We learn from stories of the past; how humans f-ed up and only years and centuries later we figured out what and why things happen, giving names to them (this makes me think of the Quranic story of how humankind are able to give names to things, unlike the angels). We're standing on the shoulders of giants and atop the mountains of mistakes that granted us our reality and thoughts now.
A part of me feels struck at the fact that I too, am living in what will be history and what will be analysed.
I wonder what will they say of us. And how we would contribute in the future.