Whatever defines us, confines us. (Put the man without a role on suicide watch.) Our most severe confinement is a self-limitation—the memory-based personality, comprising the habits and preferences of a momentary self.
What I quaintly call “my world” is small, personal and private. It is essentially the same as anyone else’s world, differing only in its details. They are time-bound, these worlds. All we know is what we remember.
What we call the human person is a 50 trillion-celled constellation of habits and memories. When these go, so does the person.
We all have our stories. They’re like husks in the garden of now.
Man’s principal confinements are habit and memory.