Forget those days Akira Kurosawa could give you on some Japanese Bulletrain defying a desert tarantula staring head on with small godly eyes. Flutes play in the background, the flautist gives one too many serenades. My ankles can feel the water. I rarely think of myself in terms of my ankles, or ears, or toes. It would be like talking about someone you only just met. A number would trade a bacterium for 12 picaletres of milk. Suddenly my breath becomes an afterthought till I remember and find it hard to breathe. And I disagree with this being a random attempt at… something. I witnessed a large orb weaver spider cannabalize a smaller spider. I dunno what species the small one is. The big one was called Araneus cavaticus
Anyways the spider constricted the smaller spider and webbed him up. It proceeded to feed on the smaller spider. Now is this normal? I heard spider cannibalization only occurs after courtship. But I doubt they courted in under 2 seconds. Anyways. Bilaterally Symmetrical
Lips pierced, the ring in the cut looking up at the dinosaurs.! Everyone is sleeping, waking up in shadows, water broke and look who came out! Mother Earth had a c section, Pandora came and took the gun. Who done it, Everyone dies, everyone is born, everyone lives, everyone kills eachother, the meteor was late, and fashionably.