Crazy that individuality is irony;

A collection of things

That, when combined,

Always make someone different;

Though, none of those ‘things’

Are unique.

Genetically, individuality is merely

A math problem:

Calculations, statistics, probability.

The you that is You is possible

Chiefly because of the possible combinations

To pull from—

Combinations that are at once probable

And Improbable; You

Couldn’t be anything else; you

Are the only You that will ever be

That’s bananas!

That’s what it is!

Crazy-talk! Hokum! Except, it’s true.

The very thing that makes you You is

The combination of four enzymes

Acid, deoxyribonucleic acid:

Cytosine,

Guanine,

Adenine,

Thymine.

Those, combined together,

Create enough variation—

Through pairing rules,

Glued by hydrogen bonds—

That there cannot be

Another you… math headaches!

Consider, you are the

Confluence of

Genetic

Code—

Given from

Ancestor

To Ancestor

To Ancestor—

Then to you.

That seemingly simple

Combination of

Twenty three pairs of

G. A.

T. C.