It is interesting that you feel this way, because this is not my impression at all. I feel the same imprint throughout. The very way in which the thought develops and reflects upon itself is recognizable. The single thread goes through the broken pieces. Such things are impossible to hide. There is a Kabbala book, the Zohar. It is composed as twenty disconnected pieces written in twenty different ways. The difference is as great as between your poems and physics. The author, Moses de Leon, went to the extreme (unparalleled in history) effort to simulate the work of twenty authors - not stylize, but be these twenty authors. I cannot think of anyone else trying that. And yet he fooled no one. It was the same person in twenty different styles. It is also transparent in Renaissance men: colossal variety compounded with the spectacular uniformity in the way of thinking and imagination. One is left with the impression that the talent is there and there alone. It just manifests itself in different ways. If you are able to notice a smile and wonder how to use it in art you will also be able to notice cockle shells up the mountains and wonder what it tells about nature (Leonardo). If you can connect algebra and geometry, you will be able to connect other things, too, if you apply yourself to these with the same passion (Descartes). I think it is impossible to be many people in one.