describe Paradise

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Nirvana, utopia, whatever you like to call it..


in less than 50 words..

Right now... not being alive would be paradise to me.
Other than that, I cannot think of anywhere or anything as everything seems to come at a price.

Ivalice...

(I'll try and explain my utopia in as few words as possible...but these ones explaining that don't count!)

A forest.
Mountains.
A river.
A lake.
Cliffs.
Canyons.
Overcast days, some precipitation.
Clear night skies.
Otherwise, something unearthly and heavenly.
A shack for my stuff.

Last edited by DejaQ on 23 Mar 2007, 8:50 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Not Nirvana, not a utopia, nor some reconstruction of Atlantis; just a little place set aside (a neighborhood, apartment complex, or even a ghetto) for Aspies.

A society where we all seemed just fine to each other, and no one stood out as particularly strange.

That would be paradise.

Being in Russia. And having enough money to get by.

London with Routemasters on every street.

Either Ivalice, Spira, Hyrule, Termina or Quentaris.

Pardon my ignorance, but what's Routemasters?

This is a Routemaster.

ok its the bus, cool

Earth, as it was made by God before humans messed it up...
(ISAIAH 11:6-9) 6 And the wolf will actually reside for a while with the male lamb, and with the kid the leopard itself will lie down, and the calf and the maned young lion and the well-fed animal all together; and a mere little boy will be leader over them. 7 And the cow and the bear themselves will feed; together their young ones will lie down. And even the lion will eat straw just like the bull. 8 And the sucking child will certainly play upon the hole of the cobra; and upon the light aperture of a poisonous snake will a weaned child actually put his own hand. 9 They will not do any harm or cause any ruin in all my holy mountain; because the earth will certainly be filled with the knowledge of Jehovah as the waters are covering the very sea.

Not just a bus, but rather a bus with a conductor on...there is, or was, only 1 left in London the last I heard. My mother told me over last weekend that she was once sat on this last routemaster, not understanding why there were so many people outside taking photos of it until someone told her it was the last one.

*Temperature between 40 and 60 degrees F.
*Infinate supply of my favourite foods.
*Lots of cats + Non Depressant Antihistimines
*Lots of young good looking naked women
*Many Boxes of pillows (like the size of a classroom)
*Someone or something to maintain it
*Places to jump and land safely and comfortably from extreme heights
*videogames and movies galore
*mock weapons

My paradise would be a mix of everything that ever existed and never existed on this planet. The paradise, in a sense, would be a whole separate planet so I don't disrupt the one that already existed. I would be able to control all properties and the things on the planet. If I wanted to get rid of all cheese, then it's done. I want a powerful and flawless computer, then there I have it. I wish to have a tea party with my favorite music, make it so! Other inhabitants can live on the planet too without worry of me controlling their thoughts and actions. But if I don't want them on my planet anymore, I'll just send them away. Among other things

THAT would be paradise

Paradise is where every person is free to persue his/her own version of paradise, and intelligent enough to be aware of this fact, and wise enough to ise the freedom to wonderful effect.