http://slow.writerscafe.org/sebastiancorvi The original writings of author IO en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776258078 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am a spider in a bottleI do not see my limitations because they are invisible to the naked eyeSo I strive forward obliviousI hit my head on my limitaions and search for a way aroundThere is noneI try to climb this invisible wall but my hands and feet do not gripI begin to contemplate m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sebastiancorvi/464996/ It starts out small. I think nothing of it because there is nothing to think of.  It feeds.  Memories are its prey and emotions are its platter.  It grows.  Squashing the midgets in my mind, it choses its fate.  It is born.  It devours and takes until there is nothing l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sebastiancorvi/464982/ I rise and I am scorched by the sunI fall and I am torn asunder by the forceI turn left and I am struck by lightningI turn right and I am struck by a carI duck and I am bitten by a snakeI jump and I am decapitated by a planeI leap and I come up shortI dive and I am impaled on a pike&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sebastiancorvi/464980/