Spider and a Fly - Yet Witch One Am I?

'You have asked Ren, you will receive'

I'm ok... there is still so much I don't get.
I don't want to dream reality, I don't I   errrrr...

'You trust him bitch, he knows his shit.

there is a reason you met him and a reason you fit. 

Inka?

'Be careful what you wish for mouse,

he is very much like you.

When I said that he is mine it makes him part of you.'

'You dream seasons,

You dream time and you dream space.

Weather, light and dark 

to experience while awake.

We know you have few wants and little that you need which is why the earth and you mouse,

blend so easy when you sleep.

You can dream as a planet you can travel as a star.

Fractalise like love and fit your soul fam in your Ka.

Right now mouse there is a place. 

There is a thing you said you'll do,

So jump here now I will handover what is you.

Equinox? 'OFC mouse, the year balance will change,

If you'd listen and not fight you'd save yourself pain.'

Pain is ok.. it makes me feel alive, 

like dark is fun cause it's easier to hide.

'Come now Ren, the dark half will soon pass and Inak will hand you to me again
and I will own your ass 😏'  lol Leon.  

'Come bitch now plx' I forgot it was equinox.. that's why the friction... 😛

 

 

A errr I was calling it a body genome map, but it was beautiful looking like a person-shaped blueprint with what looked like constellations on it too - It was instructions for various tissue types.  Beautiful too a work of art.
Like a blueprint for a human with expanded sequencing for various tissue types, it's sort of 3d and then there is molecule structures that look like the Greek/roman constellation maps and it's in the shape of a human

There had been a dream too a very unusual male/person I was on a journey and they were using a similar transport rout so I kept meeting them while travelling.  They were yellow and reptilian they had evolved from a turtle type of species.

 

'Things with shell's Ren, they are always at home'  Mutant ninja turtles too 😆 

It was hazy which was annoying as it had been interesting, we had different motivations for action and were getting to understand each other as our trajectories kept meeting and crossing.

It was here I'd jumped to the house.
As I'd told Inka that morning after we stopped bickering... to kick me into Leon's court now. 

(Dark half/Light half..) ☯

Oh... I just checked the other equinox dreams from last year!!

Haha Holly for Holly King,  Dark & Light!

 

I'd been dreaming of 333 and 666 💚

Carbon, and the forms it can make - take - this was shapes,
I was formless manipulating visually molecules and flows - working with base 3, 6 and also 9. 
Mainly 3&6 though. 

One of the shapes was a humanoid shape.

 

 

I'd had a long interesting and odd dream too - It starts with 2 dogs, black and grey bull breeds with soft fur, the grey is younger the black older. 

Their owner has set up a self-feeding experiment where the dogs push buttons to get a kibble reward - The grey puppy is learning from observing the older black dog.

 

A prison too, I was in prison again.  Sheeseh 😛

There are few inmates less than 20 and we are observed closely - It's an exercise space but it's set up as experiments too.
The whole place is tiled with large yellow/orange and brown tiles like a strange pool, gym changing space.  B, Gates is in the same prison?

 

2 treadmills on one you couldn't go faster than 5mph...

There was also a weight that was attached to the person, they are expected to run against the drag and are observed and measured doing it. 
The next recall is in the pool, we had 3 mins left till we needed to get out I was ahead of the others and I knew I had time to do another length so had turned and was swimming threw the others going the opposite way. 

They are irritated I'm going back the other way and pushing threw them, but I knew I'd have time to revisit the other end and catch up again.

 

Out of the pool we are all sitting about in the tiled space, I'm opposite Bill who's eyes are red, he's been crying and is upset.
I was just watching him silently.
Oh we were being called to be injected with something he had had it, as I was called I declined the offer. 

 

In another bit there is a round bell tent in the playpark area of my main dream space... this was made into a MacDonald drive threw in a dream...  now it's my tent, the entrance was facing east to the Health centre and police station.  It was inviting, rugs, cushions and blankets a sofa bed and mats and lanterns outside.  A friend was staying there..Oh it was the one who died of Corvid who I spoke to in this dream.

Hummm his name is Ray.  

 

Next woke at 555, I'd been dreaming and playing with the numbers 666 😆  Haha

I'd had another 2 long dreams, one was an MMO style game. A gauntlet challenge and I'm teaming with other me/em.

We have an object to run, collect and then run back to a cave... the rout is trapped and filled with groups of controlling mobs.  We keep getting caught before the cave and it resets.  Em was carrying the object I was a distraction and leading the mobs away, I was telling her we would need to take out some of the mob packs on the route to the object as there were too many to make it back safely.

 

The other dream is a police call/operations centre.  Only it's crazy!  

It's a busy room with full-length windows 2 walls and then stuff and people and phones only the phones are all kinds from ultra-modern and even futuristic to old-style switchboards and even Morse code things.  People shouting, headsets papers and computers varying in age too from the first-big clunky things to holographic screens.

 

It's noisy, officers coming in and out Marie/middle me is there putting on a bulletproof vest thing and motorbike helmet. 

One phone ringtone is a very old theme tune about love always there.  I'm sitting in a booth with playing cards as I was there to game and bet.

We were going to play 2 hands at once a 2 deal game and a 4 deal game but as a player had dropped we decided we'd just deal everyone 4.   Zak was in, a fly and a spider too and I was waiting on 2 more females before we started.   So mainly just observing the room and the bizarre situation.

 

While waiting for the others the spider spins a web and catches the fly and I'm thinking ah shit if the fly gets eaten that's one less player.... the fly ends up in the web  
🙄

But then it's the spider that looks dead...  I was watching as a British bulldog picks up the spider in it's big dog lips and tries to put it back in the web again!  👀

'Playing with fire bitch?'  Haha, would seem so... tbh I need spring! 
Witch One Am I? 
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"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the spider to the fly;
"'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you may spy.
The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,
And I have many curious things to show when you are there."
"Oh no, no," said the little fly; "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."

"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high.
Well you rest upon my little bed?" said the spider to the fly.
"There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest a while, I'll snugly tuck you in!"
"Oh no, no," said the little fly, "for I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again who sleep upon your bed!"

Said the cunning spider to the fly: "Dear friend, what can I do
To prove the warm affection I've always felt for you?
I have within my pantry good store of all that's nice;
I'm sure you're very welcome - will you please to take a slice?"
"Oh no, no," said the little fly; "kind sir, that cannot be:
I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!"

"Sweet creature!" said the spider, "you're witty and you're wise;
How handsome are your gauzy wings; how brilliant are your eyes!
I have a little looking-glass upon my parlor shelf;
If you'd step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."
"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you're pleased to say,
And, bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day."

The spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready to dine upon the fly;
Then came out to his door again and merrily did sing:
"Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple; there's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"

Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer grew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes and green and purple hue,
Thinking only of her crested head. Poor, foolish thing! at last
Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast;
He dragged her up his winding stair, into the dismal den -
Within his little parlor - but she ne'er came out again!

And now, dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly flattering words I pray you ne'er give heed;
Unto an evil counselor close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale of the spider and the fly.

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/the-spider-and-the-fly-by-mary-howitt

"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the spider to the fly;
"'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you may spy.
The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,
And I have many curious things to show when you are there."
"Oh no, no," said the little fly; "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."

"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high.
Well you rest upon my little bed?" said the spider to the fly.
"There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest a while, I'll snugly tuck you in!"
"Oh no, no," said the little fly, "for I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again who sleep upon your bed!"

Said the cunning spider to the fly: "Dear friend, what can I do
To prove the warm affection I've always felt for you?
I have within my pantry good store of all that's nice;
I'm sure you're very welcome - will you please to take a slice?"
"Oh no, no," said the little fly; "kind sir, that cannot be:
I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!"

"Sweet creature!" said the spider, "you're witty and you're wise;
How handsome are your gauzy wings; how brilliant are your eyes!
I have a little looking-glass upon my parlor shelf;
If you'd step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."
"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you're pleased to say,
And, bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day."

The spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready to dine upon the fly;
Then came out to his door again and merrily did sing:
"Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple; there's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"

Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer grew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes and green and purple hue,
Thinking only of her crested head. Poor, foolish thing! at last
Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast;
He dragged her up his winding stair, into the dismal den -
Within his little parlor - but she ne'er came out again!

And now, dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly flattering words I pray you ne'er give heed;
Unto an evil counselor close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale of the spider and the fly.

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/the-spider-and-the-fly-by-mary-howitt

"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the spider to the fly;

 "'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you may spy.

 The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,

 And I have many curious things to show when you are there."

 "Oh no, no," said the little fly; "to ask me is in vain,

 For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."

 

 "I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high.

 Well you rest upon my little bed?" said the spider to the fly.

 "There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,

 And if you like to rest a while, I'll snugly tuck you in!"

 "Oh no, no," said the little fly, "for I've often heard it said, 

 They never, never wake again who sleep upon your bed!"

 

 Said the cunning spider to the fly: "Dear friend, what can I do

 To prove the warm affection I've always felt for you?

 I have within my pantry good store of all that's nice;

 I'm sure you're very welcome - will you please to take a slice?"

 "Oh no, no," said the little fly; "kind sir, that cannot be:

 I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!"

 

 "Sweet creature!" said the spider, "you're witty and you're wise;

 How handsome are your gauzy wings; how brilliant are your eyes!

 I have a little looking-glass upon my parlor shelf;

 If you'd step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."

 "I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you're pleased to say,

 And, bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day."

 

 The spider turned him round about, and went into his den,

 For well he knew the silly fly would soon come back again:

 So he wove a subtle web in a little corner sly,

 And set his table ready to dine upon the fly;

 Then came out to his door again and merrily did sing:

 "Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with pearl and silver wing;

 Your robes are green and purple; there's a crest upon your head;

 Your eyes are like diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"

 

 Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little fly,

 Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;

 With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer grew,

 Thinking only of her brilliant eyes and green and purple hue, 

 Thinking only of her crested head. Poor, foolish thing! at last

 Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast;

 He dragged her up his winding stair, into the dismal den -

 Within his little parlor - but she ne'er came out again!

 

 And now, dear little children, who may this story read,

 To idle, silly flattering words I pray you ne'er give heed;

 Unto an evil counselor close heart and ear and eye,

 And take a lesson from this tale of the spider and the fly. 

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/the-spider-and-the-fly-by-mary-howitt

FFS 😆

I CBA to weave... 'Then your the Fly 😈'  FU inka I have the eye 😆 

Web Weaving

Brain Mess

Time Tunnle

Eating Self

'All in then Mouse?'   Seems so 😛 ... Bring the bright, lets go!!