And Where Goeth Pride ?

If Pride Goeth Before The Fall ,

Then Where Goeth Pride

After It Has Gone ?

Is There A Path Pride Walks To

Some Graveyard Of Ego Death ?

Is There A Pride Parade With Hearse And Dirge ?

Doth Pride Celebrate It's Demise ?

These Be Questions Which Pester The Mind To Be Answered ;

Though The Mind , Prideful In It's Mentality ,

Deems Them To Be Below It's Station ,

And Noble Neural Passages Assaulted By Constant Demand

For Answers To The Nature Of Fleeting Things ,

But Here While Consciousness , Awareness , And Embodiment

Intersect In A Web Most Intricate And Otherworldly ,

Beckoning Thoughts Into Unknown Domains And Realms ,

Like Unto Wraiths And Sprites Half In , Half Out , Fully Between ;

For If This Is The Point Of The Thrust And Parry , And Wordplay

With The Wise Sword Of Discrimination , Then That Point

Must Touch My Heart So I Feel The Beat And Rhythm On

This Grail Quest For Knowledge ;

Let Me Drink Not From The Cup Of Forgetfulness , Yet The

Pool Of Memory , The Chalice Well Of Soul , And Hear

The Siren Call Of The Oracle Of The Seas And Sands Of Time ;

For If I Must Fall , If I Must Descend Into Depths Of My Own Being

Then Let It Be For The Sake Of My Love For Eternal Truths

Those That Shall Echo Through The Ages , And Resound Off Walls

Of The Shadows Of The Ancestors , And Ethereal Temples Of Light

Yet To Come !