a life ruled by fear
or a life full of the unknown

i think the rhyming tall-fall is excellent, gives it the potential to stick in the memory like ancient children’s rhymes did, before we got lazy and printed books

Is it possible that petunia outgrew the superstitions of her parents and “stepped into the abyss”…. perhaps she died, but did so with some fundamental knowledge about the world concerning the folly and absurdity of all existence?

I’m thinking you could drop a spider from 5000 ft and it wouldn’t incur much damage…

I relate to petunia, I essentially did EVERYTHING my parents warned me not to… as a RULE… Maybe I needed to feel the thrill of knowing that at certain points in time, my life was in jeapardy/ in the hands of fate.

the “fall” is a metaphore.

if my pen is a weapon, it’s a weapon of love.

: )

s.

Even in my adulthood, I am still teetering on the edge of the cliff.

*a.

We were playing bugs at the dinner table and my son likes me to tell stories with the bugs. I love to do it. So i thought of a few “morality” lessons in the form of bugs.

this is the first of a series of four.

I’m sad that Petunia May fell off the cliff as well. I suppose that falling off the cliff is a metaphor, and that while the tragedy of defiant children coddled by their parents transcends this little tale, it is positive in that when a child reaches an age where they become autonomous, they step to the edges of things, and eventually have to jump, and fall.

like the first time you snuck out your window, or ran away from home. perhaps you waited until you were in college, but i think everyone falls, sooner or later.

this is a horror story for parents, a morality lesson for children, and a cool story about spiders for young people, about to find themselves in a similar position themselves.

if the spider made you sad, just wait until i get a minute to write the grasshoppers…

heh…

thoughtfully,

s.

i guess that’s what happens in real life, though, huh?

poor petunia…

nice one sunshine.

:)

gino.

erin