I am not educated in philosophy so forgive me if this is juvenile or misled.
This may be an Eastern perception of self to some degree, but I arrived at it after confusedly half-understanding two things from Deleuze. I'm interested in the importance of how individuals are perceived and recalled in the minds of all intertwined people in what may be called the living akashic record. Namely, I am curious about the rhizomatic threads of the self that metastasize in the world that may quickly form a larger reflection of an individual than that which is contained in an individual, even outside of the direct recollection of the living and into the material impacts of their being.
Considering that individuals themselves are scarcely conscious of their own actions and being, would the foreign developments be far more pertinent in examining the self and its identity? And, wouldn't the wider impact of one's own actions be a form of an agentless self that would undoubtedly live on far longer than ones own living person?
I know this almost certainly is covered in some way in Buddhism and other Eastern perspectives, through anattā and other likely names, but I am completely in the dark and would like resources.
Sorry for how long of a post this is, I just got pissed looking at the Western philosophy side of things that exalted the virtues of having ones head up their ass with "authentic" this and that. I don't want to entirely dismiss Existentialism, but I feel it is stretched to carry more water than it should.
I haven't bitten off too much of Deleuze at all, could I handle another like him?
the self as the space in between (groups, times...) is simply an application of derrida's thinking onto the self, but he doesn't directly talk about this and i would not encourage reading him for that, nonetheless it opens up more than deleuze in the sense that you don't need anything to be stored (in other's people head) since the current version is always a recall to all the past versions and the number of past versions is infinite
I have thought about this for a while after unhealthily ruminating over the passing of my grandfather, and like a lay pseudosophist, tried to think about how that relates to gender politics and other matters of identity.
I am especially interested in if the perspective could be helpful in countering stupidpol and culture war nonsense.