Who am I but a man in an ocean of men and women flowing about
What am I but an organism of evolutions origami with tens of millions of billions of folds
Where am I but where the wind blows dust and dirt and leaves as faith
When am i but a thriving, living human being in my own right
Why am I but the product of an endless amount of time and events producing me

I am Andre Stolk, lunarlantern or even Hammaster4. In fact what I am called does not matter to anyone even myself. As long as what I've dome will forever be immortalized in stone, paper or digital space. None of it really matters, i only wish to be a memory to be branded, marked or even tattooed into hearts, souls or minds of humanity. 

I am one in 6 billion, that doesn't make me more than anyone else. I count as one, and I am one yet i try to be one with all. What is a full life without a life of full understanding. I crave for curiosity, I wish to understand everything, and that is an impossible life to pursue. Yet the impossible has been broken with will and if anyone's will is strong enough, for I know mine would whither away. That persons will may discover that undiscovered... That one person may be begin the all knowing and ever knowing...