Is a person an assemblage of life forms?

It's past my bedtime, I've spent all my spare time today rummaging through books and articles, looking for passages which illuminate a theme that's been reverberating in my mind with unexpected intensity.

My current feeling is expressed in 📙 The Book of Disquiet:

Right now I have so many fundamental thoughts, so many truly metaphysical things to say that I suddenly feel tired, and I’ve decided to write no more, think no more. I’ll let the fever of saying put me to sleep instead, and with closed eyes I’ll stroke, as if petting a cat, all that I might have said. *

All I can do is juxtapose some quotes.

I would like to choose them carefully, but I don't even have time for that.

From 📰 The Government Within:

An integrated self, if it is anything, is a construction, an achievement, an emergent fact out of a pre-existing disorder, and one needs to understand this process in order to avoid or correct the pathologies that the process is prone to. *

From 📰 Neurons Gone Wild:

Most normal human brains, in normal environments, will naturally grow a single agent (the self) at the top of their agent hierarchy. But what if the brain or the environment isn't quite normal? Are we capable of growing other selves or person-like agents — even multiple ones in a single brain? *

From Uses of Disorder:

The desire for coherent identity is exactly the search to avoid diversity and painful unknowns in the social arena for the sake of some secure order. *

From 📙 Guerrilla Metaphysics:

Since all relations are objects, and all objects are formed in turn of a swarming internal empire of relations, the basic model of the world that results is both simple and endlessly pluralistic: namely, nothing exists but the interiors of objects, since objects are nothing but their interiors. *

From 📙 Humankind:

We don’t have to agree that the Buddhist idea of no-self means that you’re just a bunch of atoms. What it means instead is that you are open. You are a haunted house. *

From 📙 Internal Family Systems Therapy:

The family therapy movement, which viewed extreme individual behaviors in the context of a larger system, liberated the field of mental health to focus on context and relationships. Internal Family Systems (IFS) takes this perspective further by viewing the psyche as a relational milieu that is populated by independent entities. IFS guides us to be curious about the motives and interactions of this inner populace, who have their own stories to tell. *

From 📙 After Virtue:

Just as conflict is not central to a city’s life, but is reduced to a threat to that life, so tragedy as understood by Aristotle cannot come near the Homeric insight that tragic conflict is the essential human condition [...] *

From 📰 Morality for Exploded Minds:

My not-so-hidden agenda is to battle against the everyday notion of the self, the idea that at the core of a person is something simple and unitary. *

From Pope Francis, 📰 Angelus, 30 June 2013:

The Conscience is the interior place for listening to the truth, to goodness, for listening to God; it is the inner place of my relationship with him, the One who speaks to my heart and helps me to discern, to understand the way I must take and, once the decision is made, to go forward, to stay faithful. *

From 📰 Interiority of Human Persons:

The inside of the rock is as external as the outer surface of it; the rock is incapable of that dimension of being that we call interiority. *

From 📙 A New Philosophy of Society:

Today, the main theoretical alternative to organic totalities is what the philosopher Gilles Deleuze calls assemblages, wholes characterized by relations of exteriority. *

From 📙 Bankei Zen:

The voices of the crows and sparrows, the rustling of the wind—you hear them without making any mistake about them, and that’s what’s called hearing with the Unborn. *

From On Having No Head:

A child is apt to ask why others have heads and he hasn’t, or declare that he’s nothing, not present, invisible. Carlos, at his third birthday party, when asked to locate various aunts and uncles, pointed to each in turn correctly. Then someone asked him where Carlos was. He waved his hands aimlessly: Carlos could not locate Carlos. *