Were You Predestined to Ask This Question to Night?

i cannot resist citing the famous poem of ogden nash, the seven spiritual ages of missus marmaduke moore. The only way to get into the land of the sweet bahai is to go bananas and lose your cool. That religion mushes together all the other religions to creat anindigestible stew which will give you an intellectual tummy ache. On that eastern and bahistic note, we will move on. Hi, there ther int ive, a question on on predestination and free will. Were you predestined to ask this question to night? I don't know. Well, if you don't know that, how do