Web of Life

4-2004
I dreamed that I was looking out of my own eyes in an open space when I suddenly felt a stinging on my fingers.

I raised my hands to my face and saw many spiders crawling on their webs that interlaced between my fingers. I am sure the spiders have bitten me.

As I watch my hands they began to sprout to life as if I were turning into a tree. I watched fascinated.

Then I noticed my legs are itching. I look down at my jeans and start to scratch. It becomes so bad that I take my pants off and shake them. Every beetle you can imagine pours out.

I wake up

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