You are a sand house nobody. A somebody with the ability to shape existence. A nobody that will be forgotten into the past, joining the billions that have already followed such a fate, and the billions still to come. Every nano second of your life time will be spent building, upon yourself, upon others, upon things that have passed, things that are passing, and things that have yet to even come into wake. But one day, a time will come when all you've built, a castle of sand and aspiration, will be wiped clean off the slate. The impression it leaves behind will remain to change our world, for better or for worse.