With each step we take, our ego does grow
A towering giant, our ambition does show
We crave the spotlight, the praise and the fame
Our ego's fire, our drive, our heart's flame
But beware, dear one, the dangers of pride
For it can blind us, and our fall will be wide
The ego's rise, a double-edged sword
It can lift us high, but also absorb.
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
By D. J. Reddall4 days ago in Fiction
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Exactly it does blind us. Ego is very very subtle and tricky.