unrelenting pride

its weird what something so stupid as pride can do to you..there's no denying the blame I'm shouldering is a result of my own stubborn self..pride insists on separating you.. in fact it can quite happily shut you off in a corner to contemplate all the way you've fallen on your face, and yet refuse to release you despite your open admittance of it..sometimes pride will surface from the smallest thing, the tiniest splinter that could have been plucked out in an instant but instead you allow it to drag you through a series of thorns, leaving you in a worst state & state of mind than before..pride can place you off to a far side of a room filled with friends, stamp the words 'go away' on your forehead, & convince you that this is normal..& necessary..you give into the temptation of the emotionally loud music, deafening what's left of your conscious self.. pitifully protesting a silent arguement, that noone else could possibly understand this brute of a box you've trapped yourself in..pride is a snare..in fact, I wouldn't recommend holding onto it..ever..if you do however insist on indulging, avoid the music, the corner, open your Bible for a healthy slap of sense upside your thick head..or I guarantee solid walls will spring up & you will find yourself on an endless rampage of thought much like the one I'm entertaining at this moment--oh I've been interupted..thank God...see..pride..is..a..waste..of..time.. .