I've been thinking lately. I've heard people say junk like "it lives in your heart" all my life, but just lately I started thinking about it. Although this seems like a common philosophy, does anyone here feel that it should be taken literally?

When I was a toddler, I had a stuffed toy. It was a blue dog, and I loved it. I treated it like a human. And I watched an anime lately, and was thinking

I wonder how many people actually dedicate their time to this show? I also have a character. Sort of an alter ego, which is very real to me. I've even gone so far as to have discussions with him.(I hope this doesn't make me crazy)

What I'm trying to say is, by dedicating part of our time, life, mind, and soul to an object, character, or even a plush toy, it seems that in a sense they have a kind of "life" inside of you. I mean, in a movie, when a character dies, you feel genuine emotion, as though part of you is gone. By hundreds of people lending a partition of their mind and soul to a character, or inanimate object, it seems to me that the object gains a sort of "life"

Anybody agree?