Tasting deliciusly of chocolate.

You can't possibly make a diagram of the human body. You can't map all the feeling that we feel, and what is it to be human other than all these feelings in our body? What is something as abstract as this be anything but a space beyond which There Be Dragons? In my body, we know There be Dragons Everywhere; they may not all have scales and forked tongues, but they Be Here all right, shouting and jostling and trying to grab my attention.