Here is a piece of the web

There is the spider

diligently, she works on the web. 

When done, she lays on her work,

and watches it manifest into a tool of survival.  

Then, there are the insects her web traps 

They are the same size as the spider, 

the same matter,

the same mother, 

same direct creator and perceiver.

Their tools,
their perception,
 set them apart from the spider

because of this, they are blind and vulnerable to the web

How amusing that one creature's life is another's death.

yet they both ultimately exist to depend on each other.

The insects and the spider share eyes, for within the eyes hold the infinity of Existence

yet they carry perceptions which keep them apart -leading death to one and life to another.

Difference in perception is the gravity which allows 

the cycle to exist without end

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death

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Before the perception, is the awareness. 

before, after,
within and around
 the awareness are the black holes of creation
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here lies infinite possibilities

for, as we have learned, all can be divided without end

Awareness,

needs not life, nor death for it just is

Content, without desire for movement

it is the pause between the inhale and exhale.

Then, there is the human, 

the perceiver of the spider, the spider's web and the trapped insects

I sit by the spider, watch it work, watch it's work come to life, 

finally, watch the trapping, struggle and death of the other insects.

I can study the web, it's patterns, and by it, understand the workings of 

Nature

Here I learn that the nature of all things work in pattern

the pattern is the skirt of Nature's creator

as I perceive Nature, I am also being perceived

the pattern 

the division

never ends

for around every circle, another can be drawn

The Great Transcendentalist Ralph Waldo Emerson writes,

THE EYE is the first circle; the horizon which it forms is the second; and throughout nature this primary picture is repeated without end. It is the highest emblem in the cipher of the world. [...] Our life is an apprenticeship to the truth that around every circle another can be drawn; that there is no end in nature, but every end is a beginning; that there is always another dawn risen on mid-noon, and under every deep a lower deep opens.