Having seen my arm split in two, being unable to move it for a year, and slowly and painfully starting to regain control over it, I can say with certainty that we're less than the body, that we are some "strange loop", an information processing algorithm, shaped by memories, which is most probably substrate-independent, but for now stuck in the body of a tailless primate. Funnily enough, in my wounded arm I also have constant sensations and even today, although less pronounced, when I move it, I feel more like I am controlling a robotic arm through a joystick rather than something which "is" me or mine.