Sunday, July 16, 2006

 

Pride

Good morning,

Pride is known as the father of all sins.

Pride makes one a peacock. One becomes two dimensionally enlarged and mosaically colourful, like a fan spreading hot air all around. Pride gives one an air of inflated self esteem, enarmoured with a layer of golden aura of greatness, impervious to further improvement. One becomes so elevated that one can only see above the heads of others. Thus one cannot see any goodness or usefulness in anybody's qualities or love, loses respect of others and views them with disdain.

Poor Master Pride, who then can be your friends or your companion. Like a man who has reached the apex of Mount Everest, you are so aloft, who can reach up to you ? Your friend Miss Advice and companion Mister Counsel will stay below and keep their distance. Without friends where will your goodness go ? Without companions where will your greatness shine ?

Oh yes, Miss Narcissism will stay with you and not ever forsake you. Miss Narcissism has other siblings, Mister Intolerance and Miss Loneliness. They will love you and adhere to you; and being so weighed where will you move ?

Yes, Master Pride, only downhill !

Have a nice day
Ronald

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