Utopia? I think not.

There is no such thing as a perfect world, for if there was, there would be but one person who would surely parish.

A vision of peace and prosperity, of great wealth and happiness, has always been in the hearts and minds of men. (I will assume, for the sake of this blog, that this is a general consensus for an idealistic lifestyle.)

However, if one takes this vision and attempts to create a hypothetical world, eventually, it breaks down.

Aldus Huxley, the brilliant writer of the story Brave New World, envisioned such a place. Conformity was his answer. Conformity from birth.

This world was successful, but it also destroyed the essence of human individuality.

The Giver and Anthem are two other prominent stories that depict perfect worlds. They experience similar ends to that of Brave New World's.

Hence visions are a no-go, people cannot live without being individuals.

That is why there is music and art and dance and theater. Art is people screaming from the inexplicable source within them what words cannot say.

That is why people, especially young ones, hold on to such radical ideas and styles.

They strive to be different.

They strive to be special.

Even so, there are those who attempt to fashion the world for perfection.

Throughout history, many have tried, and whether they meant to or not, they all have failed.

Examples of this include the chronicles of Hitler, Stalin, Genghis Khan, Gandhi, Jesus Christ, you know of at least one.

Bottom line is, no matter how many people believe in one cause, there is always another to counter, and despise it.

I have always thought that the inverse to the common idiom, "One man's trash, another man's treasure" suits this well.

Individuality. That is the source of conflict.

Conflict. That is something that defies the goals of Utopia, of a perfect world.

This implies that with individuality there is conflict, therefore, if there is but one individual, problems cease.

But the world is a very large place without planes to travel it.

One man cannot live long alone, and even if he does, the human race would die with him in his old age.