Pride

Our pride is the most important and the most dangerous thing, you see, it’s like fire, if directed it heats, it cooks; it is ironical but without direction it is like a loose cannon ball destroying unmercilessly – if we simply allow our instinctual feelings of delusions of grandeur (more prone by men) to be dominant, then we will likely be that loose cannon ball, however, if we realize that a. as God runs everything, nothing – including what we do is really us – and b. in essence we are God, for he is the source soul of all souls, suddenly our fire becomes merged with the humility and instead of a s/o/b/ you have s.o.b. – son of brotherhood.