My dream is to create something truly important that leaves an indelible mark upon the ever-shifting sands of time. Since I was thirteen years old, I have been plagued by the thought of being nobody, my life fading into obscurity and my existence being pointless: that I might cease to exist, and die truly. Since then my life's one purpose has been to ensure that my legacy would never die, or at the least live on for a while. Even if I become like the fabled Ozymandias, a forgotten piece of rubble after two thousand years, I will have lived on past my own lifetime. That is my dream.