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10.2264.     AR AR

He brightened and saw himself bound in a web of delusions.  How can a fly escape the clutches of a spider?

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10.2591.     AR AR

Spider's not much of a hunter.  Yes, the web is strong and beautiful, but you must admit, care and common sense can easily get around it.  A spider from starvation death tantalizing exclusively stupidity and ignorance other bugs.

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10.2804.     AR AR

The devil is a spider that uses love to weave its web and catch stupid flies.

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10.8399.     AR AR

You're afraid of spiders,but I'm not.  I have loved spiders, I have known spiders.  I know how to handle spiders, spiders are no longer a mystery to me, so I'm not afraid of spiders.  But I have not lost my fear, for I know that spiders are dangerous, and my fear is my dog and my best friend.

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10.9369.     AR AR

What is the world? 
- The spider rejoices and builds a web.  What is war? 
- A fly at speed crashes into the web and tears it up.

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10.9426.     AR AR

The web is beautiful, but deadly.  What is a fisherman's net? 
- Web. 

Who is the fisherman? 
- Spider.

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10.10225.     AR AR

At the same time there are boundaries and they are not.  Borders are the threads that make up the web of being.  Borders are a support for the spider's legs, a cocoon for the larvae, and what a fly dies in when it gets entangled.

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10.18459.     AR AR

The way to heaven is through hell, but lovers do not notice the clock, and, therefore, suffering too.  A hell of a lot of sticky pleasure.  All who are not in love will perish in them, succumbing to the temptations of vices.

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10.18984.     AR AR

Previously, genies were locked up in alcohol or forced to twist the tail of a dog... Now there are computer games and the bustle of ant hills.  Virtual worlds are forever cast out the Jinn from the real world.

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10.19036. A trap for flies.     AR AR

There are a lot of superfluous people in our society and they are all perfectly removed from reality with the help of alcohol, drugs, games, lust, vices and other sins.

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10.19037.     AR AR

The essence of natural selection is to separate the grain from the chaff.  The tares will perish in the trap of vices, and the grains will leave them unnoticed.

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10.19138.     AR AR

While virtual reality does not work, alcohol, drugs, and other legions of human sins and vices can cope with the control of gins.

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10.19765.     AR AR

The devil thinks he is better than God, so the best is the enemy of the good.  Hell looks much better and a glittering Paradise.  Hell is a sticky fly trap.  Bowl  The Grail was made of wood, not gold.

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10.19839.     AR AR

The point of a barrel of honey and a spoon of tar is that flies really like tar.  Tar is a fly trap.

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10.20538.     AR AR

Speed and size allow the bumblebee to break the web.  The fly, on the contrary, should slow down, because it is weak and light.  The fly needs to be very careful not to fall into the clutches of the spider.

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10.20661.     AR AR

What is pride?  Lust for Vice!  Thirst  the moth goes to hell.  The proud like hell very much; the devil has deceived them by building a hell much better than Paradise.  The proud are ready to bite each other's throats for the right to be in hell.

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10.21042.     AR AR

Sinners sell their souls to the devil for flies.  Flies are the standard price for souls.  The devil is the owner of honey, who catches flies with honey and sells them to sinners.

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10.21650. Don't believe it…     AR AR

The purpose of the devil's temptations is to deprive you of your faith... that is, to restrict your movements.  The devil undermines your faith with doubts.  The devil tempts you with pleasure and rest... " Why should you go anywhere?  - says the devil... - lie down, rest, and let it make itself.  I'll give you everything, just wait."

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10.21893.     AR AR

An arbor for the rest of weary travelers may well be a trap, tempting you to go astray, indulging in idleness and sleep.  They say that sleep in this gazebo is so sweet that few people manage to Wake up.

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10.21926.     AR AR

Pride is a greedy run that drains your strength, and when you fall exhausted and fall asleep, you don't want to Wake up.  Sweet dreams and exhaust the forces of reality.  Of course, you'd rather die.

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10.21964.     AR AR

No matter how much rope you use, the fly will still get caught in the web or get stuck in the soup.

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The beginning of the book


1283.     AR AR

Once  it  used  to  be  hard  for  the  puppet  masters  to  tie  everyone  with  a  string, 
but  nowadays  it's  very  simple  as  everything's  on  the  web  of  the  net  and  TV, 

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1340.     AR AR

Everything  became  pretty  clear:  you  know  where  to  wend  your  way, 
the  nuances  of  thousands  of  movements  wove  into  the  web  of  fate. 

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1378.     AR AR

It  was  raining,  drawing  lines  down  -  like  a  web  a  spider  spins, 
spreading  a  net,  he  was  all  ears. 

There  is  a  limit  to  sky  metal  vat  has  long  been  corroded, 
like  from  above  a  wire  smoke  didn't  jingle  almost. 

The  dreams  overfilled,  it  like  with  a  tail  to  the  ground 
day  after  day  it  struggled  in  the  window  crooked  glass. 

Like  domes  of  houses,  like  the  spires  of  lights 
his  seven  sins  screamed,  like  seven  swines. 

It  seemed,  there  was  only  one  path,  but  six  ways, 
plus  an  interesting  variant  to  get  stuck  or  pass  away. 

In  the  alleys  the  crowd  drinks  a  happy  feast, 
as  if  a  madman  into  the  bronze  tocsin  rings  and  rings. 

And  some  will  vanish  and  leave,  but  that'll  be  endured, 
as  always  nature  abhors  a  vacuum. 

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3120. Perfection is order, order is rules.     AR AR

In  order  to  avoid  chaos  any  order  tends  to  catch  reality  in  a  web  of  rules. 
However,  if  Order  succeeds  and  attains  a  hundred  per  cent  perfection,  life  will  stop. 
But  generally,  life  starts  to  stop  and  die  even  earlier.  As  life  caught  in  a  web,  barely  moves  at  70-80  per  cent  order.  It's  the  weak  and  small  that  suffer  most  as  the  strong  and  big  may  somehow  break  the  web  while  the  small  give  up  really  fast. 

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3.148. The web of life.     AR AR

The   art   of   it   is   to   hang   on   a   thin   hair   over   an   abyss   without   being   afraid.

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4.735.     AR AR

Helium   is   the   second   one,   but   the   last.   Soloinc   this   is   the   last   18   th   prophet.   The   most   ethereal   and   intangible   of   all.   An   inert   gas   that   came   to   the   world   through   nothing,   through   the   web   of   the   Internet.

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6.983. The spider of the web of being.     AR AR

Mind is the ability to connect causes and effects, to turn effects into causes, to weave webs of hundreds of different causes and effects.

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6.984.     AR AR

Before you weave the web of being, your mind must renounce non-being and all its temptations.

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7.463.     AR AR

Take the example of a spider, first he makes a temporary frame, and then inside it weaves a web. When the web is ready, the temporary frame, it replaces the real. Your dreams and illusions are the temporary framework of your web.

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9.772. A trap for money.     AR AR

Just  like  a  spider,  you  weave  the  threads  of  destiny  into  the  web  of  life...

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9.773. Paths of life weave into the web of existence.     AR AR

Weaving  threads  into  a  web,  don't  be  lazy  as  the  stronger  and  wider  the  web  is,  the  more  flies  you  will  catch.  In  order  to  catch  money,  you  need  your  own  web.  In  order  to  weave  a  good  web,  you  need  hundreds  of  threads...

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1390.2.   AR AR

What good is that the bird sees the net?
She is naive in them flying,
hoping he was smarter than anyone…
Naivety perseverance always fatal,
the spider is more cunning than any cunning…

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3.1435.     AR AR

No sense is impossible, senselessness hurts.  Fleeing from the pain, the fly gets stuck in a web of vices.

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3.1436.     AR AR

A   vice   is   a   spider   web   and   the   devil   is   a   spider   caching   stupid   flies.   Flies   are   senseless   and   God   authorized   the   spider   to   eat   flies…

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3.1466. How to get a good job?     AR AR

Honestly, I don't know.  I've never even been allowed on the doorstep of a good job.  Closed doors and security, you know, and a mouse can't get through.  I used to find a crappy job and turn it into chocolate.  I used to cheat my way through closed doors like a fly, looking for Windows of opportunity.  Things happened, but eventually I got tired of it.  Once I noticed that a good job is a well-guarded house, which bursts a lot of gnats and flies.  And, of course, they are protected from such annoying midges like me. Traps, obstacles, cobwebs, sticky tape for flies, all sorts of pesticides that kill insects.  The system can be fooled, but it's such a pain in the ass.  Eventually, I decided to build my own house.  My house is the best and I love it very much.  The work that I invented and created for myself is the best work in the world.

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3.1618.     AR AR

What have you got against the devil?  The devil is a spider, he sets nets and catches flies...  You a fly?  ...Shoo, fly!  The police!  Call the police, there's a fly!

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3.2191. A glossary.     AR AR

Below   are   the   definitions   of   notions   encountered   in   Variothoughts’   texts.

God   is   an   abstract   entity   which   refers   to   objective   reality   and   the   entire   real   world.   This   entity’s   key   properties   include   order,   truth,   energy,   harmony,   beauty,   chaos   and   so   on.

Truth   is   an   understanding   about   reality   unadulterated   by   subjectivism.   As   an   example,   the   knowledge   of   God   means   that   it   is   necessary   to   read,   study,   pursue   science   and   discover   the   real   world.

Devil   is   a   macrophage   spider   or   a   mechanism   punishing   those   who   violate   the   laws   of   objective   reality.   It   is   something   like   an   immune   system   of   being.  

Vices   are   a   sticky   fly   ribbon.  

Sinners   are   flies.

The   righteous   are   bees   –   bees   are   useful.

Love   is   the   property   of   involving   intelligence   into   reality.   Love   is   attention   and   the   ability   to   focus   one’s   attention   and   to   avoid   the   temptations   of   vices.   Moreover,   God   is   love,   and   it   is   very   difficult   to   live   for   a   person   without   God   in   his   soul.   How’s   that,   without   God?   –   That   means   a   person   loves   neither   himself   nor   the   world   around   him.   We   call   the   godless   addicts.   There   are   many   reasons   for   this   but   I   will   talk   about   them   later.

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4.1665.     AR AR

Are you afraid of spiders? Oh, if only you knew how afraid they are of you. You for them horror, flying on wings night, they even not see you. You are to them a terrible living rock, the embodiment of universal horror.

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4.2753.     AR AR

A squirrel in a wheel is a fly in a spider's web, a mouse that has coveted cheese and fallen into a mousetrap.

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4.3453. Spider's web is a metaphor for the Golden cage.     AR AR

The Golden cage is a metaphor for sticky tape for flies. Sticky sweetness, full of suffering and hatred, mixed with fear of imminent death.

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