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@@ -12,7 +12,9 @@ It began one evening when I was about 6 years old.
12I was watching "The Sword in the Stone" by Disney, an animated film about a boy called Arthur who is transformed into various animals by Merlin the wizard in order to educate him. 12I was watching "The Sword in the Stone" by Disney, an animated film about a boy called Arthur who is transformed into various animals by Merlin the wizard in order to educate him.
13The idea of possessing a nonhuman body fascinated me immediately, especially that of a bird. 13The idea of possessing a nonhuman body fascinated me immediately, especially that of a bird.
14What would it feel like to have such a completely different body, to have a beak and wings and to be covered in feathers that are bristling in the wind as I'm flying through the sky? 14What would it feel like to have such a completely different body, to have a beak and wings and to be covered in feathers that are bristling in the wind as I'm flying through the sky?
15As I imagined myself in this situation, something inside of my mind awakened; something that rejected my human nature and longed for this experience; something that would never leave me alone again. 15As I imagined myself in this situation, something inside of my mind awakened; something that rejected my human body and longed for the right one; something that would never leave me alone again.
16 16Driven by this desire, I started to fantasize about being a bird frequently.
17I frequently imagined I was a bird for many years, but as I grew up, I found other creatures I identified with: dragons, wolves and eventually foxes. 17It was like a spiritual activity, something I fully concentrated on when I had time for myself so I could make this fantasy as realistic as possible.
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19For many years I frequently fantasized about being a bird, then a dragon, very briefly a wolf, and finally a fox.
20By that time I was 18 years old and