Gentle readers, Self-Conscious Man has hidden himself beneath The Bridge of Doubt!
His back and forth pacing is making the very ego shake!
What shall we do?
Let us call upon Self-Deprecation Dude to save the day!
His ironic jokes and self-aware abilities will surely defeat Self-Conscious Man in his lair!
It is working!
Self-Conscious Man is laughing!
But is it enough?
Or is it too much!
He has laughed in on himself until he has disappeared up his own arse, creating a black-hole of self!
A black-hole of ego and neurosis!
This nexus of thought is working inside out to create a monster of terrible proportions!
Fruit cake! We must have fruit cake!
We must have sweets!
Temper the madman before he becomes a demonic offspring of depression and guilt!
Has it worked?
Did our cakes and chocolates, thrust with all our might into the black pool of woe... did they work?
Yes. Self-Conscious Man has emerged from beneath the bridge. With crumbs on his lap.
Quick. Give him some cookies.
And tell him he's doing just fine.
Gentle readers we have diverted disaster for another day.