Likewise, when the proven-corrupt-down-thru-the-centuries Church runs some real tests (again) on the cloth, that’ll about settle things. ‘Til then, enjoy wondering and wishing. I imagine someday, though, descendants of ours will see our Shroud veneration in somewhat the same way we now view the True Cross’ discovery by Saint-ess Empress Helena, Constantine’s mom:
Seems Emperor Hadrian had previously built a temple to Venus over the site of Jesus’s tomb near Calvary, so Helena, much later, ordered the temple torn down and chose a site to begin excavating, which led to the recovery of three different crosses. Then, refusing to be swayed by anything but solid proof, the empress had a woman who was already at the point of death brought from Jerusalem. When the woman touched the first and second crosses, her condition did not change, but when she touched the third and final cross she suddenly recovered, and Helena declared the cross with which the woman had been touched to be the True Cross.
Yeah. That’ll probably be how they see us, someday.