The intricacy of the web where the helpless insect gets tangle, unable to free itself from a gruelling death, is a marvel of skillsectship...
The victim gets eaten alive literally, wrapped in a silky coffin that preserve it fresh for the spider to feed on it for days. Unable to escape, let alone move away from its untimely terrifying end, its muscles liquidise by venom.
Now we are ourselves caught by endless sticky strings. Start pulling one: you catch two in the same token, only to realise that your hand is trapped. You get caught by a never ending line of physical, material worries. Ignore them and they get worse, ever so present, you are eaten away.
You can only do one thing. There is only one option, fight till the end. Tackle one after the other, one after the other. Clear your path. The physical fight creates energy. Direct your flow.
In any loss there is a gain: Find yours.
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