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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
¿Tienes miedo de las arañas? Oh, si sólo supiera lo miedo que te tienen. Eres un horror para ellos volar en las alas de la noche, ni siquiera te ven. Eres una terrible roca viviente para ellos, la encarnación del horror universal.
En el pasado, reprendí todos estos juegos, alcoholismo y otros vicios, y luego me di cuenta de que eran muy necesarios y útiles, ya que permiten atrapar cada vicio en las trampas, y sacarlos de la vida real. Todo este mosquito, mosquitos y moscas se captura perfectamente en ellos y no envenena la vida a las personas normales.