The Art of Life.
Imagine the human brain. It's nearly the exact same on every human in this world. Same structure. Same cell types. Everything. Everything is the exact same, yet never really the same. Different thoughts. Different emotions. Different everything. Now imagine the human brain, but as a form of paint. A color of paint. Now picture in your mind of a canvas sitting on a stand. You take that bucket of paint, dip a brush in it, then sling your hand across either axis of that canvas and leave splatters and streaks all across it. You set that canvas aside. Taking another one out, you do the exact same. Same brush size and type. Same canvas type. Same color of paint. You dip your brush with the same amount of paint and sling your arm once again. Never will you recreate that same splatter or streak pattern once. That's how the human brain is. Not a single one is exactly the same. Yet they all consist of the exact same.
