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Amnesiac The Beast The Bee Meeting The Detective The Dream Gulliver Spider The Swarm Stings Widow
This is entirely speculation, but there is a lot of coincidences. This is info mostly gathered from the unfiction forums. Credit goes to whoever found the information, I merely put the information together on this page. --UserZedix 06:49, 6 Aug 2004 (PDT)
Possible connection to ILB
From WikipediaSylviaPlath :-
... her father, Otto, a college professor and noted authority on the subject of bees ...
From Googling Otto Plath (Sylvia's father) :
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Otto Plath's career flourished. He published the book 'Bumblebees and Their Ways' not long after Sylvia's birth.
From http://www.neuroticpoets.com/plath/ : (Attempted suicide on August 24th)
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On August 24, 1953 Sylvia waited until she was alone in the house, then broke into the family lockbox to steal the sleeping pills that had been locked away. After leaving a note that she had gone for a long walk, she entered a crawl space under the porch through the cellar and swallowed about forty of the pills.
Speculation
* Might it be possible that Dana had a lot of Sylvia Plath poetry lying around on her hard drive and the entity is using it for her purpose?Quotes from the poems related to ILB
From Stings:-
It is almost over. I am in control. Here is my honey-machine, It will work without thinking, Opening, in spring, like an industrious virgin
They thought death was worth it, but I Have a self to recover, a queen. Is she dead, is she sleeping? Where has she been, With her lion-red body, her wings of glass?
Now she is flying More terrible than she ever was, red Scar in the sky, red comet Over the engine that killed her-- The mausoleum, the wax house.
From The Arrival of the Bee Box:
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I am no source of honey So why should they turn on me? Tomorrow I will be sweet God, I will set them free. The box is only temporary.
From The Widow:
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Widow. The bitter spider sits And sits in the center of her loveless spokes. Death is the dress she wears, her hat and collar. The moth-face of her husband, moonwhite and ill, Circles her like a prey she'd love to kill