I don’t have direct access to a large percent of my memories. Many cannot be put into words, and I don’t just mean music and imagery. The knot between these memories is utterly complex. In self-reflection, I am dishonest with myself, and I don’t feel like it is so. My mother has the idea that poetry is a means of most honestly recording some of the difficult-to-explain thoughts, but I think that the scope, inexpressibility and interconnection of the memories makes this infeasible.
Presumably those memories affect your behavior somehow, though. A superintelligence might be able to re-create, if not the same memories, then functionally equivalent ones. Whether it was capable of doing so depends on how much information of your behavior is retained.
On the other hand, if those memories don’t affect your behavior, then that implies that they’re not essential for rebuilding something we could call “you”.
I don’t have direct access to a large percent of my memories. Many cannot be put into words, and I don’t just mean music and imagery. The knot between these memories is utterly complex. In self-reflection, I am dishonest with myself, and I don’t feel like it is so. My mother has the idea that poetry is a means of most honestly recording some of the difficult-to-explain thoughts, but I think that the scope, inexpressibility and interconnection of the memories makes this infeasible.
Presumably those memories affect your behavior somehow, though. A superintelligence might be able to re-create, if not the same memories, then functionally equivalent ones. Whether it was capable of doing so depends on how much information of your behavior is retained.
On the other hand, if those memories don’t affect your behavior, then that implies that they’re not essential for rebuilding something we could call “you”.