It took me a few days to figure out exactly how I was going to destroy this clock or if I should at all, seeing as it is a peaceful family of geese. I thought of burning the clock, but didn't want to pollute the air by burning the plastic, thus I decided to smash it. I found this weight in the attic and figured it was of good size and weight, thus perfect for this task. In response to my queries of if I should destroy the family I decide that the family had been infested with man's conception of time (as is represented by the clock embedded in the mama goose's stomach) and thereby no longer a true member of mother nature. I hope I am not mistaken in my series of reasoning on this matter.

It has been brought to my attention by my fellow SF0ers that the clock may have survived the first onslaught.  Thus I decided to silence any doubts pertaining to the functionality of the clock by dropping a cinder block on it from about 10-12 feet in the air (I wanted stay somewhat true to my first attempt without repeating it exactly).  So as you can see below there should be no more worries about the existence of time, so put your minds at ease.