“I could not move my leg! I could “feel” my leg attached to my body yet I could not move my leg. When I commanded my leg to move, by an exertion of will, there was a sympathetic twitch of nerves as if an electric current had shot through the tissue; a tightening, an expectation of movement; yet finally there was no movement. And I saw that I had been mistaken, that is my eyes had been mistaken seeing what they had been conditioned to see. The fact was, my leg was no longer attached to my body.
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The horror of this realization filled me slowly…as a sponge slowly absorbs water by a curious action of its multiple cells. (Is the sponge a “single” organism? If “dismembered,” am I, or was I, a “single” organism?) My leg would not move. It would not move because it was no longer “my” leg. It was merely “the” leg. It was…”a” leg.”