So this past Sat, 12 Oct, I turned 41. It was overall a good day. We went to an Italian resturant for lunch, came home for some icecream cake and a new controller for my x-box and a mini steelers pool table which is awesome.
But for some reason I got to thinking about my mortality. I have always said I was going to live to be at least 134 and if cloning was legalized and they came up with a way to transfer my brain into a clone I was paying to do it so I could continue to live forever. Don’t get me wrong here, I’m not afraid of dying. I would give my life for my family, friends, and country. It’s just the thought of being dead, no longer existing that gets me. I have way to many things I haven’t done or seen and until I can say I have literally done it all, I don’t want die.
So all I ask is all you teen geniuses out there, you need to start working on a way to cure diseases, perfect cryogenics, prolong life by several thousand years, get cloning approved and learn how to transplant a brain while keeping everything intact to include memories. I’m not ready to go just yet and I don’t plan on going anytime soon either.