me, all leading back to the Greeks and the first schools of thought to Socrates himself! It is almost as if I had no choice in the matter, that I am living my life because, "historically", it is the correct thing to do. It is on this point that my existence comes into question. Am I simply a product of my ancestors? Am I but a legacy of some distant father? This is where the knowing stops. Are any of the ideas I hold so strong even my own? If I only lived by the past I believe this would be true; however, once we step into the present and truly live in the 'now' we leave behind all training, and we become something different. However here is where things can get lost, because if I truly only lived in the present, I would be no different than an animal. Yet we cannot simply negate the present, for we could become as "a melancholy invalid who wants to forget his present condition and therefore writes the history of his youth". Perhaps if we simply embrace the future, we could live in happiness, yet here too a problem
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