Barbara Mallut wrote: Just as a craggy, faceted rock tossed into the ocean is eventually > ground into a smooth, rounded stone by continually having it's > edges worn away by the sheer repetition and power of the oceans > waves, so the disease grinds down our own unique "edges" till > we've grown somewhat featureless, tho no less beautiful in our > own way. Hi Barb M, As I see it there are "some" personalties that develops poetic feelings..... :-)) Cheers, +----| Joao Paulo de Carvalho |------ + | [log in to unmask] | +--------| Salvador-Bahia-Brazil |------+