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> I think, most people who want to be immortal are actually motivated by either the fear of death, or the desire to travel far and experience life in the future. Good points. But I think another key motivation is the simple, banal Fear Of Missing Out. How dare human life on Planet Earth continue without me? While (of course) I would like to live forever, it is not death I fear. Rather it is the process of dying that upsets me. I'm currently in a position where my mother and siblings seem to be in a race to the grave. My mum (age: 95) still has her mind, but her body has failed her badly over the past 10 years: every movement is an effort and a pain - she no longer leaves the house, though she absolutely refuses to become bed-bound. My brothers have fought, or are fighting, cancer. My sister had her second heart attack earlier this year; she still smokes - perhaps her understanding of things is better than ours? (FWIW, I have not yet discovered the means of my demise). If extreme extended life includes endless pain and continual loss ... I don't think I'm as strong as my mother. My hope is one day I just forget to wake up, drift into oblivion dreamless. !Cogito, ergo !sum. > Immortality itself does not compute. It just does not make sense. You are a product of your time. I wrote a novel[1] about a once-human entity that was born some 6-7,000 years ago, and now exists as a sort of eternal mind parasite. I had to do a lot of thinking about how such entities would think about life, time, and death. As the story developed it turned out that my main character quite enjoyed experiencing life, didn't much worry about time, but in particular was fascinated by how people die - which, as a mind parasite, he could experience almost-first-hand. [1] - https://rikverse2020.rikweb.org.uk/book/spintrap-the-lonely-... |