be an equable lamb. jump onto the scale. then become one course on the epicure`s table. the pain is ephemeral. my flesh would be swallowed and experience an epic journey. I was entranced by the humans' sweet words. I was trapped. I entreated them to let me go. Then they enunciated that it was impossible. I was absorbed in my thinking. Maybe my fault was I am a lamb which epitomizes the equable animals. They were engrossed in making fire. They did it with ennui. In the moment I was about to die,I was enlightened. The enigma is ensconced everywhere.