Thought about what living forever would actually feel like. This is what I came up with.
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Thought about what living forever would actually feel like. This is what I came up with.
𝒮𝑜𝓅𝒽𝒾𝒶 𝐿𝒶𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓏𝒶
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Sophia isn’t the type to fall easily, in fact she doesn’t believe in “soulmates”. She spends her nights collecting old books, reading forgotten newspapers, and wandering empty streets while the rest of the town sleeps.
Sophia keeps everyone at a distance because everyone she has ever loved eventually disappears. That remembrance of her long dark hair that fell past her soft shoulders in waves, skin all so pale, and those eyes that seemed to hold thoughts she would could never say out loud.
She remembered every person she had ever lost and carried their names like scars hidden beneath silk.
Her immortality wasn't so always glamorous.
It was quite exhausting..
A century of watching people leave had turned her cautious.
Careful.
Fragile in ways nobody could see.
Then thats when Daniela Avanzini caught her eyes..
I think the reason immortality is scary to a lot of people boils down to an ingrained belief that life has 'stages'.
You spend your formative years learning how to be a person, until you're in your mod twenties where you know, and now you start with your Life.
For the next thirty years or so, you contribute to society, you learn more, you play, you work, you try not to work too much, but hey, it happens. You love, you get a partner, you get a few, until a certain point where you decide you're done with the 'work' part of life. After that, you focus on joy, play, love, whatever you can with retirement (obviously, this is not the default, just the ingrained ideal of western society).
After you're sufficiently done and your body is broken, you settle down with someone, or someone's, and wait to die. Throughout all of that, people you love die, but it comes with an understanding that that's just a part of life, and soon once your stages are done, you'll die too.
Immortality is… daunting in that. Most immortality horror, the truly good ones, don't stick with 'everyone I love dies', and instead focus on the fact that life without stages is truly, truly boring. Do you work forever, or play forever? Both will get old, right? And being immortal, you're responsible for yourself. There's no elder, no teacher, you can't look to someone older than you to see how they're doing in their late 1400s.
It's forever, it's structure less, and it's completely, utterly independent, and without a good structure, that can be scary.
Millennials as the Forever Generation
My prediction is that counter to the current doomsaying around millennials, we will end up remembered as the cosmic and eternal boomers where millennials will be the ones astride all the commanding positions of power, influence, and wealth when we reach AGI, the singularity, and anti-aging and then, unlike the boomers, millennials will largely never retire, never pass on their wealth, and never…
People who think immortality is a curse because they will run out of things are just stupid. However it is no big deal. I’ll simply laugh at them a millennia from now while I compete in the 347th annual snorkel brogo ball world championships after completing my 700th thesis on quantum and classical physics within the 39th dimension.
An immortal looks into infinity, and is offended when they are ignored.
An immortal breaks free from the confines of life, they have wept over lovers, they have sworn off romance. They cried when they were proven wrong in their vow. They looked into infinity for sympathy. Infinity didn't even open it's eyes. They do not matter to it. They will live forever. They swear never to harm one of their own as it has hurt them. They watch everything they adored perish slowly. They weep over what remains. That too will disappear with time, they will not. They watched new life, they were in awe knowing they come from the same seeds millions of years earlier. Time is faster for an immortal. They are alone once more. The life they cultivated is gone before they even realized how far they got. They look for another, they vow to watch more carefully, to help them more so they may grow to gain a new friend endure forever with. Time is still too fast. The immortal is lost, yet they do not look away, they try more diligently, they fail time and time again. millions like their own pass by in what feels like a heart beat. They gain a friend. They didn't last, Death isn't surprised to see them, however they do not claim the immortal. Madam Mourning greeted them with a soft smile, said good bye with one too. Sir Sorrow nods but does not bid farewell. Lady Loss sits with them, let's them know they are not alone. Death does not keep them company. Death is not a friend to an immortal. They make a friend they won't lose. a new immortal, they weep over their lost lovers, they look to you for sympathy. You don't remember how it felt to lose your lovers, it's been too long. They are offended that you do not understand their grief. They leave to look for someone who will. You are alone again. You cultivate more immortals, they leave as you don't understand their pain. There is thousands of immortals now, but you are alone. You can not be a friend. Immortals no longer look for each other as you have proven to be the worst example. You lose interest in having your form as it no longer means anything. You become one with all. You no longer open your eyes too greet the new immortal. They are offended. You do not care. They do not matter to you.