an old web

It was an oldest web of understanding, in which the enviorment basked equilibrium.
The web was strong and supported by each generation, constantly improved where that could be done.
Snipping a strand and spinning one stronger,
The web was old and of understanding.
It was not perfect.

"But I want more!"
The new web that was spun was weak, giving no benifits.

"Again!"

The new web that was spun was weak, giving little benifits and a base.
The old web abandoned, you can hear them.
Some quietly mutter about how the new web should be destroyed and yet there they are; enjoying the little benifits.
Some shout and yell about how the new web should be destroyed and yet there they are; enjoying the little benifits.
Others do the oppisite.

They don't think about building off the oldest web.