Working with the three fates the weavers takes everybodies fates and weaves them all together. A fabric is formed and there is a very beautiful picture. There is a place for everybody and everything fits nicely.

All the weavers are women. 

Humanity is left out of this weave. The fates do not think much of man. He does not fit in anywhere.

Mankind have their own weave but it is not a pretty picture. The weave is always coming undone and there are holes. Sad.

As an individual we do not see ourself as a whole and as a species we do not see the big picture.

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