Monday, July 03, 2006, 12:55 AM
Even with uncomparable and fast rhythm-driving solos, there can only be a sense of creativity in one's mind. Finding the uniqueness in oneself takes one helluva time. What's the point of holding grudges with someone at a point of time when you are bound to bury the hatchet in a fashionable way sooner or later. Pride in oneself can lead to a devastating downfall which define the great line. I believe all things are possible. I just discovered that I'm physically stricken by an "up and coming" ulcer in my gum. Damn it! Salmarnir is meaningful. It revolves around a blibical term and verses. Conclusion? Stick that gum to your throat and shove it up to read it.