What is it that gives us our humanity? What unutterable essence makes us more than bone, sinew and flesh? Where does personality reside? If we lunch on a slice of brain, say, might we say we're lunching on mind as well?

I don't know what that exanimate force is. A live body weighs just the same as a dead one, so nothing measurable escapes at the time of death, that I can tell, anyway.

Interesting topic. I am on a great adventure. Pigeons will give up their secrets, one way or the other.
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