The tendency to see oneself as less biased than other people, or to be able to identify more cognitive biases in others than oneself.
These are the vents of my being a self. I am aware of my twain selves.
I witness the movie that is my life.
My atoms mingle with the worlds atoms. My slutty atoms.
My feet ache. My chest hurts. I suffer, therefore I am.
But then I forget I exist and that this movie is me.
My own self has sold me out. Genetically modified me. Made me over with mascara.
The building blocks of me are ancient. I duly notice all my hot air.
I suitably put on the suit and cling to the suit.
The suit sticks to me like an ad campaign.
I constantly need new technology to explain me to me
when the new version is launched. America is ceaseless newfangled versioning.
I am dying but I donβt know where I am.
Jeesh that was rough! Exhausted with this yearβs project! Today's news: undersea vents brought building blocks of life to earth planet: http://uncovercalifornia.com/content/24284-undersea-vents-may-have-created-basic-building-blocks-life-life-formed-earth