The human mind is a complex thing. Where it resides is the great unfathomable mystery, and is as much a debate for philosophy as it is for science. We will one day fundamentally change as a species once customizable DNA becomes commonplace, something which, as a transhumanist, I welcome. But the body in comparison to the mind is simple. A biological vehicle piloted by the human mind, the real “us”, it’s no more than a complex Lego set. But the mind is subject to very subjective stimuli, from an astonishing array of sensory input to organic chemistry. No two people are alike inside, behind the everyday screen we put up, showing people what we want to see. It’s perhaps the most fragile part of us, easy to damage, hard to repair.