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Hello Again, Spider
02:41
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Hello Again, Spider
Hello again, Spider
It’s been a long time
But you have been my Beloved
and my Eternal Fire
Hello Again, Spider
It’s been a hard time
But rest assured, thanks to You
I am alive
Hello again, Spider
You know I tore my web
So I want to thank you little spider
for lending me your thread
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Spiders Are Always Welcome
[A friend of mine (the same friend who first drew me to spiders by making me watch one through his lens) and myself once went to tea at a Lady’s house. After tea we went into the garden to admire the fruit trees, flowers and vegetables. But whilst brooding over the herbaceous border I noticed that my friend’s eyes were rarely on the flora pointed out but were roving over the wooden paling behind, and that later, while affecting to admire the runner beans, he was studying the intersections of the poles which had proved an admirable site for the makers of sundry webs. All pretense was soon abandoned and our bewildered hostess trailed after us on a spider hunt, and it was her turn to affect to take an interest in what was pointed out. A perfunctory remark of hers concerning indoor spiders made my over-keen friend lead her quickly to her garage. The garage was built on to, and a part of, the house and was as clean as a new pin…]
Calling all Spiders
start threading your needles
The Earth needs more builders
and more spinners and weavers
[… and our hostess, with something icy in her voice, told him that he would not find any spiders there. But he did, and a big one, in the corner. He caught it too, and showed it to her, and commented on the markings and distribution of Tegnaria atrica. He then replaced it in the corner with care. “You’re not going to leave it there!” said our hostess indignantly. He said he was, but a chill air seemed to have arisen and even he realized that the time had come to stop hunting for, and talking about, Spiders. This I think, illustrates the attitude of every mistress of a house. Spiders, since for some reason they have to exist, had better take care to do so, out of doors.]
No, I don’t agree. Spiders are always welcome in my house.
Calling all Spiders
start threading your needles
The Earth needs your gifts
you embroiderers and dreamers
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The Verse
07:10
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The Verse
From a little spot on earth
the spider spins a multiverse
spins threads of opal to and fro
and still loves am radio
You come with gifts and things to learn
things to finish and things to burn
you come to earth with treasures too
things to fix and things to do
Weaving silver frequencies
Life is just a room you leave
Spider sews a stitch in time
and is a fool for a sweet rhyme
So sing your spider song
because
the Verse
will sing along
so sing your spider song
because
the Verse will sing along
because
that’s what it does
At the center of the verse
all alone
there sits an orb weaver
To the girl I once was
long ago
say “hello” if you see her
She said use your anger
all warriors do
I know that it hurts
but just feel it
and let it
through
Spider spins eternally
embroiders all the galaxies
Loss can’t rule you anymore
Life is one of many doors
And spider has a song to sing
and knows The Verse is Everything
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Hannah Fury
File Under: Soundtrack.
Traveling through this Life towards Eternity, and towards the other side of this
Planetary Shift; writing songs along the way.
Sending messages across Time.
All songs are free, because that's how I'm rollin' right now...
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