are_you_ready missionary Preparedness takes time. Everything in life is bound by time. Is there a conceivable escape? What is free from the Process? Nothing is changeless! Each solitary instant, When frozen and isolated, Affixed on a laboratory slide pending closer scrutiny, Is merely a snapshot Of your transformation What mention is there of The Beginning? And why fathom innumerable ends? Is that not destiny in your hands? Were you not born knowing where to go? Your desires, like soft, moist clay Beckons for your skillful touch Craft it into a Finish Line Peeling away layers Scrape away the useless excess Place it into the fire Set your tempered will There it will become stone Heat and Pressure Transforming you Over time. 041210 ... stork daddy This question is usually not asked to give the questioned a choice in how to proceed, but rather is asked rhetorically as a warning. It would be better phrased as, "get ready or else." 041210 ... Ouroboros "grandpa," he turns his head and looks at me. "you are really sick and without treatment you will die. do you understand?" he nods his head. "are you ready to die?" he vehemently shakes his head side to side. 060531 what's it to you? who go blather from