Under the shadow of the sun.

The famous Angel of History that Walter Benjamin talked about has white wings, for the sunlight reflects upon them. But because the Angel is being blown backwards into the future a little above the ground, he casts a huge shadow upon the earth.
He who chases the Angel, that is to say, he who pursues History consciously, attempting to keep up the same pace and project himself upon it, ends up running underneath the shadow. Only the ones who are aware that such pursuit is unattainable will opt for other paths, whatever they may be, wherever they may lead. Only they will stride illuminated by the Sun.