For pride is spiritual cancer: it eats up the very possibility of love, or contentment, or even common sense.
Willful ignorance depends upon more that just a lack of knowledge; it requires a rancid pride to sustain it against the reality it denies. Of all failings, pride remains the most pernicious, the most intractable, and the most destructive vice common to all humans. It breeds contempt, it spawns both arrogance and indifference; it is a disease as infectious as it is persistent in the minds of the many. Pride proclaims compassion weakness; it devours the capacity to empathize with others; and it happily exterminates the capability to forgive.
When pride overshadows humanity, the ensuing darkness cloaks vice in an impenetrable gloom; obscuring self reflective considerations that might mitigate ignorance and hatred. Allowed to spread unchecked, pride consumes faith, hope and charity; ravaging rationality and temperance in an ever increasing desire to obtain power at any cost.
Pride has become the tumor of the times; a malignant malady of the spirit that must be excised lest it kills those who cherish it.
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