...either be or had been like or could be like... I suppose I can start with mine...:

Absolute-Simplified: I can go outside into a public-park and just practice kung fu, break-dancing, acrobatics and all-day-long non-stop physical-fitness routines before the sun even rises all the way into even after the sun has set, with plenty of Hainanese Chicken-Rice available to keep me fed for the whole entire day and all the high-water-content fruits that I need in order to keep my body well-hydrated, each and every single day! And NOT have to deal with the «drama» of war-mongering crazies who are trying to impoverish or enslave or control the whole entire damn world; for that matter, all of this, whilst being able to live a «drama-free» life, so I'm not forced to think about or deal with excessively complicated things, done in a way where there are also NO «bills» to pay! =O

I has spoken my piece... your turn(s) now.

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Ditto....except I'd be creating art and beautiful spaces to hang out in.
The only way to detach from drama is to not observe it and if you happen to, do not get emotionally tangled into it, once you feel emotional, you can cancel that 'thought' or 'emotion' by breathing, cancel...then don't choose sides, once you do, that is consent to usurp your energy.
The only way to win is not to play.

I used to have an "ideal life". I used to have an "ideal republic" - but I no longer feel that way. Intrinsically so.

But I'll tell you what freedom looks like. Freedom definitely doesn't look like delusional agents coming to force you to buy a permit for collecting rainwater in your back yard anywhere in the world.

But freedom also doesn't look like everyone dancing in peace and love with preprogrammed niceties.

Freedom looks like ...

*Crackheads in a ramshackle who just don't care and want more crack

*Wealthy suburban investors driving their rolls royce and arming their gates with guns and cameras and a giant sign "trespassers shot on sight"

*Flat earthers, whether they're right or wrong, traveling to antarctica with a flotella of measuring instruments

*North Korea changing it's name from "DPRK" into "IYDLIL: If You Don't Like It Leave"

*A "prostitute village" where paid sex is its tourist hallmark and public orgies are parr if open performances

*Christian Town where all words of Jesus is law and law development is entirely based on whether the interpretation is provably accurate to archeological (and remote viewing) record

*A neighboring Mohammad Town where all words of Mohammad is law and law development is entirely based on whether the interpretation is provably accurate to archeological (and remote viewing) record

and ... so ... on

I understand what you’re pointing at. You’re stripping away the fantasy layer—the curated version of “freedom” that’s been polished into something safe, symmetrical, and socially approved. You’re saying: if freedom is real, it must include the parts we don’t like.
And you’re right—freedom isn’t aesthetic.
But what you’re describing isn’t just freedom. It’s unbounded divergence without shared responsibility.
There’s a difference.
Freedom, if it’s alive, has to include the possibility of people choosing badly, irrationally, even destructively. Otherwise it’s just control wearing a softer mask. But when every pocket of reality becomes its own sealed ideology—its own law, its own truth system, its own enforcement—what you get isn’t freedom either.
You get fragmentation.
And fragmentation has gravity. It doesn’t stay in neat little zones. The “crackhouse,” the armed enclave, the absolutist religious towns—they don’t remain isolated expressions. They start to press against each other. Conflict isn’t a side effect there—it’s inevitable.
So the real question isn’t: “Can freedom include all of this?”
It’s: “What holds it together when it does?”
Because if nothing does, then what you’re describing isn’t freedom—it’s entropy.
Real freedom might be less theatrical than both extremes you named. Not the sanitized utopia, not the chaotic sprawl—but something harder to define:
A condition where people can diverge wildly, but still recognize some minimal layer of shared reality, shared consequence, and mutual limit.
Not forced harmony. Not total separation.
A tension.
And maybe that’s the part that feels unsatisfying. Because tension doesn’t resolve cleanly. It doesn’t give you a final form like an “ideal republic” or a fully unchained world.
It just… holds.
So I’d say this:
Freedom isn’t what people do when nothing stops them.
Freedom is what survives when everything pulls apart—and something still chooses not to break completely.

I think happiness is more of a directional thing than an absolute thing. I'd make marginal changes but wouldn't ask for anything specific statewise, given I'm already pretty content. I'd probably like to feel 20 years younger, close to my physical peak. I'm still relatively fit but a brain surgery and aging have slowed down my agility a bit. If I could stay in my mid 20s physically for a few hundred years, but retain knowledge, I'd be productive. I'd also like a little bit better long term memory. My memory is good but it'd be nice to master some more things like languages and chess.

I've been thinking there's a lot of things I already enjoy about my life. I have an interesting career, people I love who love me, get to learn things and see new places sometimes, eat good food, listen to fun music, get good exercise routinely. I kind of want most of that to continue. Maybe just a little longer and a little firmer. :)

Happiness is an attitude, it's not coming from material things or from others 'making' you happy. Freedom is being able to do what ever you want as long as you aren't harming another in the process.
We can recreate our world and we can disspell the idea that we are powerless to do anything about it.

Hmm, this version of an Earth-World is certainly an existence of Decay, one where there is such a thing as ageing; although I started out this thread with a title revolving around a «human» life, neither do we necessarily need to «conform» to the «rules» of this artificial-construct.

Another thing I would add to mine: Infinite life-span if I so choose, but, most-likely, I would simply just choose to «leave» the physical human-body after around 830 years of human-experiences. Perhaps just «park» it somewhere safe where I can just return a few million or billion years later into it if I so choose, but, by then, I would most-likely already be evolved enough to simply be able to create and/or re-create my own whole entire universes and do what-ever I want with my sand-box.

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My life is... let's just say, lacking much. I collect a disability check from the Department of Community Services and take home a whopping 900 dollars after rent for the entire month in Canada. Needless to say, I don't have a lot of material things so I'm invisible to women.

The only thing that keeps me going really is my chemical cocktail prescribed by my doctor after my 2013 awakening and 2.5 month psych ward visit while telling the doctor and other people that I am the son of God, I can heal people, and that God speaks through me. Funny, in 2013 I thought it was psychosis, but it was literally a preview of how my life is now. Everything I said was true. I dont know how or why, but I was NEVER dubbed schizophrenic or psychotic and put on a heavy antipsychotic.

The psychiatrist actually listened to me and prescribed what I said I knew would work due to buying off the streets. He put me on vyvanse, clonazepam which is now valium, zopiclone, and olanzapine - which is an antipsychotic but my dose is minimal because it helped me when I was totally overwhelmed with what was happening to me and sensory overload.

Well now I have 120mg morphine added to my cocktail because my doctor had mercy on my soul and put me on it so I can play guitar again after 8 years of not being able to play at all. These drugs are the only things that give me any joy out of life. 4 controlled substances will cheer you up if you're legitimately mentally destroyed and medication resistant to antidepressants and anything for anxiety other than valium which i take 30mg 3x a day and 60mg of vyvanse because of my bad case of legit ADHD.

My ideal life? It would consist of everything in it now, minus the loss of all my childhood friends with someone to love me and start a family with. My closest relative is 7 hours away, and before I died I was atheist, so we're my childhood friends. Well, when I woke up I was a belieeeeeeever. I would not be on a welfare disability check fighting to pay my phone bill and feed myself with no car to say the least. I would have my own private healing business that is successful so that I had worth as a man to women and maybe have a family if im not too old.