by Mike Pyatt
Even though such a place is imaginary, an idyllic paradise from the scene of James Hilton’s 1933, novel Lost Horizon, for millennia misguided dreamers have longed for such a place on earth. The movie sequel depicted a place hidden in a Nepalese mountain valley, where greed and avarice were nearly non-existent, and a century old mystic ruled a palace with near peace and harmony. In the end some malcontents revolt against this idyllic setting. Most romanticism, like that naive mystic, overlook or ignore the one element that makes such a place impossible. It’s man himself. That corruptive agent that is part of the equation which always spells doom to such misguided pursuits.