mememormee.

Don't mistake that portmanteau word as a sign I'm unduly egocentric. I didn't invent it, James Joyce did. It occurs in the last lines of Finnegans Wake, in the great monologue of Anna Livia Plurabelle as she, who personifies the running river, rushes to the arms of her father the sea, her words circling back into the work's beginning. Dissect that word into its component phonemes -- me/me/mor/mee -- to unpack it and this meaning becomes apparent. Experiences following one another successively aggregate in a structure (the self) underpinned by memory and a desire for continuance. A paradigm of the self in its becoming.

from the essay "Insight Out"
by I. Kremen