Extreme longevity, or eternal life has been a fascinating idea to me for a long time, and in many forms I have included it in short stories, also in longer ones.
A comic strip I drew some years back:
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Now, nobody wants to grow increasingly old, but if youth could be maintained, I see no philosophical problems with living for aeons.
People are quick to go "B-but, I would have to watch friends and family die!"
And? We are talking eternity here, you would forget all about them in a matter of centuries, maybe even less - hell you would forget about all human languages in a couple of million years, and in a few billion years you would probably not even know what the hell kind of creature you are, and your whole "self" would be something blurry. You would be one with space. You would drift like a leaf between stars, in and out of galaxies. This universe would undo, and another would commence, and you would persist.
But before that, before we get into such an epic narrative - how can any one of us stand to miss out on the far future?
I find it unbearable... I will never know HOW humanity finally dies out, I will never find out WHERE the nearest intelligent life-forms reside, outside of this solar system. There is so much I would give anything - even watching "friends and family" perish, to get to experience, to get to KNOW.
And "boredom" would be a non-issue, even when floating around empty space, I'm sure of it - you woudn't have a choise - you would delve into your own mind, create your own worlds, create new lives for yourself, hallucination upon hallucination, infinite experience.
What people are so quick to decline, I would consider the greatest gift imaginable
A comic strip I drew some years back:
[spoiler:32542c9eb7]

Now, nobody wants to grow increasingly old, but if youth could be maintained, I see no philosophical problems with living for aeons.
People are quick to go "B-but, I would have to watch friends and family die!"
And? We are talking eternity here, you would forget all about them in a matter of centuries, maybe even less - hell you would forget about all human languages in a couple of million years, and in a few billion years you would probably not even know what the hell kind of creature you are, and your whole "self" would be something blurry. You would be one with space. You would drift like a leaf between stars, in and out of galaxies. This universe would undo, and another would commence, and you would persist.
But before that, before we get into such an epic narrative - how can any one of us stand to miss out on the far future?
I find it unbearable... I will never know HOW humanity finally dies out, I will never find out WHERE the nearest intelligent life-forms reside, outside of this solar system. There is so much I would give anything - even watching "friends and family" perish, to get to experience, to get to KNOW.
And "boredom" would be a non-issue, even when floating around empty space, I'm sure of it - you woudn't have a choise - you would delve into your own mind, create your own worlds, create new lives for yourself, hallucination upon hallucination, infinite experience.
What people are so quick to decline, I would consider the greatest gift imaginable
