My self is my interlocutor, as is your self. Let’s face it, we have a self because we are trained, conditioned, to find words and images to represent what’s happening; conditioned to form thoughts that explain things to ourselves and each other. Of course me and my interlocutor are one and the same, I playing both roles to see where things go, as if there is no other way.
The name of this game is Name This Game…if you can. If you can’t, you’ll have to keep playing it until you’re brain dead.