Bubble castle
Pride is like a “bubble castle” inflated out of proportion around me, by a phony air of superiority, falsely assuming others and the supreme God to be inferior. If I'm not mindful of this deceptive growth, it will soon be fatally large enough to burst into shambles. My inflated "self" violently crashes down to where it took off, inflicted. There in midst of the rubble, I find my poor soul, crying helplessly out for mercy. I must carry with me a pin to prick this castle down to size as soon as I realize I'm blowing the foul air. The bigger the castle gets, harder is the fall and the aftermath. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. [Philippians 2:3] How happy I am to see myself imperfect and be in need of God's mercy. [St Therese of the Child Jesus]