” Black is the night in which spiders walk
Carved into existence by the lady bug
No wonder no one gives her a hug
Black is the night in which spiders walk
What’s the worry for all that chalk?
Spinning its web into millions of dreads
Hiding in a labyrinth, waiting to be rescued
Is it up to us to feel this need?
The need to set free those who are forgotten?
Or is it merely a way of living, to be alive among the dead
To simply feel the pain of our ancestors,
This cannot be done unwritten…
The dark pages of the spider lady..
My wishes goes to the best of all. “
Much can be learned from nature if one can allow the truth behind the green lie to come in to ones being. When one looks at a spider one cannot easily see their ‘reason d’être” for existence. A spider is creating its own piece of art in the form of sticky webs to catch its food. It is a simple way of living and yet often to complex for us to understand its potency. The spider is simply being alive and building its art with uttermost grace and simplicity. It is just spinning its web of life without having any expectation. Destroying its web does not matter and all will just start over again. This may seem as a foolish thing to do, because of the single minded routine it is following, however, in a sense, it is inspirational. Its instinct is telling humanity to do it all over again, and again and again.. for the sake of learning in and of itself.
Maybe it’s time to just shut of one’s brains from time to time and trust ones instincts for the direction of a lifetime. Lets build ‘our webs’ of live without having any expectation of the desired outcome or judgement of the change that can occur. When one has found it’s personal reason or motive for existence, only then can one start to cultivate the inner gifts that can be shared with others.
Humans can be those creators that act just out of the joy of creating itself. Enjoying the creative process on its own should be enough reason for us to exist. Why would we make it ourselves so difficult by contemplating all the time? Just live and be lived and enjoy your creative experience. Your joy and excitement for one’s life’s work represents who you are and works like a mirror. Your creative ability determines the amount you can give and, therefore, empowers oneself to equally receive as well.
For them spider buggers.
Let me know your thoughts.