There are other reasons I have for not wanting to live forever. As we age, things start to go awry, and I don’t want to live a life that confines me to having help in dealing with daily life. That may be necessary anyway, but living forever would just be more of debilatation of the body. I wouldn’t be able to do things that I did when I was younger. I wouldn’t be able to be self-sufficient. Having to depend on others is a difficult thing for me; I hate asking for help. Living forever would make me dependent on others, something I really don’t want.
I also have a lazy streak in me and living forever with no real deadlines would be very bad for me. I need to have pressure on me to do things, and have deadlines in which to do things. If I were to live forever, I fear that I will put off doing things that I should do, and without the end of life hanging over my head, I would never get things done that I want to do. Knowing life has an end makes life more precious to me.
There are certainly good things that would come from living forever. I could see my granddaughters grow up and become adults, and I would see them live their lives and see my future great-grandchildren. But would they then take me for granted? Would they care if I were to be always around?
Motivation and looking forward to something–in this case, heaven–are reasons to not live forever. Plus, I don’t know how long people would put up with me, regardless of my health and mobility. Time is a good thing; it is only logical that time for me will end at some point and I will be released from pain and suffering, and live forever in a far better world. But I don’t want to live in this body with the limitations life brings. I will live forever in heaven, but without the limitations that life puts on us.
I’m not looking forward to dying tomorrow or in the near future. But I do look for it one day as a release from the cares and worries of this world.
This isn’t a very “up” topic, but it was a good question since we all face death, and we need to understand how to face the inevitability of death. Death should be nothing to fear; it’s part of the circle of life, as they sing in “The Lion King.” Besides, where would be put all the people who live forward and take up space and resources, while people continue to have babies. A nice idea, maybe, but not an ideal to work toward. Everybody has to die of something at some time. And we would do well to remember our time is short and not waste the time that we do have. We need it for motivation; we need it to look forward to a far better place.