There is a number that will never be calculated. It's the precise configuration that constitutes a single human life. Not an approximation. Not some statistical closeness. Exactly this one, arriving once and departing without a copy.

Like the voice in Natalie Cole's duet with her father, technically reunited across time yet forever unrepeatable in its lived resonance, the self does not recur. The universe has been running for roughly 13.8 billion years and has not produced you twice. Yet, on a cosmic scale, most things repeat. Stars of the same mass burn according to the same physics. Carbon bonds form at the same angles.........

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