This question itself is nothing new, and the answers that people give will probably also be nothing new, but it is something that has been bouncing around my mind for some time now.
Immortality… would you want it?
Of course, the question is not as simple as it may initially sound, there are a great many variable to be considered.
The main on in my mind is our physical state. Could we choose when we stop aging? In essence choose when we become immortal and thus freeze ourselves in the state. Would we still become sick but simply recover? What if we developed cancer? Would we beat it or just slowly waste away. What is we continued to age, becoming nothing more than a shrivelled cocoon for an active brain. It may make a nice character or idea of a story, but I wouldn’t want that.
Living forever would mean saying goodby to your loved ones, watching them grow and age. Your spouse, your children, your grandchildren, and maybe even your great-grandchildren, to keep the list to within the normal lifetime range. You will see them born and see them die, while you carry on being who you are. So would you also grant them immortal life?
You would also have to keep moving, you would never truly have a settled home, for surely after 50 years, people would question how you look so good. Sure, you could live as a recluse… ok, I would probably live as a recluse anyway, but this is not about me alone. Income would also be a question, I mean, ok you could argue that you wouldn’t need to eat, but a place to live costs money, bills cost money, you cannot just exist without paying something. At least in my mind.
Whatever way you look at it, there are a lot of things that point towards eternal life being a drag, a toll both physically and mentally, there is always one thing that shines through and blinds everything else….
There are so many places to see, experiences to be had. Adventures, spiritual journeys, awakenings, love, romance, even darkness. There are books to read… oh the books you could read and the tales you could tell. The knowledge you could gain. The sights, the sounds… I don’t know. Maybe I am falling for the romanticized version of things. The wonderful picture that we pain ourselves. Who knows… but the questions remains,
would you try it?
What if there was no going back? Once done the process could not be undone…
I don’t know.