Assuming that life doesn’t get inexplicably better before I’m old, I plan to retire my body (when the tech has arrived) and my consciousness into the silicon (or other future material) world.
I’m not terribly concerned about the cosmic, “SOMA” questions about whether you could actually move or merely copy a consciousness into a digital medium. Humans don’t know what a consciousness really is or what happens after death and I sincerely doubt that will change in sixty years. I’ll take my chances with the cybergods (and I’ll be one of them soon enough).
So while you meatbags are rotting in the ground, I’ll be in cyberspace; surfing the net, playing Minecraft, and reading all the books that I can cram into my flash chips.
Assuming I don’t get murdered, imprisoned, or wheeled into the county morgue by any other untimely means that is.
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2022-03-10 - original article written 2023-04-11 - edited for clarity