Arachne&Me

 We spend most of our lives tangled. In webs. In the elements. In the clouds of thought. We are within for all of our forever. I think we are lucky enough to live out a portion of forever. Lucky enough to know that I am. I exist and because of that I matter. I count for something. My experiences. My tears. My blood and the heartbeat that guides me matter. All of it counts. I am content in conceding when it comes to understanding death. I am born. I live. I die. All at once. At the same time. The kaleidoscope that we have a glimmer of alludes to us never fully comprehending. All that we are and hope to become. I think about these things a lot more than I should. It keeps me off the ground and in the ethers. It is only in my physicality that I am tethered to this life. Ponder this, a spider and the complexity this webs of its own making. With each thread adjacent to the next, the intricacies simply multiply. As it weaves, intent and instinct move alongside the graceful dance that is creation. Awestriking. In time, you will come to know the creation that is you. In all that you are and all that you have evolved to become. You are the unfathomable. You are the silence in the midst of calm. You are a dream and its realization. Beautiful. Time could never bind you. Small minds could never confine you. 
- As all completion comes in threes.