I do hope that is true... my grandmother is now in the hospital and both my grandmother and grandfather are pretty much losing they're minds. They have no idea what is going on most of the time. My father is in his 70's already, I will be saying goodbye to all of them shortly.

I hate life. Life is pathetic. Even when I was in kindergarten when I learned that I had a heart beating inside me - I was disgusted. How could I, my intelligence, my thoughts, be kept alive by a constant pumping fleshy device? How did I start out as a tiny fetus and become a thinking living being? I disgust myself daily.

I hope to one day replace all of my body parts with mechanical ones. (Except the brain, which I hope to use nanomachines to keep it going longer than ever.) It is a fact that once my brain is replaced I will no longer be me. So I need my brain. Hopefully I will just live forever this way. I see death as the end.

George, its ok.

Way to keep it simple and sweet, George. Very nice.