I remember being at a shoreline, watching a little grey fish heave itself up on the beach. And an older brother saying, 'Don't step on that fish Castiel, big plans for that fish.' I remember the Tower of Babel—all 37 feet of it, which I suppose was impressive at the time. And when it fell they howled, 'Divine Wrath!' But come on, dried dung can only be stacked so high.