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Web Dreams

The male of the black widow spider species offers its head to be eaten by the lager female arachnid. Is this sex, love, or blind instinct? We need a different mind-set a new understanding. Some say Nature is perfect, some consider it flawed, brutal, red in paw and claw. Only a bad dream could be this horrific, only a good dream is aware that it is dreaming. The exactness of the spider web could only be the work of an impeccable design, an image of a reality proffered up not to confound, but to awaken, the male and female spider seem to know this, all be it instinctual, yet naturally beneficial to these unquestioning creatures. We should all pay attention, for a dream within a dream is still a dream.

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