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Crawling upon me…

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While
reading
a
certain
poem,
Suddenly
an
itchy
feeling
occurred
there
upon
my
head

(I could feel the irritating itchiness as i continued to read)
(Or maybe it was that i read to continue)
(There was intensified itchiness that persisted)

And
Suddenly
one
realized
the
power
of
suggestion
and(anyway it wasn’t “my head” like someone or something inside it owned it or anything)

Hairy … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2022
Halloween Love Spider ... Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2021
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Halloween Bonding

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He wants to meet you, on the world-wide web. 💕🕸

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[Note: The two large fangs (i.e., chelicerae) of this spider can be seen here. The lower one (of this tilted arachnid) is more in shadow, but the upper one can be seen a bit better. It extends from just under that little red-orangish area to where it curves (fang-like) to the right and backwards.]

Halloween Love Spider ... Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2021
Halloween Love Spider … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2021

Fishing Spider (Note the Leopard-like spots on the legs of this beautiful animal!) ... Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2021
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Halloween Spider

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[NOTE: This poem and this posting is just designed for some innocent, scary, Halloween fun. It is not meant to reinforce anyone’s hatred of spiders. When i see a spider in the house, i gently grab it in a soft Kleenex and subsequently release it (gently) out-of-doors. Spiders are generally harmless, are great pest removers, and can be admired for their own intrinsic beauty; humans probably look ugly to a lot of perceptive animals!]

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The enchanted, having ranted, spidery witch of

darkest, dreary goblin

sobbin’

in that convulsive, soggy, wriggly kind of way

within a musty, murky midnight

that stealthily sneaks into your house perceiving

your body’s warm, sleeping unconsciousness

unaware of the overhanging, hungry, evolved fangs of natural

selection (of which you are soon to be a part)

Dark, dark world where vibrations are a dead giveaway

and tossings and turnings in bed (for comfort) are incantations

luring the eight-legged spinstress whose

shadow unfolds into one’s somnolence

She skirts across further up the wall to the

dreamceiling where, suspended, she

swings above you

pitch dark pendant-like

eloquently poised

descending

descending

your breathing calls her

descending

descending

she lowers

descending

descending

to become one with you forever

Fishing Spider (Note the Leopard-like spots on the legs of this beautiful animal!) ... Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2021
Fishing Spider (Note the Leopard-like spots on the legs of this beautiful animal!) … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2021

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Wordless Wednesday … Not! (My Halloween Offspring)

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Well, you can clearly see that her cerebral area has expanded significantly thanks to help from her mother having had ingested my blood DNA in the distant past. The many offspring in the large egg sac that she is now carrying will undoubtedly have the same attributes.

(See Tuesday’s post, if you haven’t, to clarify this ongoing Halloween mystery. Maybe you’ll get bitten next!)

Fishing Spider (2) Ain’t She a Beauty?! Photo by Thomas Peace c.2019
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Update on my new Heart Condition… (and The Frightening Halloween Story That is True)

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[Over the weekend, i had a heart attack and went to the hospital. I’ve been a strict vegetarian since 1973, and this sudden heart thing — with arterial blockage and all — certainly came as a big shock; this is especially since, lately, i’ve been eating mostly just whole, organic foods… and i was no longer eating eggs, while the cheese that i ate, twice a week, was “no-fat cheese,” with just a little organic regular cheese sprinkled on top (additionally). I’ve been exercising daily, for years, on an indoor Schwinn bike. Heart disease runs in my family and, apparently, heredity plays a way bigger role in this than i had suspected. I didn’t get any stents; i had 40% to 50% blockage (in a curved area that is an undesirable site to place stents in); additionally, i had 100% blockage in a much smaller but significant artery. So they are treating me with medication. One of the medications that they are giving me is Lipitor, to help reduce LDL cholesterol, but my LDL levels are already low. I am back home and am doing well so far. I will not likely be making comments to my blogs (like i did in the past) for a while, and i probably will not be visiting other blogs as much, like i did in the past. The upcoming posts that i had made and had prescheduled (such as this one, below) will continue for a little while; after that, i will likely just post once or twice a week at the most. Thank you for your consideration and support! Tom]

A few years back, around this time of year, i was taking a little nap on the living room floor while Marla, my wonderful wife, was watching television. I was wearing shorts, and when i woke up and looked toward my legs, i saw a really huge spider suddenly run from my leg area. Since i’ve been a nature-lover all of my life, constantly examining and appreciating insects, spiders, frogs, snakes, and stuff on an ongoing basis, i did not panic. I caught the very large spider and put it in a glass jar. I did take photos of it back then. It was a Fishing Spider. Fishing Spiders tend to live around water, and we live right on a river. This spider was so very huge; i wondered how on earth it could have gotten into our modern, well-sealed house, but it did! This one looked like a tarantula; Fishing Spiders can get to be over 3 inches (8 cm) across. Anyway, i released the spider safely into our backyard by the river.

Later that evening, i noticed that on one of my legs, i had two sizable fang marks. No doubt, they were from the huge spider. I kid you not — and Marla can verify this — i had those fang mark scars on my leg for 3 to 4 months. I did not have any swelling or noticeable side-effects (except for a little craving to eat insects now and then)…tee-hee. So, this large spider probably ingested some of my blood (and blood DNA). Fishing Spiders can inject venom, but it is not dangerous to humans unless you are allergic to it.

So, the story ends… NOT! Just a little while ago, Marla spotted a big Fishing Spider on the front outside wall of our home. I took pictures of it, thinking that it would be perfect for Halloween. It had a big egg-case that it was protecting. I did not disturb it or harm it, of course, since it could be an offspring from the aforementioned spider that bit me. Epidemiological studies suggest that DNA ingested by animals can directly influence future generations and future evolutionary trends for that animal. These spiders could be carrying around my DNA.

Come home to papa! Thanks for showing me the egg-case of the little babies you have made! I feel so proud! 🙂
(I’ll post another photo of this beauty on Wednesday.)

Fishing Spider (1) Ain’t She A Beauty?! Photo by Thomas Peace c.2019
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Halloween Time

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Houses running to adjacent houses
bags opening smiles rustling
spooky sounds from darkness growling

Halloween Time
comes laughinglyscreaming down the giggling sidewalks
of candydropping thankyous

Don’t look behind you
Something’s there twistinglyclutching
Shadowysoon under your midnight bed

Something’s staring from that web. … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019


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Wordless Wednesday … Not! … (pre-Halloween hors d’oeuvres)

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We see you clearly
and we have a wonderful treat coming for you
on Halloween

coming for you!

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And here is an excerpt from the Monster in the Mirror song sung by Grover… (not that i ever watch Sesame Street with my big bird friends).

 

If your mirror has a monster in it, do not shout
This kind of situation does not call for freaking out
And do nothing that you would not like to see him do
‘Cause that monster in the mirror he just might be you
 
Singing “Wubba wubba wubba wubba woo woo woo”
Wubba wubba wubba and a doodly do
Wubba wubba wubba you can join in too

 

Halloween Delight … Note the series of long, fine hairs on this spider’s hind legs; they are likely used for web construction. … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019
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Wordless Wednesday … Not! … (Halloween Moon-landing Style!)

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“That’s one small step for arachnid, one giant leap for arachnidkind.”

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They beat us to it.  

Neil Armstrong didn’t realize that he had a spider hitching a ride on his spacesuit (and that it jumped off and was what actually took the first lunar step). 🙂

 

Neil Armstrong didn’t realize that he had a spider hitching a ride on his spacesuit (and that it jumped off and was what actually took the first lunar step). 🙂 … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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Wordless Wednesday … Not!

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?what kind of heathen sacrilegiously writes
on a consecrated,wordless day,
asking us to transcend all of our mindless traditions 

 

 


[Note:  Today’s posting was inspired by a comment by a wonderful blogger that i follow who, last Wednesday, in a “Wordless Wednesday” that i posted, graciously commented that my words were missed.  Thank you much, A Curious Introvert !  … and hugs to Cutie Fuzzy Doggy.]

Let’s follow Daddy-Long-Legs … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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Jumping Spiders and Awareness

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Jumping Spiders, those very alert arachnids, you know, have many eyes.  Some of the eyes are at the back of the head.  Some even have extra eyes on the abdomen (i.e., their rear section).  One of the reasons that they have eyes in such places is so that they can more efficiently see moving prey (that they can capture to eat).  Another reason for having eyes in such places is that other Jumping Spiders (or other spider species or insect enemies) may try to sneak up on them (to devour them).  Seeing such “attackers” affords quick reaction involving countermeasures.  

We might think, “Oh, how very primitive these spiders are, to be attacking and killing each other with such violence.”  Our species, it can be seen, however, still often kill each other on the so-called battlefield.   “Battlefield,” by the way, is just a word or accepted term for where humans go to react ultra-violently (i.e., primitive-ass crazy).  Many of us periodically celebrate those who were the most violent, calling them “great heroes.”  We seldom celebrate — we rarely celebrate — those who were opposed to war.  (We, instead of observing through separative countries, religions, and tribes, need to observe holistically and globally — which would help to end all wars — but most of us won’t do that, because of being firmly and stagnantly stuck in separative ruts.  So the unending nonsense will continue.)  To really go beyond being primitive and violent, we must observe without all of the separations that were poured into us.   

 

 

Jumping Spider Observing … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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The Stuffy Politicians…

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Many stuffy politicians can pull many
into their stupefaction
pull many into their (paid-for-by-
the-fossil-fuel-industries)
raisons d’etre
(which include bona fide lies)
but as for a rogue like me,
well, the cheese in their trap 
is made of distorted
­(though expensive and smelly)
­cardboard

 

 

Apolitical photo … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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U.S. Halloween Fright

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(NOTE:  The following poem is not against voting; it is opposed to voting by people who are easily duped and who turn their backs on the environment.)

 

This from the witch
          of the stir from the brew
          whose Halloween terror
          came flying for you

She brings you bloody terror
          wrinkled skin and loss of hair
          and all the rats and spiders cheer
          as she circles the air

But all the ugly terror
          that she drapes as the night
          doesn’t equal the brainwashed zombies
          soon to vote with all their might

 

 

 

Halloween Wolf Spider … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Ghosts and Goblins Month…

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Spiders weave strings of time
   between then and there
   Tonight, dangle as dream

Zip up and down
   crocheting the fabric of seem
   Tonight, enter scream

 

 

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In reality, Elongate Long-Jawed Orb Weavers are not at all dangerous.   People who turn their backs on the environment (and who vote for those that do) are what is extremely dangerous.

 

Elongate Long-jawed Orb Weaver … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Halloween Dream Time (Part 1)…

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At the very bottom of my gorgeous face
      you may see what looks like a dreadful mouth
      and a little above that
      a large nose
      and a little above that
      two glaring eyes

And if you happen to be
      one of the lucky ones
      who is able to see these things
      then I will crawl into
      your midnight dream
      and come again 
      around Halloween
      to get a taste
      of your warm bloodstream

 

 

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These Tiger Spiders, Argiope trifasciata, are very large and are common web-weavers in our Illinois area.  They are so common in our Illinois area (in the fall) that i have — during nature photography outings — gotten used to inadvertently walking into their webs and having them crawling on me.  They, in reality, are perfectly harmless and get off of me (on their own) before i need to bother to remove them myself.  However, they are not harmless to grasshoppers and — nevertheless, during this U.S. holiday season — they may be visiting you tonight!   Lots of them!    

Tiger Spider (Argiope trifasciata) … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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(In this Halloween Month of October) You Are What You Eat!

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Here’s a cozy little poem for you in this Halloweenish time of year:

 

Sleep well tonight my little darlings
    Here’s a little factoid to dream about tonight…
Scientists say that people 
    during sleep
each swallow an average of 
    around 8 spiders yearly

A nice warm dark moist place to visit
   Bon Appetit!   

 

 


It’s not little spiders that will really harm you and your children, it’s miseducated, traditional, ordinary people who let the environment go to hell.

 

 

Spider on Wildflower … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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I’m a Vegetarian but…

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Many whom i know eat meat.
Some of them have two legs,
some of them have eight.  

 

 

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NOTE:   Now and then, since October is the month of Halloween here in the U.S., i will likely post a few more spider photos than usual; not that spiders are really all that “scary” but that people associate them with Halloween (which is kind of fun and silly at the same time).   🙂

 

 

Spider with Prey … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Awareness

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‘Aware,’ in the dictionary, is defined as ‘having knowledge,’ or ‘well-informed.’   A mind that is aware just in terms of the dictionary’s definitions of awareness, is a rather mechanical, robotic mind (of which there are, unfortunately, plenty).  Awareness is so much more.  Awareness that exists within the superficial limitations of knowledge is a confined and reaction-oriented, mechanistic kind of consciousness.  Fortunately, there is an awareness that goes far beyond the realm of knowledge and memory retention.

When one was in the fourth grade, one partook in an awareness that was not merely within the realm of knowledge and thinking.  It was an awareness beyond thought.  It happened spontaneously, without one ever being told about letting or making such a thing happen.  At the time, one immediately understood that it was something entirely different than normal (everyday) consciousness; one realized that it was something very special.  It, way back then, seemed rather instantaneous and did not seem to require time.  (One, back then, didn’t label it as anything because it didn’t require a label; really, it is beyond all labels anyway.)  Now, years later, at the age of 66, one is still very appreciative of it.  “Thinking,” indeed, takes time; “thinking” is sequential and is a series of conditioned responses.  “Thinking” is involved with information collection and information processing; thinking depends upon psychological time.  The other, that awareness, was (though rather indefinable) more about aliveness and holistic perception beyond limited boundaries.

The awareness that is beyond mere thinking is involved with sensitivity and understanding.  It is not aloofness (that so many, unfortunately, have); it is not indifference (that so many, unfortunately, have); it goes beyond the formulations and molds (of the past) that have structured the endless reactions of man.   A mind without such awareness is trapped in the virtual realm of thought/thinking, endlessly reacting somewhat like a programmed robot, endlessly seeing through preconceptions and presuppositions (which isn’t really seeing whatsoever).  A mind that merely recognizes according to what it has been taught is a very secondhand, automaton-like mind.

It is very simple, really.  To see the unlimited, the whole, the mind cannot merely remain in (and as) the limited.  The limited mind cannot, under any circumstances, make itself be beyond the limited.  Effort and will have nothing to do with it.  Effort and will are within the realm of thinking and sequential memory; besides, will is a fallacious supposition based on a fictitious (but highly “believed in”) center or controller.  (As was pointed out in previous postings, human brains have been surgically divided in living human subjects, leaving two separate — viable — fields of consciousness within one braincase.)  The sacred, despite what a lot of very self-deceitful and guileful people claim, may not at all be what thought/thinking can summon or conjure up.  The sacred is not what thought (which is virtual and limited) can ever grasp.  Thought/thinking — and all misconceptions about a “controlling center” or of a “‘me’ manipulating thoughts from a distance” — must come to an end for that sacred immeasurability and impersonal intelligence to be.  In fact, when it visits, it makes thinking extremely difficult and rather impossible… much like when the light of the brightest sun annihilates all dark shadows; other physical changes to the body also occur for a while, among other things… but don’t just take my word for it.  The sacred and what is secondhand and virtual do not meet and will not ever meet (or combine).  Those charlatans who claim that their thoughts, manmade temples, secondhand methods, and mantras (or any thoughts, writings, or sayings) are sacred… are full of drivel.

Beyond categorization, beyond mere recognition and reaction (such as what ideas are) there is a deep, immeasurable dimension (that is not a mere dimension).  It will not and cannot ever meet with what is false; the false must die for it to be; such psychological dying is real living.  It is not a mere fabrication of the brain.  Awareness includes compassion, sensitivity, real curiosity, love, caring, and perception beyond the secondhand garbage that people so easily swallow.

 

 

 

Crab Spider on Lichen (1)
Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

Crab Spider on Lichen (2)
Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

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The Greatest Halloween Terror is not a Spider

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“He who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. He who accepts evil without protesting against it is really cooperating with it.” — Martin Luther King, Jr.
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Halloween is a candylicious 

        fun for kids time of year

        and the ugly monster

        with the orangish hair

        (who is a reflection of a sick national immorality)

        is mostly what we should fear

 

 

 

Halloween Spider (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Halloween Spider (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Beyond all the so-called experts…

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Profound mindfulness, deep awareness, and real meditation are not three separate things.  They are all one in the same.  Unlike what many so-called experts may tell you — including people who call themselves gurus, zen monks, priests, or spiritual guides — one doesn’t need to concentrate on a fixed point, on one’s breathing in and out, on a mantra, a prayer, or on anything else in order to be really mindful or deeply aware.  Actually, doing the aforementioned things — to get something out of them — usually makes the mind duller and more mesmerized.   As in hypnosis, concentration (purposefully done) tends to limit the mind to fixed points; concentration is an exclusionary process.  Concentration and similar forms of effort all cause the mind to focus on details and to engage in a concocted plan (or plans) in order to get some kind of result.  Profound awareness, however, is not exclusionary; it goes beyond mere details and is never the mere result of some blueprint or mentally formulated plan.  

One can practice methods by so-called experts ad infinitum; one can concentrate on one’s breathing, one can concentrate on a repeated mantra or on a so-called special prayer, (or on any other image or set of images that the mind focuses on).  These limited means — manufactured and provided by others — will never bring about true, pristine, and real enlightenment.  One might get some relaxation or some feelings that the mind construes as being “invigorating” from them… but these things will never be real and profound enlightenment.  A stale, limited means, psychologically, never leads to an unlimited, vast end.  Profound awareness is not something that you can rotely learn from any book, any blog, any guru, any zen monk, any priest or any authority (including your own so-called central, inner authority).   Real awareness (which may flower into true enlightenment) is never exclusionary and is never the result of some rote practice or structured technique.  Effortless, non-separative observing without all of the preprogrammed conditioning — simply put — is not merely the result of more preprogrammed methods, procedures, or images put forth by yourself from what others have provided.  Therefore, methods that so-called experts give to you, sell to you, or entice you with, are absolutely out.  What they offer is not cogent, not viable, if you have significant awareness.  And if you don’t have significant awareness you’ll be more than willing to play their games, give them money, adhere to their plans, worship their idols, or travel across the globe to be with them.  If you want to be second-hand, then, by all means, follow their methods; however, one thing is for sure: second-hand never comes upon real enlightenment.

It takes no time for the wise mind to be empty of all of their methods, blueprints, schemes, and concoctions.  Methods and techniques take time; however, not being conditioned by them takes no time whatsoever.  Methods and procedures have nothing to do with pristine, non-manufactured awareness; and without methods and procedures, time is not a factor, time is not operating as it does for most people.  I will not give you methods to practice… or plans to rigidly follow.  We think that someone needs to show us the way, the path; we feel that there is security in that “showing.” However, real insight, real profundity functions in a motiveless, directionless, unplanned way… which is not at all to say that it is haphazard and chaotic.  Most of us are perpetually relying on the methods, systems, images, and constructs of others; then we think we need further methods and systems to go beyond all this, which is absurd.  The very way that most of us observe things via separation (from a so-called center) is the result of stale methodologies learned from others.  There is no path that leads to the pathless.  There are no procedures — that take time — that lead to the timeless.  

 

 

Our Neighbor (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Our Neighbor (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Beyond Linear Time…

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In the excellent movie “Arrival,” which is now out on DVD, aliens come to earth to help humanity (and themselves).  One thing that they do, for humanity — while behind a thick, glass-like barrier (separating them from the humans) within their spacecraft —  is to reveal, to humans, the erroneousness and primitive nature of linear time.  Most of us, by the way, think and perceive exclusively in terms of linear time.  This movie hit home with me because for many years one was not fooled by the illusion of linear time.  In the movie, there was someone (and there were those) who could see the future as if it was not separate from the present in any way, shape, or form. 

Throughout my childhood,  my siblings and i knew (all too well) what it meant when my mother would say that she “had a feeling” about someone.  It meant that that person was about to pass away within the next few days, even if they were healthy.  We always wondered if she’d “have a feeling” about one of us!  Whatever it was that my mother had must have some form of genetic makeup (or something) because i tend to see things beyond the mere present too.   What i see, fortunately, doesn’t involve death or dying; it entails more ordinary occurrences, for the most part.  This has been going on ever since i was a kid.  Some examples, for instance:   When i was a very young boy, we — my friends and i — would go to the corner store to purchase some snacks, like a bag of potato chips or some Mr. Freezies.  My grandmother never went shopping, never went to that store… but on one particular day as we headed toward the store, with the store far from where we were, i had a strange feeling.  I felt that my grandmother would be in that store when we arrived there, and that i would be a bit embarrassed about running into her there.   When we later arrived at the corner store, she was there; she said something to me, in front of my friends, that made me feel a bit embarrassed.  And more recently, for example:  I would see mental images of our large garage overhanging door (and wonder why i would be having recurrent images about something silly like that)… and later come home to find out that my wife (without consulting me whatsoever) had a new garage door installed.  Or i would have repeated visions about a woman (Sandy F.) who was a direct-care assistant at the school for the handicapped where i worked before i retired.  However, she (Sandy F.) was one of the direct-care assistants in some other teacher’s classroom… not mine.  (I thought: “Why would i be repeatedly having images of her, since she wasn’t even in my classrom?)  A day or so later, i was invited to come to a retirement party for a teacher who was retiring from the school where i used to work; she was the teacher in whose class Sandy F. worked in as a direct-care assistant.   Later, when at the retirement party, the woman who i was seeing visions of was sitting right next to me at the dinner table of the restaurant; then they told me that Sandy F. was going to be taking over the classroom as the new teacher.  I congratulated her (while she had a big smile on her face)!  Just the other day, while still in bed in the morning, i had a vision of being in a vehicle and starting to crash into the side of a big semi truck.  That day, i went shopping… and on the way home — in my car — was stopped at a four-way stop intersection.  It was my turn to go, after a stop, but a big semi truck (perpendicular to my car) came roaring through the intersection without stopping (only very slightly slowing down).  I am more than glad that i wisely hesitated at that intersection! 

There is a lot more (much more, in fact), involving this, that one can tell you about, but i definitely think that it is best left unsaid (and private); it is way more involved than what i have ever told others (including my wife)… way more involved.  There are very deep implications in all this.  Like the movie suggests, we are a very primitive species, though we think that we are highly evolved.  The world isn’t flat; this one is the only real viable one we have; we can’t mindlessly trash this one and fly away to escape to some other pristine sphere.  And finally, in ending this posting, i will refer to Albert Einstein who said, “For those of us who believe in physics, the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”

 

 

For Your Eyes Only (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

For Your Eyes Only (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Beautifully

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One leaf drips 

d

           o

                    w

                              nwardly

as trees molt

                    melt

                               ing

                                         ly

One hate argued

                    accusingly

as statues marbelized 

                    motionlessly

Five thoughts sprung

                    sepa rately

when a spider watched

                    wordlessly

This bliss occurred

                    effortlessly

while friction tapered

                     thankfully

When science acquired

                    argumentatively

two plants burst

                    breathlessly

One whole gleaned

                    gracefully

as truth lived

                    lovingly

Four responses rattled

                    residually

ten beliefs bashed 

                     barbarously

Red kites journeyed 

                    joyfully

and tenderness touched

                    transcendentally

A doctor prescribed

                    passionately

as insights envisaged

                    expansively

The Spider Watched Wordlessly (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The Spider Watched Wordlessly (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The Spider Watched Wordlessly (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The Spider Watched Wordlessly (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Chilling Halloween Creepiness…

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               I’ve got eight legs

you’ve got two

                      I’ve got eight eyes

you’ve only two

 

                    You run from us

and scream

                    but we’re much 

more afraid of you

 

                     You with your overpopulation

and polluting ways

                    are ruining this planet

We aren’t

 

                    With your hitting hatred

and your many armaments 

                    you mindlessly march in armies

We don’t march in any

 

                     So on Halloween

or on any other dark night

                    don’t run from us in hysterics 

It’s all so blatantly  ludicrous

Jumping Spider (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Spider (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Spider (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Spider (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Haunted Halloween (spiders aren’t anything compared to this)…

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Let’s give a prize…

to those who were too crass and uncaring 

               to ever open their eyes.

Let’s provide a splendid, gold citation…

to those who radiated endless cruelty,

               increased suffering, and needlessly caused frustration.

Let’s mindlessly vote for an unhinged, sick sociopath with an unstable mind that divides us…

               who snarls that the polluted, unhealthy environment is balanced,

and that all of the dying coral reefs are quite healthy and marvelous.

Let’s cheapen the whole…

be ordinary, separative, comfortable, selfish,

               and take a long, indifferent stroll.

Let’s thoughtlessly add more and more pollutants and superficial experiences to the fire…

               and when this tiny world burns to the ground,

Let’s wait until the very last day to deeply inquire.

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[I love spiders.  The real (deadly) thing on this planet (except for a few) walks on two legs, not eight.]

Halloween Surprise. Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Halloween Surprise. Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Halloween Arachnid

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To be in rapport with truth, one must (obviously) be parallel to the nature and dimension of truth.  Profound (not relative) truth may not at all be something that is merely acquired… like some kind of result (by way of a process), like some type of petty thing that comes about (by way of accumulation or calculated endeavor).  The immensity of profound truth is not of the realm of standard and ordinary results.  So, in a very real way, this negates a lot of what people do (in terms of ordinary meditation and orthodox religion… all of which provide you with concrete ways to come upon truth).

A very serious, truly intelligent person (unlike the indifferent masses who are caught and lost in rather superficial details) is extremely interested in the profound truth.  If that interest is a deep passion to find out without merely depending on others, then that passion may be beyond mere accumulation and calculated endeavor.   The others depend on people of “authority” to tell them what to do, how to behave, what and how to think, etc.  However, an individual with that rare passion (that does not depend) is truly standing alone.  (“Individual” means single and not dependent.)  An individual who does not merely depend upon the symbols, images, and patterns that others provide regarding truth… may be truly standing alone.  

You know, when I was a follower, going along with the crowd regarding orthodox traditions and all that popular stuff… nothing happened.  Nothing truly miraculous occurred whatsoever.  It was only after one had gone beyond all the bourgeois orthodoxy, beyond all the popular cults, beyond all the gurus, experts, and specialists, that something very special, immense, enlightening, and extraordinary happened.  Of course, people can say, “Well this bloke is merely deluding himself, imagining something or fantasizing about something profound.”  There exists palpable proof consisting of reflections (over the years) of the actuality of this; but people need to go in depth and discover it for themselves.  People each need to take the initiative and examine deeply for themselves; if they don’t do it (with tremendous passion) there is plenty of the ordinary for them to mundanely continue to experience (and remain as). 

Most of us do not realize the depth of the accumulations that we have psychologically absorbed from others (who, themselves, absorbed from previous others).  With this stockpile from the antiquated past, we look; and what we perceive is circumscribed by the extreme limitations of symbols, patterns, images, and fragmentary, archaic concepts.  (One has stated this time and time again.)  To be truly independent calls for going far deeper than merely going beyond outside authority… because the processes and ways of outside authority are in (and constitute) what you actually are.  (Our “inside authority” is an extension of — and it is — the outside authority.)  Our very concepts of self and of time are composed of crass, primitive patterns stemming from the musty past.  (When you look through the lens of the musty past, what you see will be very distorted.)  Only in the unconditioned intelligence of standing alone does the deepest magic truly manifest.  This standing alone does not merely seek a result; it does not merely attempt to catch truth in its web designed for contrived results to acquire; there may then be (within it) intrinsic beauty that is not merely acquired through calculation.

Halloween Arachnid. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Halloween Arachnid. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

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For Goodness Sake…

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Just because you are good does not mean that only good things will happen for (or to) you.  True goodness is not for some later prize, but exists as its own effortless beauty.  True goodness is far beyond the norm; it is beyond what “mostpeople” subscribe to and unexist as.  True goodness involves an immense awareness that exists independent of group ideas, traditions, and values.  The ideas, traditions, and values of others are often binding and limiting.  True goodness, like real creativity, is causeless and effortless… and merely following the patterns of a system or group nullifies profound creativity and independence.  Interestingly, true goodness does not merely cling to being in patterns of experience.  Habitually clinging to “needing experience” is another form of dependence.  A mind twisted up in psychological dependence and in habits is not capable, for the most part, of being intrinsically good.  Goodness exists beyond descriptions and learned concepts.  Most are unwilling to cut themselves off from dependence… dependence on governments, nations, religions, philosophies, ideals, hypnotic effects, learned concepts, experience, and false habits; therefore, real enlightenment and profound goodness eludes them.  Only what is free, independently wise, and whole can be visited by what is immensely sacred and profound.  It cannot, and will not, enter into what is distorted and corrupt. 

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Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Go beyond vengeance… (Multi-Photo)

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(Just a few days ago was the 150th anniversary of the night Abraham Lincoln was fatally shot by John Wilkes Booth.)

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the energy… it’s swirling,twirling

moving through the hand

of a man named Lincoln

some leader of a land

 

the play went on the gun was cocked

the killer took his aim

some say the twirling,whirling cells

could only move in vein

 

precise premonition lying listless

across a sordid balcony floor

as disbelief and shock called out

and raced through the narrow(minded) door

 

icy hatred’s revenge seldom is ever beautiful

as twirling life flows beyond perceptual range

warm grace lies beyond cold malice and vengeance

apprehension leaves,arrives, as the winds of change

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Stealth. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Stealth. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Stealth. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Stealth. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

 

 

 

 

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Regarding “Jumping to Conclusions”… (Multi-Photo)

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If you are a diminutive jumping spider, by all means jump!  Jumping is your life and calling card.  If you are a human being, by all means jump with your legs and feet too (and exercise a lot).  However, it would be prudent not to — like so many do — jump to conclusions.  Jumping to conclusions often stifles the mind and often causes it to perceive things that are not legitimate and true.  So many of us jump to conclusions.  When we jump to conclusions… we are those conclusions.  Being a conclusion may be rather dead and “unalive.”  Go visit a cemetery; most of the people there (I’ll bet) probably came to conclusions!    😉

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Tiny Jumping Spider. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Tiny Jumping Spider. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Tiny Jumping Spider. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Tiny Jumping Spider. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Looking through the glasses that they gave you…

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Don’t be a second-hand, hodgepodge mix of what others (in your life) programmed you to be; perceive directly, without mere conditioning and pre-programmed reaction.

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[Together for eternity…  A pair of 50 million year old spiders fossilized in Baltic Amber.  The male is on the left.]

Together forever... Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Together forever… Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Haunted by the hands of others…

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A highly prejudicial mind is like a coldly crafted puppet or a thoughtlessly made, prefabricated building; it was constructed to be what it is (by others).

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[This is a very large Fishing Spider on a post of our Gazebo (at night) guarding its large egg sac.  This Fishing Spider must have been over 2 inches long and its egg sac was also very large.  It looks like it must have took a long time to carefully and skillfully form that huge egg sac.  I was looking for spiders to photograph and was resting the camera against the post to get a steady shot of a smaller spider… when I suddenly came face to face with this huge creature!  Nothing easily startles me… but this kind of did!]

Not an itsy bitsy spider by any means!  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Not an itsy bitsy spider by any means! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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A Spider sewed at Night…

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from Emily Dickinson:

A Spider sewed at Night
Without a Light
Upon an Arc of White.

If Ruff it was of Dame
Or Shroud of Gnome
Himself himself inform.

Of Immortality
His Strategy
Was Physiognomy.

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[This is a Black and Yellow Argiope Spider.  We call them Banana Spiders here in the Midwest.  Each Black and Yellow Argiope Spider carries an ominous, rather demonic set of images on its dorsal side… a clear message saying:  “Don’t mess with me!”]

Positioned "head down" as is typical for these and related species. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Positioned “head down” as is typical for these and related species. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Ripples

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The thrown rock creates the ripples, but the ripples of thought create the ego (i.e., the so-called central “I”).

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[This is a Banded Argiope Spider – with ripples of colors – waiting for prey in a perfect web that she has spun.  The Banded Argiope Spider is a large spider and is related to the Black and Yellow Argiope Spider (i.e., the Banana Spider).  Their expertly woven webs have crossed, zigzag bands running through them that are very thick.  It is thought that these have the dual function of attracting certain insects – since they reflect a lot of ultraviolet light that certain insects are attracted to – and for warning low flying birds.  (Humans cannot see in the ultraviolet range.)  I used to have a lot of these spiders crawling all over me when out in the fields photographing (and didn’t mind it at all); but now I am better at spotting and avoiding the webs and going around them.  Many of these spiders are well over and inch long.  It is common for them to wait in the web with their head down.  Note the webbing to the left and right of this spider.]

A real tiger.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

A real tiger. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

 

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The most frightening thing of all…

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Nothing is scarier than our elected politicians!  

😉

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from E. E. Cummings:

hist whist
little ghostthings
tip-toe
twinkle-toe

little twitchy
witches and tingling
goblins
hob-a-nob hob-a-nob

little hoppy happy
toad in tweeds
tweeds
little itchy mousies

with scuttling
eyes rustle and run and
hidehidehide
whisk

whisk look out for the old woman
with the wart on her nose
what she’ll do to yer
nobody knows

for she knows the devil ooch
the devil ouch
the devil
ach the great

green
dancing
devil
devil

devil
devil

wheeEEE

Marbled Orb Weaver Spider.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Marbled Orb Weaver Spider. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Living and dying are one…

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To psychologically die (each and every day) to endless fears and separative images… is living wisdom.

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[This is, because of the enlarged pedipalps, a male spider… probably a Grass Spider.  Pedipalps have sensitive chemical detectors and function as taste and smell organs, supplementing those on the legs.  In males, the pedipalps are enlarged, functioning as organs for reproductive purposes.]

Oh, that movie-star face!  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Oh, that movie-star face! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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(Multi-photo)*** The fears and hopes that exist in one…

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The fears and hopes that exist in one… may not at all be separate from what one is.

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[Marbled Orb Weaver Spiders make spiraling orb webs built on low trees, shrubs, or grasses.  Marbled Orb Weaver Spiders make a retreat in curled leaves or, if the web is on a tree, under bark.  This one was in our yard near the river bank and was tough to photograph from its top side (i.e., dorsal side); its eyes are pretty good a seeing approaching visitors and it would quickly retreat into a curled leaf!  However, I was better able to approach it in the evening!  Notice how it is simultaneously spinning web and tightening web with separate legs! (I usually can’t do two things at once!)

Additional note:   I will be posting more spiders (and similar creatures) in the Halloween month of October.  It is neat that they are part of an old Halloween tradition (that is fun for kids).  However, it is unfortunate that many children grow up associating spiders with “being frightened” and as “terrible creatures to be horrified of.”  As the late, superb naturalist, Steve Irwin often propounded, spiders and snakes can indeed be seen to be majestic, marvelous animals, truly beautiful in their own ways.  We must, as Steve Irwin so graciously suggested before his untimely passing, be far better caretakers of Mother Earth.]

Different and colorful! Marbled Orb Weaver Spider. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Different and colorful! Marbled Orb Weaver Spider. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Interesting marbled design! Marbled Orb Weaver Spider.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Interesting marbled design! Marbled Orb Weaver Spider. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

 

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Ponder beyond the ordinary. Go deep beyond the superficial.

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Ponder beyond the ordinary.  Go deep beyond the superficial.

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[This is a Crab Spider in an Viola Flower.  Crab Spiders act like chameleons and usually change to be the color of the particular flower that they are in… as they wait for winged prey to capture.  This one should have made itself more yellow, but… considering the sprig hanging by this flower, this spider didn’t do too bad; I almost didn’t see it!

Additional note:   I will be posting more spiders (and similar creatures) in the Halloween month of October.  It is neat that they are part of an old Halloween tradition (that is fun for kids).  However, it is unfortunate that many children grow up associating spiders with “being frightened” and as “terrible creatures to be horrified of.”  As the late, superb naturalist, Steve Irwin often propounded, spiders and snakes can indeed be seen to be majestic, marvelous animals, truly beautiful in their own ways.  We must, as Steve Irwin so graciously suggested before his untimely passing, be far better caretakers of Mother Earth.]

Almost missed. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Almost missed. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

 

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Real beauty is…

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Real beauty is much deeper than what you can see!

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[Many Wolf Spiders hunt during the day.  Wolf Spiders have excellent vision and a highly developed sense of touch.  Male Wolf Spiders wave  and motion with their large, often hairy pedipalps in a rhythmic pattern as they approach suitable female mates.

Additional note:   I will be posting more spiders (and similar creatures) in the Halloween month of October.  It is neat that they are part of an old Halloween tradition (that is fun for kids).  However, it is unfortunate that many children grow up associating spiders with “being frightened” and as “terrible creatures to be horrified of.”  As the late, superb naturalist, Steve Irwin often propounded, spiders and snakes can indeed be seen to be majestic, marvelous animals, truly beautiful in their own ways.  We must, as Steve Irwin so graciously suggested before his untimely passing, be far better caretakers of Mother Earth.]

 

The better to see you with, my dear!  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

The better to see you with, my dear! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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(Multi-photo)*** Don’t merely try to run from your fears; they are not separate from what you are.

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Don’t merely try to run from your fears; they are not separate from what you are.

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[This spider (full of stereoscopic eyes that see all around it) is a Fishing Spider (resting along a river bank).  This is one of my favorites.  I think they are incredible!  If you dislike them or are afraid of them, please (like the late, wonderful naturalist Steve Irwin used to suggest) look at them and be appreciative of them without “learned hatred” and try to see them without prejudice.  They don’t make webbing (except for a silken nursery to protect their young).  They actively hunt (and roam) along the river for small creatures to eat.  They are lightning fast!  I also photographed a super big one carrying its huge egg sac up our gazebo near the river.  The size of that one was rather shocking!  I’ll post photos of that mama later on some time.]

Enough eyes to see all around it!  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Enough eyes to see all around it! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Fast as lightning! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Fast as lightning! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014