Spinning the Wheel of Aging Backwards

When I was a teenager, long before the internet began vomiting oceans of information into our laps, I devoured every science article I could find like sacred scripture—utterly convinced we were on the brink of immortality. I dreamed of dragging my parents across the finish line into eternal life, but that fantasy cracked when my father passed in 2023. So will I make it? Will my kids? The only truthful answer is a shrug—we don’t know. What I do know is that we once imagined sky cities, flying cars, and rotating space habitats sprinkled across the inner Solar System like confetti. None of it happened. Maybe it still will, but the ironclad certainty I once carried has softened into a cautious, skeptical maybe. Let’s not hold our breath for either eternal life or the extinction of idiocy. Both remain tantalizing—and equally unlikely. 

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