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How come when we are faced with responsibility or prestige, we can quickly become convinced that we are simply impostors?
How accurate are our views of ourselves compared to others?
Why do we fail to imagine that others are every bit as disturbed as we are?
What does the "leap of faith" - that others’ minds work in basically much the same ways as ours do - feel like?
What role does art and culture play in this "leap of faith"?
Let's get real and think about it!