Utopia; the nightmare we aspire to We dream of it and hope for it. They speak of it, from pulpit and from podium and they make us aspire to it. Great men have philosophized about it and their philosophy is passed and studied from age to age, the interpretation never the same, but the ideal is unchanged Plato, Marx, Garvey, Césaire, King, Hitler, Gandhi, Machiavelli. In some way one ideal, all different interpretations of it, all with different means to achieve it and all different views of it. But what is “it”? “It” is an ideal of excellence, “It” is perfection, No, “It” is perfection’s living form, “It” is, what is Perfection. It is Utopia. The place where people are not black, white, yellow or brown, but just people. The place where universal unity is not a hippie’s dream or human rights speech but is something not even thought of, just done, like breathing. It is that place where there is no rich or poor Just happy people Existing complimentary to each other, Like day to night. no governed nor government no ruled nor ruler no defendant or plaintiff no judge no jury. These are not needed, What for? This is paradise, this is perfection, Utopia. But this is only one opinion of Utopia and this is the problem and because of this problem “it” can not exist. Our human nature, longs for it, as much as it would not let it be. Garvey’s Utopia was not Hitler’s Utopia. Garvey’s Utopia was not even Dr. King’s Utopia. For my Utopia is not yours; the Utopia of one person is the living hell of another. Do you see the troubles of perfection? Have you seen the chaos, pain and suffering left in the wake of those marching to Utopia? Have you heard the cries and pleas or the valiant but vain chants of the pursuers of perfection? These are the troubles of perfection. I have seen and heard and you have too, just look around you, we are living in the troubles of perfection. The pursuit of Utopia, this ideal of excellence, the chase. . . is painful and cruel it is inhumane. But we can not abandon the ideal. What would we live for? All we do, all we work for, all we believe is an attempt to be the best and the best is perfect and Utopia is perfect. A vicious circle? A cruel destiny? We all strive for perfection but each with different perfections this causes conflict and pain but we still strive for perfection; it is human nature. A vicious circle and a vicious torment, our nature seeks our best but drags us through the worst and we are powerless. Utopia; the prize of struggle the ideal un-realized the nightmare we aspire to.