Crawlin on my skin

Did you ever think about all those little creepy crawlies that seem to scuttle around the place with all those legs and nowhere to go? Well, most of the time, we don't, because we have better things to do, places to go, things to do... But i still recount my close encounter with the creepy kind.
Twas a warm night, and i couldn't get myself to shut the windows, so i slept in the warm moonlight, having nothing much better to do than sleep. And when my dream reached to the part where I had my arm around two girls, one seemed to fancy tickling my arm, and so ticklish did the tickling get, that I woke up and looked blurry-eyed at the world at 3 am. And it was then when I saw somehting hop off my back, and scuttle under my bed. Hmmmmm, I think to myself, it seemed to be rather large. So I bent all the way down, and through my still blurry eyes, I peered under the bed.
I landed on the far side of the room. If there had been judges watching, I'm sure that an olympic long jump record would have been broken that day. For I had seen the image of a nasty looking spider peering back at my from under the bed. And I could swear, that spider looked nasty. What made it all the more creeepy was the fact that a few minutes agom it had taken up boarding on my body, and , no doubt, was looking for lunch. Now that spider was huge, and don't believe all that they say on the discovery channel, all spiders are bloodsucking monsters.
Fun fact: Spiders can eat upto twice their body weight, so
if you see a really big spider, don't worry, its only a
third of what it looks.
So that was that, it was me against the spider. I gathered all my guts together, and searched for something to squash my adversary. I picked up the biggest book I could find(it happened to be one on Electrical Power. Now thats showin them!!). And out I set on mission squash-em.
I look under the bed, and theres nohting there except dust, books which i lost, and a half eaten apple(yuck). Well, no spider in sight. I guess the little critter was afraid of me after all, the coward. Its all the same with cowards, whatever species, whatever race, animal, human....Ha, one more triumph of mankind. Thats the way it is, the way its always been, man over animal, the top of the foodchain...
Returing to my original place again, in the same manner of flight, I settled to realise the mistake that I made was the same mistake made over and over again by the commandos in the jungle. They always have someone to look out behind the company, and in front of the company, and sometimes, even at the sides. But no one, ever bothers to look above, in the trees where some happy sniper sits to pick out hte stragglers one by one. No one ever does that. And that day, even I failed to notice the spider dangling above my head, examining the dandruff on it.
And good ole spidey was probably smiling with his vicious jaws and his eight beady little eyes.
The whole world seemed to go much slower. I started reflecting on my past life and realised that this wasn't the way the world was supposed to be. Is the world supposed to be man against animal? Are we here to establish our presence and neglect all other on this planet. Is this the way the world was supposed to end out or what. With these noble thoughts I lay back down on my pillow, a changed man.
And now i have a totally new, non-violent perspective towards life.


And oh, spidey crawled again on my non-violent arm again, and I was not very amused. So there is a fading eight legged patch above my bed, and yes, a similar one on my library copy of Tolstoy's War and Peace.
Amen.