Utopia to most people is a perfect world. In my eyes, utopia shouldn’t be a place that is perfect but more of a place where one can live in peace, balance and serendipity.
I don’t know about you but my version of “utopia” would include dancing to good music, dream job, happiness and to eat all the food I want without gaining weight…. That’s just me though, not everyone sees life the same and that’s cool…
See everyone’s complex in their own way, they experience a day differently than you would and I think that is essential. It’s important to have diversity in people not just with gender, race or class but in personality and characteristics. If people acted the same, all had the same interests, life would be pretty boring.
To have acceptance or at least respect for one’s differences would give people a “ tree of understanding, dazzlingly straight and simple” (Szymborska) life. For instance, I have my taste in music and you have yours.I can switch from Ed Sheeran to Kanye to Adele to Beyonce real quick but if you wanted to introduce me to new music I’d give it a try and maybe I’ll end up liking it.
But just imagine living in a world where everything and everyone is the same to the point that it’s like being able to listen to only one song for the rest of your life, you’d go crazy wouldn’t you?
Someone’s best day could be another’s most tragic, boring or regular day. Everyone has different life experiences, different ways of dealing with their problems but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t go for it and try and make an effort for a utopia.
I guess what I’m trying to say is I would like to have a utopia but to a certain extent. I wouldn’t want things to be perfect, easy breezy or constant. We need change, diversity, expressive art and a bit of struggle and tragedy.Without all that there’d be no drive, no appreciation or effort to try and understand life. You’re supposed go through a little struggle in some sort of shape or form whether it may be financially, socially, physically or emotionally.
It’s sorta like when they say it’s a rite of passage to experience your first love and heartbreak or death. It’s kind of inevitable to experience since it’s one thing that can’t be really described or controlled...
In the satire version of Noah and the Ark, Noah was kinda the “bad guy” in the world by choosing what people would live or die. He thought he was the hero that saves the day but depending on your opinion, Noah was the bad guy and just left all the unique people to drown to death.
It was what God instructed him to do he felt like there was no other option. He followed God’s orders and with that in his mind he seized to consider other’s wants and needs and views of happiness and peace.
Han was all for art and also having his faith. There can be people who like A or B or be like Han who wanted both. Balance of the extraordinary and customary…. Art and religion in this case..
It’s the idea of feeling safe and being reassured that everything is okay that Noah felt he had the power to give people… well selected people.. Most times we just want to feel protected and sometimes that leads to isolation; staying away from a risk of danger as a whole.
The arc was that safe haven for the people and animals Noah chose… He mixed the idea of safety and isolation because that was all that he knew. Following one specific way of life instead of trying to see through the eyes of other lives. This satire made me think of today’s world and how people with power try to take charge in sculpting the fate of others without even knowing them…
Deciding who’s strong. Who’s smart. Who’s better. Who’s worth it.
No one should have that say in dictating not just one but several people’s fates through their own blurred mindset. If a utopia were to exist, my idea is just somewhere i can be content with what I like and gives me meaning and not having that affect someone else’s version of a “...cave where Meaning lies” (Szymbroska) because everyone has different desires, fears, wants and needs… it’s not uniform or perfect and to me that’s a utopia…
Works Cited:
-Wislawa Szymborska, Map: Collected and Last Poems, Mariner Books, 2015
- Noah and the Arc-Jonathan Goldstein
Word Count” 749
Leslie C.
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