Thursday, September 21, 2006

Web Builder

The fat-ass pregnant spider on my porch has lost her web. The rain storm of a couple of days ago reduced her magnificent work to tatters.

She does not seem sad though, she seems content and ready for whatever comes next. She has already begun rebuilding efforts and shows no fear.

What is it about the human temperament that makes us want to run from things when they fall apart? Run to the farthest end of ourselves and create a new personality. Is such a thing even possible?

Yet we run and we run, always switching it up to keep the web interesting.

But there is something to be said for the behaviour of the spider. She just does as she pleases. The little bumps and ruffles of life don't concern her overly.

She catches, sedates and enshroudes her prey and works hard to reproduce her kind. She spins out silvery threads to start again. No whining, complaining or games.

Maybe there is something to be said for the spider that picks herself up, dusts herself off and gets busy.

No one's life is perfect, the world is just full of differently constructed webs.

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