Daily Epiphany: Travel

Kevin jumps catapillars . . .

Kevin jumps catapillars . . .

I woke this morning to find my brother Kevin jumping caterpillars in Super Mario World, realizing that everything I know about Italians stems from the Mario Brothers. I sincerely need to travel more . . . or at least play more realistic games.

Realism of course has its good points. People after all create their own worlds every day, waking with either pessimism, optimism, or the strange amalgam, realism. Usually realists, I find, are merely a sub-set of pessimism, giving them a philosophical excuse to complain, criticize, and frown a lot. I am not ignorant of the pains and tribulations of reality; I merely refuse to give them any importance.

“In reality, the world have payed too great a compliment to critics, and have imagined them men of much greater profundity than they really are.” — Henry Fielding

“Deeper meaning resides in the fairy tales told to me in my childhood than in the truth that is taught by life.” — Friedrich Schiller