I recently had a strange thought about the human body as a bunch of different pots of soup. They all sit on a large surface, and represent different types of f

I recently had a strange thought about the human body as a bunch of different pots of soup. They all sit on a large surface, and represent different types of fluids. One might represent the insides of your cells, another represents your blood. Another might represent the stomach, or another part of the digestive system, etc. You have an input pot that represents what you eat, and that's the only one you can actually put ingredients in, and each pot cooks things in a different way. Your body is like a chef trying to keep the "cell soup" pot tasty, but it can only swap ladles of stuff between ajacent pots, mostly at random. On the one hand it seems like a big mess, but on the other it feels like it has some sort of usefulness. There really is a huge amount of chaos happening, and molecules are just kind of bouncing around and migrating randomly between regions. Using this soup-random model, it's easy to understand the wake we leave behind, as what is being spilled as things move around.