What is it to live, to think, in the present? How do I manage to be present to the present? How do I avoid experiencing now either as déjà vu or as the future past? Part of the answer is risk, I think. I have to stake myself wholly in the moment, not holding back a bit either backwards or forwards, so that what I was or what I will be somehow prevents my present exposure to the present. Johannes Climacus says–in effect–“No risk, no faith.” Why not, here, “No risk, no now”? Today is the day of salvation–or of damnation. Holding back now may save me from damnation, but it also dams me from salvation. Eventually, a life bereft of todays damns itself.