I want to live forever but not here.

Worldwide, the human lifespan is generally on the increase. This is very evident in first-world countries where the relatively widespread availability of medical care and medication has made possible people living long lives with quality attached to them. In poorer, less-developed countries, lifespans, too, have increased, although at much lower figures. However, the universal conclusion is that people live longer nowadays.

If in the near future there will be a pill or procedure to extend our lives to well past the hundred-year mark, I will have none of it. Personally, I consider a 85 - 90
lifespan as agreeable; not too long or short, but just right. Even if I die at some point between the ages of 70 and 80, I will not be disappointed or feel cheated. I do not wish to outlive my family and friends. It will be most lonely. I do not want to be frail and bedridden. I want to still be able to go out and feel the sun and wind on my face, and to see the clear blue sky.

I find it odd that most people, if they could, would want to live much, much longer, if not forever. I do not. I would want to eventually earn my rest from this life. The world is so beautiful, yes, but most of the time we are blind to it, prevented and distracted from true appreciation by necessary and pressing human needs and concerns. I'm certain that over-extending lifespans will not have for a goal a deeper appreciation of the beauty of this world but, rather, the continuance of selfish ends and personal motives.

I want to live forever but not here. There must be a more beautiful place than the most beautiful this world can offer. There must be some place where happiness is enduring and unconditional. There must be.