Encounter with a dead spider (28)

1 Name: Anonymage : 2018-02-23 23:13 [Del]

This morning I received a disturbing message. It was my younger sister who about six months ago moved to another State. She asked me how I was doing and got a conversation going, mostly of things or little or no consequence. I’m glad to say it, she is doing fine. In fact she feels great and despite the initial hardships expected from any major change in one’s life, she succeeded and, more than that, feels very close to be a complete adult, a functioning individual with its right place in society. Of course, at such short term, she’s not exactly where she wants to be nor it's reasonable to expect such a thing but now it seems to her that it is only a matter of time. Knowing my sister I think so too.
Then she asked how I feel about moving in with her and start a new life. Rather, a life, any life. A chance to stand on my own two legs, away from the old house and our protective parents. You see, I’m in this weird standing with my family members. They happen to believe it’s only a matter of one small push to get me straight into a successful and healthy existence. I am, they believe, a sort of incredibly unlucky genius, saint, or both, who never had the chance to meet the right people or be at the right place at the right time.
I believe that’s the case because they go by my room and see the huge stacks of books everywhere, many in foreign and weird languages to them and they can only assume I am enveloped in a cocoon state and whatever I am, judging by the doctoral appearance of my immediate surrounds, can only be positive, even amazing. For a good while I also believed that to be the case. When I was in fourth grade I won a school literary competition. That, added to my self-effacing and soft and polite demeanor was enough to have my parents and brothers to believe I was destined to be a man of importance.
Even now, at the age of 31, this person they imagine to be me, lingers thick over the reality of what I really am. I tell you what I am because it's simple enough. A man with no courage, hidden behind walls of paper and a dilettantish knowledge about many things and most of those many are of no concern to anyone. I’m not a genius or a saint. I’m less than regular and not the brilliant type of Dazai’s underman either. I’m less on both sides. I never said it out loud, not even to myself, but I’ve written plenty before; I’m a useless creature and a weight to those around me. Of no fault of anyone involved, they believe in a lie. We built together this person who doesn’t exist over their real son and brother. Covering the gaps left by my silence, they had to assume a lot about me. I’m terribly sorry this is the situation we stand right now.
I’m going on a tangent here, I’m sorry. Anyway, that’s what my younger sister asked me. She believes to offer me an opportunity to leave my parents house, breath new air, meet new people and perhaps make a real life for myself. If only she knew the thought alone of such things made me vomit. How shocked she would be, My God, to see her brother vomiting over a thought. The reality accompanied by the stench of my stomach. I cowered and bent and had to lay my head on the floor. After a while I crawled under my sink and stared at the drain pipe for a couple of hours. A drain is such a convenient invention, I kept thinking. It’s so useful that it got invented by several different cultures at different time periods all over the world. They all came about with the same idea. Drains, I should think more about drains (I’m not even kidding, that was my train of thought).
I had no glasses on so I couldn’t see very well but as I stood up the tip of my left eyebrow got in contact with something sticky. I turned to look and it was a very small cobweb. It was strange. There was nothing else on the web. No remains of insects whatsoever. In fact it stood in that perfect construction spiders do when they build their webs for the first time. Nothing else, this spider never caught anything other than the dust under my sink. What a tragedy. To gamble everything and to lose like that. This creature had put its entire life into one huge gamble and it lost. Right there, in the middle of this tiny cobweb I could see her. Dead. Completely dried, minuscule. Very gently I touched her and confirmed the spider was in fact dead. Just like Tolstoy wrote about the Russian soldiers who got trampled over by Napoleon in the Battle of Austerlitz and now stood dead or dying over hills. “It just wasn’t their day.” Christ! What a short and dry justification for everything. I suppose he’s right, unfortunately. For this spider too, it just wasn’t her day. How could she predict that nothing alive would ever pass through that space. It seemed proper but it wasn’t.
I thought that maybe, if I thought the right thoughts on the right order, this could be the spider’s own fault. Like in a fable, where a coward spider build her web in a spot too safe for herself where no predators could reach her but also no preys could reach her either. Her death is then justified as a cautionary tale. Fortune favors the brave, like the Romans wrote on the bows of their ships. But then that is brutally dishonest. For starters, I am the coward here and just thinking about using this spider’s bad luck as a way to excuse myself and warn myself against such behavior. That is brutal and horrible. I tell you this out of shame.
The simple truth is nothing ever came through and she stood there famished, trying to keep the webs clean from dust. But nothing ever came through and she died. The end. It just wasn’t her day. I touched her again very gently just to make sure she was truly dead. I was overwhelmed with pity. She tried and failed, that’s it. She couldn’t know that the only creature who would ever pass by her confines was me and even then just long after she died of starvation. There was nothing I could do for her at this point. I was late. The only thing I can do is to attest to her and tell you, reader, there was once a spider who thought it could exist under a coward’s sink. It built diligently and stood patiently but nothing ever came from her efforts, and nobody would ever know. At least now you know. And I know it too. For such a man as myself and given the spider is now dead, that’s the best we can do at this point. I appreciate you took the time to have the spider on your thoughts. I appreciate it deeply. Thank you.
If there's anything amusing I could find in this afternoon is the fact my sister wants me to find new life. Isn't curious that her message made me find old life in an unexpected place instead? I don't know what I'll do with the spider's husk but perhaps I'll fetch it and place inside a tiny glass or plastic and keep it in my wallet. Like an amulet with no real powers, just a reminder of thoughts I'll likely forget too soon. I kid you not, to look that cobweb under my sink was one of the most profound images I ever had.

2 Name: Anonymage : 2018-02-27 19:12 [Del]

Wonderful post. I hope to respond to your substance soon, but this is a wonderful post.

3 Name: Anonymage : 2018-03-02 20:29 [Del]

Trying does not equal success.

4 Name: Anonymage : 2018-03-23 15:59 [Del]

you may be a coward but I ,at least, like your writing.

5 Name: Anonymage : 2018-03-25 09:03 [Del]

This post is a-mage-ing:) I've also encountered dead spiders, mostly in the
restroom, because I'm somewhat reluctant to remove cobwebs there. Actually I
don't mind nature at all but sometimes you have no choice. Like right now I'm
dealing with an ant infestation. I don't have any substance that would drive
them away (hopefully without any harm), much less something that my cat would
tolerate. So I have to deal with it by simply crushing them mechanically. And
this is something that happens to humans quite a lot: you do something ordinary
or maybe outstanding, who cares, and then some force comes down on you and
crushes you with its weight. There's a ton of survivalship bias in all these
stories about success, how people simply work hard (ha!) and make it despite the
odds. But even in these stories you sometimes see fatal randomness. And the
reality of hardship is of course quite sobering
(http://bittersoutherner.com/digging-in-the-trash-david-joy). There's a quote in
this article that always gets me: 'Desperation is a way of living.' As I'm
writing this there's an ant near my cat's bowl checking his mates' crushed
bodies. He's alive right now but maybe I'll crush him in ten minutes on my way
to the restroom. This all may seem like a tragedy but in reality it's just a
natural process, we feel sad, or feel anything really, simply because evolution
gave us emotions. Sucks to be us.

6 Name: Anonymage : 2018-03-25 09:29 [Del]

Until recently I was living in a kind of dorm and had some kind of infestation myself. Everyday there were a couple bugs crawling on my wall and I crushed them every time. At some point I got seriously confused where they are coming from because I never opened my window (because the room had a ventilation system that did the airing for me) nor did I go outside much, so I probably didn’t carry them in from the outside. Thus I searched the room, behind/under the bed, in the bathroom and behind the wardrobe. I didn't find anything, not even a crack where they could nest. And yet every day 2-3 bugs would crawl along my wall and no matter how many bugs I killed, it would never stop. Luckily I don't live there anymore so my successor will have to deal with this problem (as well as with the noisy fucking neighbours above him)

7 Name: Anonymage : 2018-03-25 18:43 [Del]

A load of pretentious shite. Fucktarded failed norman wank.

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9 Name: Anonymage : 2018-03-27 00:26 [Del]

I thought it was very well written, OP. A touching story.
Please continue to write. You're really good at it.

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11 Name: Anonymage : 2018-04-11 19:22 [Del]

I've been raising a spider in my room to deal with the rogue insect invaders recently

12 Name: Anonymage : 2018-04-13 11:06 [Del]

nigshitters all.

13 Name: Anonymage : 2018-04-13 21:21 [Del]

>>11
How do you raise a spider?

14 Name: Anonymage : 2018-04-19 04:37 [Del]

>>13
Very carefully.

15 Name: Anonymage : 2018-05-07 15:02 [Del]

I get too scared to go outside for fear of seeing spiders sitting in webs in bushes or along walls. I couldn't begin to imagine touching one.

16 Name: Anonymage : 2018-05-08 15:45 [Del]

nice

17 Name: Anonymage : 2018-05-10 06:25 [Del]

okay good job mr saint genius

18 Name: Anonymage : 2018-09-14 22:36 [Del]

Your writing style indeed looks pretentious but at least you are good at it. Not really good, but i quite enjoyed it. I hope you continue writing here in the future.

19 Name: Anonymage : 2018-11-11 06:10 [Del]

what the

20 Name: Anonymage : 2019-07-13 22:39 [Del]

based spider poster

21 Name: Anonymage : 2019-07-14 13:39 [Del]

whagt aboring story tbh

22 Name: Anonymage : 2019-07-14 22:11 [Del]

SPIDER KILL BUGS
KILL SPIT EAT
YUM YUM FOR SPIDER
DOUBLE GOOD FOR HUMAN
BECAUSE NO BUGS WITH SPIDY

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24 Name: Anonymage : 2019-11-07 07:11 [Del]

It may have been old or ill? I cannot imagine that insects fail in that way unless they are completely impeded by physical deterioration.

I had a thought about insects yesterday. Just a little "gotcha, society" kind of thing. Ants and termites are the only life i could think of that build societies and care about things like architecture or massive social order. The more advanced life doesn't bother with that stuff, except humans. I was thinking of it in the context of cats, who seem to be smarter than humans because humans do "selfless" unstrategic acts all the time, but cats and some other mammals, fish, birds, don't seem to make mistaken judgments, but for them the concept of society hasn't come yet. They are always like computers in some way, but we are far less like computers.

25 Name: Anonymage : 2019-11-07 07:12 [Del]

The thought was all over the place. I mostly just wanted to ask if you know of any other animals that build large-scale structures like ants, bees, wasps, or termites.

26 Name: Anonymage : 2019-11-18 17:12 [Del]

Americans love the police state, but they don't seem able to understand that people try to break out of prisons.

People deal with tyranny in different ways.

Americans during the Revolutionary War were moral and independent and fought for freedom.

Americans in the Civil War fought for liberty.

Rome was an immoral bankrupt warmongering police state and had a population that only cared about bread and circuses and collapsed.

Russians in the USSR gave up and the Soviet Union collapsed.

What happened to tyrants like King Charles, Caligula, Mussolini, Gaddafi, and Ceausescu?

Americans today are immoral, depraved, degraded, divided, distracted, dependent on welfare, and come from broken families. The US is flooded by refugees and illegal immigrants. Americans have food, AC, beer, weed, cars, and homes and feel like they have too much to lose to fight for freedom.

Americans have the Internet now, but it is wiretapped.

Some say Americans may rebel when guns are confiscated, the Communists win in 2020 or 2024, they get sent to the concentration camps, or the US Ponzi economy collapses, but what if Americans never revolt?

What if Americans will never be sent to the concentration camps?

Knowing what will happen next is difficult, but the US is clearly collapsing. The US is a bankrupt warmongering police state and voting won't work because the USA is not a democracy.

One idea to fix the US is to wake people up.

Educate Americans up by talking about how the elites control the government, media, Hollywood, and Wall Street. Tell people to buy guns, gold, and food. Keep it simple. Be friendly. Listen. Ask open-ended questions. Avoid talking about odd theories like Bigfoot, Freemasons, or UFO's. You can praise places like Poland and Montana and criticize countries like Kenya and Mexico. Don't force people to adopt your point of view. You can lead a horse to water, but you can't force him to drink.

Try to wake as many people as you can. Don't get burned out or give up and just become another useless zombie. Americans must resist as long as they can.

Print up flyers that explain the US debt, wars, and tyranny. Leave them in bus stations, train stations, airports, and waiting rooms.

Patriots who are awake and stay silent today are no different than the elites, Gestapo, soldiers, politicians, and sheep who support US wars, debt, and tyranny.

Only 5% of Americans believe in freedom, but this isn't a problem because only 3% of Americans fought the British during the American Revolution. Once the war became serious, Americans started to support the rebels.

Maybe the most realistic option for the Libertarian now seems to be to leave. Save yourself. Go Galt, go off the grid, dropout, and move abroad. Avoid taxes.

Pass the word.

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28 Name: Anonymage : 2020-01-08 18:48 [Del]

You know that you live in the Twilight Zone when the US is a bankrupt warmongering police state and Americans look you in the eye and say that the USA is a peaceful and free country with a balanced budget.

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