Consider privilege as the manifestation of the will to power. Some are born into circumstances that afford them greater strength, opportunity, and fortune. But is this not itself an expression of the eternal recurrence, where luck begets privilege and privilege begets luck? The noble soul embraces his privilege as fate—amor fati—yet must question whether his ascent is truly his own or merely the echo of chance. To resent the privileged is to succumb to ressentiment, yet to celebrate luck is to deny the struggle inherent in existence. Thus, privilege and luck are intertwined, each justifying the other in an endless dance. In the final analysis, one must ask: does privilege make the man, or does the man make privilege? Perhaps the answer lies not in the having, but in the overcoming—or perhaps there is no answer at all, only the will to ask.