Metaphors are much used in our world, but few people are aware of them. "Web" is one for the Internet. The problem is the web as a metaphor doesn't go very far. A web is supposed to be beautifully woven (unlike the Internet), fragile, and it usually hosts only one spider. What about the users? Are they the poor flies that get caught in the web? The metaphor doesn't go very far indeed.

We could instead, and we'll call that our vision, think of ourselves as moles, and homepages and sites would be molehills and tunnels, and we would wander from tunnel to tunnel... That's at least more reassuring and friendly than spiders and flies on a web.

A molehill can be seen as something someone has achieved. It's an artificial hill-- a landmark. It's the one thing that shows there's someone down there. Besides, it's made of earth, so it's 100% natural. It has no chimney, no TV aerial. With time, the rain will wash it away. So it's something you have to take care of. But building another one someplace else is what moles do. They achieve things, and it shows.
But molehills are tiny. A very good satellite couldn't spot one. So they are not that important for the rest of the world...
A kick in it will blow a molehill away.
It may be important for us, though. A molehill is round, navel-like. It is our own personal center of the world. But no one else's.
And though a molehill may not be a great achievement, it IS something, it is the speaking out of something, small and pointless and harmless as it may seem.
It is a dream fulfilled. Though only a few inches high, it is a way to rise above --against-- something. Psychoanalysts will say it is phallic, like anything that raises above anything else. Maybe it is. A molehill is, after all, only a molehill (famous proverb).
By the way, do you know how William III died? His horse stumbled over a molehill! His enemies would have liked to thank the animal that had built it...
Molehills can change a kingdom's destiny. Just like butterflies...

The molehill looks like a home, or at least a roof. But it is neither of these. It is nothing but a molehill, a heap of earth. The only thing it means is that there must be tunnels below. Fake molehills are not molehills (famous proverb). But the most talented scientist would never be able to come up with the slightest information about the number and the direction of the tunnels. And that's what makes those tunnels worthwhile!
The tunnels run free and wild. They run among the roots of trees and the rocks. Sometimes they crosseach other. They can go up and down an East and West and North and South and every other possible direction. They are not limited. They can stop. Anyplace. You don't know until you get there. You can't predict anything about mole tunnels.
The tunnels are all alike, but they are different from each other. They are the mole's house, the place where it works, rests, eats. If it rains too much and the tunnels get flooded, new ones will be dug in no time. The mole reacts quickly...

The mole is best known for being vision impaired. It is often portrayed as myopic or blind. But it's better to be blind than blindfolded (famous proverb). Anyway you do not need eyes if you live underground. Like moles, we sometimes wander in an underground world and along tunnels which lead us God knows where. Sometimes there are cul-de-sacs, sometimes there are just too many places to go...
The mole symbolizes the guide. The Greek name of the mole is close to those of the lizzard and of the owl. It is a beneficial animal. It is believed that Asclepius, the snake-god of healing, first was a mole-god, like Rudra, the Indian archer/healer god. The Epidaurus maze, which was dedicated to Asclepius, was a sort of molehill.
The mole knows about the mysteries of the earth, it is the paster that guides the souls in the maze and heals them. The mole takes us back to the origins of the world.
We are all moles looking for other moles, willing to guide them and, at the same time, ready to be guided by them...