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Utopia, to most people, is where all your good dreams come true. Some refer to it as heaven, or returning to one holy being. Nearly everyone refers to it as an afterlife. It can be interpreted in so many ways; the best way to decide is to choose your own way, like me.
Utopia has been expressed in many ways. I'm sure that someone wants their Utopia to be as stupid and as hilarious as Conker's Bad Fur Day - wandering around somewhere after filling up on a load of booze trying to get home and encountering stuff like big brass boilers. Or to be a world saviour like the Final Fantasy Series - going from zero to hero in just under fifty hours; with encounters from out of this worldly creatures willing to rip you into shreds. Or Resident Evil - An afterlife full of the horrors and scares after chasing around after zombies trying to save the city. Ooo-er!
These are all games of multiple formats. Utopia is an individual belief - high-powered action or lulled solitude? Lara Croft or Mario? Sonic or 'A Teenage Mutant Hero Turtle'? It all goes back to an individual belief. But what lies in the way forward?
With the constant release of new consoles, the games supplied with them become more gracious and, from time to time, more original. In the UK we'll see Luigi's Mansion and Halo on the selves soon - combating against Final Fantasy X and Metal Gear Solid. How our Utopia can be affected is by what goes on around us - in the near future a load of actions and stimulus will occur, and may try to change your views on your individual Utopia.
All entirely hypothetical in reality, of course. The idea of a real utopia should not take our mind - nor should it be spirited away from anybody. The idea of the ideal American Dream during the depression (demonstrated in John Steinbeck's Of Mice and Men) was for each individual migrant to own his own land. Admittingly, not all the migrants got their land, but the dream of their own Utopia were still there - held in their hearts.
So here I conclude with a final thought - what will my Utopia yield?
JCSuperStar. Whoo Yeah.
Utopia, to most people, is where all your good dreams come true. Some refer to it as heaven, or returning to one holy being. Nearly everyone refers to it as an afterlife. It can be interpreted in so many ways; the best way to decide is to choose your own way, like me.
Utopia has been expressed in many ways. I'm sure that someone wants their Utopia to be as stupid and as hilarious as Conker's Bad Fur Day - wandering around somewhere after filling up on a load of booze trying to get home and encountering stuff like big brass boilers. Or to be a world saviour like the Final Fantasy Series - going from zero to hero in just under fifty hours; with encounters from out of this worldly creatures willing to rip you into shreds. Or Resident Evil - An afterlife full of the horrors and scares after chasing around after zombies trying to save the city. Ooo-er!
These are all games of multiple formats. Utopia is an individual belief - high-powered action or lulled solitude? Lara Croft or Mario? Sonic or 'A Teenage Mutant Hero Turtle'? It all goes back to an individual belief. But what lies in the way forward?
With the constant release of new consoles, the games supplied with them become more gracious and, from time to time, more original. In the UK we'll see Luigi's Mansion and Halo on the selves soon - combating against Final Fantasy X and Metal Gear Solid. How our Utopia can be affected is by what goes on around us - in the near future a load of actions and stimulus will occur, and may try to change your views on your individual Utopia.
All entirely hypothetical in reality, of course. The idea of a real utopia should not take our mind - nor should it be spirited away from anybody. The idea of the ideal American Dream during the depression (demonstrated in John Steinbeck's Of Mice and Men) was for each individual migrant to own his own land. Admittingly, not all the migrants got their land, but the dream of their own Utopia were still there - held in their hearts.
So here I conclude with a final thought - what will my Utopia yield?
JCSuperStar. Whoo Yeah.