A Likely Friendship
It is early on in life that Pride meets Ego. In 2nd grade in fact. Pride sits quietly admiring the gold star at the top of his drawing. Ego, sitting close by, slaps Pride on the back, lifts him into the air and tells him he deserves it. They become immediate friends. As they spend more time together, Pride loses his shape, expanding as Ego grows too. Pride likes his new form. It is large. It is powerful.
Later on Ego learns to surf. He rides the wave of forgotten insecurities, gaining momentum with every promotion and A+. Ego leaves behind a residue of “holier than thou" and superiority as he draws back, gaining more power.
Time passes. Pride forgets his glasses every time he leaves the house and instead grabs stilts. He carefully balances Success and Importance as he roams the streets blind. Pride steps on Morality and bumps into Humility but does not recognize it.
Pride and Ego meet again at the corner of Success and V.I.P. They straighten their jackets, lift their noses into the air and arm in arm they take on the city, knocking down marriages and small kids on the way. Pride and Ego walk tall. They are undefeatable. They laugh and twirl, kicking up dust from untouched sensitivities as they walk into the setting sun, watching as Humanity slowly fades away.
Copyright © Shif Bacher | Year Posted 2015
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