RSConnett

When I was young I thought that I would die young.

I even hoped that I would die young.

Now, I do not want to die, ... ever.

I want to live because I feel the reality of death.

I would like to live indefinitely, choosing the time of my death if it must come.

I would like to perfect who I am and what I do until I grew weary of my existence.

Better a living brain in a jar than death!

I prefer my dreams to nothingness.

I want to become a machine.

I hope that technology will be able to augment my existence so that I might live longer than the meager “life expectancy” of eighty years. Eighty years is nothing!

At 80 years, I have just woken up!

Immortal machines are coming. We will be those machines.

It will be the next evolutionary step for humankind, and the first step for a new form of life.