We are like that stone which hits the surface of a river...creates some ripples...bit of a sound...temporary commotion..only to drown peacefully into it. To the canvas of time, our species do something similar. We enter, strut our stuff, build something, damage quite a lot and then leave the stage while the river flows on. It's an universe where everybody adheres to the Script.
PS: The trick is to become a pumice and float.