a woman looking at men looking at women: essays on art, sex and the mind by Siri Hustvedt ==== friend recommendation to read/ reminder to read
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watching spiders watching me
spiders seems to form a vortex around a mound in the forest
the trees were columns and the spiders wrapped curtains around the perimeter … I had my spider stick. but it was a perfect curtain, all paths leading to the middle where the mushrooms I wanted to pick were sealed off and guarded by a beautifully symmetrical spider right in the middle of each panel. i felt no urge to destroy it. it is wonderful and should be there as long as possible, why should I be the one to tear it down, i didn’t need to, we already had plenty of mushrooms, and my stomach was full.
the wizard told me that each one we picked spread a trillion spores that have a choice to come back up to this side of us as long as there is time and rain. this was years ago and the rains became less frequent and more intense when they arrived, the days before it floods is when I began
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sitting in a bar now
