By instinct, we treat our body as our own. It is the instrument of our will. If I want to ski, I send my body hurtling down a slope. If I want to eat, I feed it. If I want to read, I make it sit still ...
Have you ever dreamed of being on a mission with Buzz Lightyear, scaring a child with Sulley, or even Finding Nemo yourself?
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