Robert Pirsig, in his book Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, describes a time when he was trying to get a student past a bad case of writer's block by describing each brick in a wall of bricks. The student finally observed that each brick is different, and so reached an epiphany of sorts. Everywhere, everything is different - each snowflake, each petal, each blade of grass, each cloud, each pebble, each moment, each second.
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