“Journeys to relive your past?” was the Khan’s question at this point, a question which could also have been formulated: “Journeys to recover your future? And Marco’s answer was: “Elsewhere is a negative mirror. The traveler recognizes the little that is his, discovering the much he has not had and will never have.”

Tales of Symphonia is a game that I am playing, and at once a game that I shall never complete. I dream of the characters and their valiant deeds toward saving the world. They are younger than I am by one year, two years, six years; but, if life is measured not by age but by “living,” they have already lived many lifetimes.
Will I get the privilege to embark on such a quest? Can I match their strength of character without completing my own grand journey? Time and time again, I ask myself these questions. And always, my answer: Imagination is richer than reality. We live in an undeveloped reality. Ours is a world that needs no saving.
The future brings hope for adventure. If not now, then maybe someday. But hold on - the future is an illusion. The only place is here, and the only time is now.
Here and now: this is our reality. Our adventure won’t be one of clashing swords and brilliant magic. We journey towards a new culture of fulfillment: decidedly un-American, unconcerned with money, status, and power. And now, we have the chance to catch up to those lucky kids.