Everywhere I look all I find is potential. Potential to be great, but didn't quite make it. Potential to be brilliant, but fell a few years short. Potential to be kind, but chose to be crewl. This great big world keeps spinning and sure potential will always be there, but when will it really be. When will the great metamorphosis occur that turns potential into reality. Into now. Thats all it is right? Waiting for a metomophosis. A transformation from an immature form to an adult form in two or more distinct stages. Perhaps a metoorphosis has the potential to be the begining. Perhaps a metomorphosis has alreay occurred and this is the beging. Maybe it's just another passing thought. Food for thought.