The obsession with living forever is one of humanity’s more theatrical forms of cowardice.
Stars do not live forever. Galaxies do not live forever. Even the universe appears to have made no permanent arrangements. Yet a few billionaires imagine mortality is merely a technical inconvenience awaiting a sufficiently expensive subscription.
The sensible ambition is not immortality. It is health.
Remain strong while strength is possible. Preserve the mind, care for the body, extend the years worth living, and avoid spending the final decades as a badly maintained monument to one’s former self.
By all means, maximise time. But remember that quantity without vitality is merely a longer queue at the inevitable door.
You are not going to live forever.
Get the fuck over it.
The art is not to escape the ending. It is to ensure that, when it arrives, one has actually lived.
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