For more than three decades, Roy Vincent has heard a myriad of distinct voices in his head, all just as real as his own internal voice. In this short Aeon film, Vincent takes us into a lifetime of hearing voices.
Ask any novelist: a city is a character. The landscape and the history confer a personality. A city grows, matures, and dies. Like ant hills have a super-organismal self invisible to ants – and like, inversely, each of us is something of a moving city for our cells and germs – the categories “place” and “person” are ideas, not facts.