Chapter 8A spider has eight eyes, 88w88, eight eyes. Eight like a disguise. What are they disguising?
Your tongue has zero eyes, 0w0, zero eyes. Zero like nothing. Why does it not have eyes?
Your face has two eyes, 2w2, two eyes. Two like the number that people obsess over so hard it comes out of the TV screen and into your home, walking around, searching for the finest prey it can find. It can't find the prey, however, so it sneaks up behind you and jumps in your brain and then you want to become two with another
human being. What a frauduero your human being is! Don't feed it after midnight, or before sunrise. If you live in the polar north, then don't feed it until the time that is known as "No'on" when there is all day a night and a all day a day.
"Piercing the skin has always been quite the task, do you feel that you are up to it?" Zdyavenov asks.
"No, I don't think I'll be up to it for at least another month, I don't have the drills or metaphysical contemplation ready yet," you reply.
Contemplation tasks itself with tasking the walking around the TV screen and eye contemplation, but it does not know that it has eyes. It grabs itself and pulls the eyes out from behind the computer screen, and you shout, "That's not how this works!" But it is how it works, and you have to deal with it now. Nothing you have seen before prepared you for nothing, because you aren't really shocked by anything anymore. What can you be shocked by? Well, first of all, shocks to your own lifestyle. See, I am tipping over your lifestyle on this giant cliff on the mountain you've been climbing. You shout, "NO!", but it is too late, I have already pushed your lifestyle off the cliff. You are now without a lifestyle, so you begin to forge a life style. But that's what you lost, isn't it? No it isn't, because there's space between the life and the style of your life. Brilliant, huh?
Comprehend the spider eyes, for they are eight. They whisk past you as you open and close the door repeatedly to gain an effect. The effect you have gained is spider eyes. You are a spider with spider eyes. Close the door, please. You have now comprehended the spider eyes. The comprehension of the spider eyes disguises the great goblin of Golgamord. It also disgusts him. Great weather happens daily in the Solar Plexus please buy my cars for only $16,2859 now dongs. You eat him but after thirty weeks you give birth to a baby, the baby has no name that you know of except Spider.
I am Spider Man, hello. I am your own culture reflected back at you but the mirror doesn't exist and I don't exist and nothing that I am exists.
Thank goodness that's over, let's get back to young houses. Young house flesh mmmm tasty can't you feel it in your bees? The fleshy goodness the walls are growing muscles that you rip out and cook on your meat oven made of meat and store it in the fridge made of meat when you are done eating it on the table made of meat and the chair made of meat, additionally with skin and fur on the chair. The chair screams at you. It screams, "Bluk! Bluk! Bluk!" but you do not care. You are a bluk on a spider. Taste the bluk. There is no mouth anywhere on the fur chair, yet it still screams.
I scream, you scream, we all scream for
spider cream.
mmmm delicious spider cream