Today I watched a spider spin his web. Or her web. No way to tell the gender. Are spiders as gender fluid as we are as humans? One may never know.

He (or she) allows the string to travel and build future paths for one of it’s legs to cling to. He starts small. Tight revolutions to begin. They get wider. They spread further. Then he comes back around and fills in all the gaps. What if humans did that? What if we helped our future selves by laying paths and ground work to give our upcoming movements the best chance to be made?

Sure. We can too be squashed by a bigger being. But just like the spider, our webs will remain well beyond our existence.