A neatly written story. After the immediate setup, the thing that struck me most as unusual and intriguing is that the author assumes a qualitative difference between, on the one hand, “having access” to your memories and experience (and your other brain function) and, on the other hand, really having that experience be a “part of” you, helping to construct your personality. I’m not sure that difference makes any sense at all, but it fits with the picture he paints of a mind that is just composed of little actors with internal structure, one of the actors being your “self.”
A neatly written story. After the immediate setup, the thing that struck me most as unusual and intriguing is that the author assumes a qualitative difference between, on the one hand, “having access” to your memories and experience (and your other brain function) and, on the other hand, really having that experience be a “part of” you, helping to construct your personality. I’m not sure that difference makes any sense at all, but it fits with the picture he paints of a mind that is just composed of little actors with internal structure, one of the actors being your “self.”