Where is Utopia? Does a place truly exist? Can we make it happen? Or is it just made up imaginings?

Many would say that Utopia is the ultimate happiness but can one really exist in a place like that? I mean if every day was bliss then that would become the normality and so a higher entity would be sought to move away from the hum-drum. It would be like trying to find the edge of space or the end of an infinitely long piece or string.

Summer is only good and special as the bad, cold, wet and windy days make the fine ones stand out. Perspective is everything.

Happiness then and Utopia are a fleeting, say bus stop, along a busy highway. The other day I was looking at silly You-Tube videos. At first there was mild amusement but after shots of men and women being filmed doing odd things it became funny. It wasn’t until a simple clip of men carrying women over an assault course with muddy water dips and trip zones that our laughter became one of uncontrollable hysterics. I mean I couldn’t breath; each gasp for air was followed by gut wrenching cries and we were blinded by tears and convulsions to the point that one of us had to leave the table. That was a few moments of true happiness and all worries and black thoughts were cast aside as no other emotions could enter that zone. It is so rarely visited nowadays (and more than likely the case in all the days gone by) and one should abandon sensibility and give it a go occasionally.

That was special but I certainly couldn’t manage on that plane for good. Its exhausting and painful. Exciting and liberating it is but too much to handle for long.

So Utopia needs to be a place where one can experience emotions of all kinds but where gay abandon and total relaxed happiness can also exist on occasions.

Surely, that is what we have if we release ourselves from depression, hurt, abuse and all those negative vibes that cause such disaster? We need all these feelings that are so dark and damaging to allow us to appreciate the good, kind and rich tapestries that cam enrich our lives but not to the point that they take over and leave no room for anything else.

Searching for happiness rarely gains the prizes but its the adventures and roles we play that ensures it can be dealt and received.

This is not about me and in no way do I want to focus on me, me, me but it is only from my experiences and thoughts that I can draw such honest facts to write down my opinions.

I have suffered a life-long struggle with depression and mental health problems. Not to the crippling state  that some get into and never to the point where I had to be removed from society (but maybe a few friends would debate society’s wisdom at times) and not to the very edge that I took my own life. I am writing this so it must be fact.

I hated my life at many stages and have hurt and humiliated many people on the way for which I can only apologise and regret. There have been some marvelous times too and I have met scores of great friends and have experienced dozens of breath taking places and it is these that I thank profusely.

It wasn’t until very recently that things have begun to gradually open up to me so as to show a path I have seldom walked along. Like the hidden path or island that is only visible and very low tides

Making an appointment with my GP and taking advantage of his knowledge, access to treatments and the ability to self help has reshaped me to the point where the anxieties and horrors of the “black” have almost vanished in bright pools of light. We as humans have a great resilience and abilities to remedy anything we want within reason.

A more recent event has focused my mind on how short and insignificant our lives can be and it is so wasteful to wallow and flounder in states of stress, and unhappiness. It has allowed me to “spring clean” my life and prioritise what is important both for me and all those around me.

Okay for many they may not see much change but for some I think they may be surprised. I am the same man I have always been but have pushed some of the negative into a different perspective.

It was only yesterday that I was discussing the fact that so many (and I am just as guilty) are saying what a terrible country we live in. But hang on a minute. Compared to what? We have freedom of speech, health treatment, roads, food, shelter, employment and relative stability for the majority of society here in the UK. Compare that to despot run Countries around the world and so many of the “Third World” ecomonies and is life that bad? No. I would say its kind of good. You may have a mundane and thankless job but its work and those around you are in the same predicament. There may be some who appear to be so wealthy in cash and property but lack the time to enjoy it and have false friends and happiness.

Its all about one’s personal interpretation and outlook on their being.

Does Utopia exits? At times it can and we all have the ability to create it  and live it but don’t reach for it all the time as you may be left disappointed.