Ladies and gentlemen, we are all dying. Our bodies and brains will fail gradually over the next few decades, rendering us first incapacitated, and later dead. Our children will not be spared; they too will suffer this fate a few decades after we do. We face nothing less than a rolling, continual apocalypse. Everyone we know will die. Everything we maintain will crumble in our absence. All we understand and feel, save for the tiny portion of the human experience that we can record, will vanish. We will end.
Do you like life? It is being stolen from you. Inexorable physical processes are degrading the bodily systems needed to walk, think, and enjoy a sunny day for what it is. Muscles weaken. The mind slows. The skin becomes fragile. A billion tiny failures in our cells and their chemistry cascade forward over the years. We rust like iron, distortions and accretions and structural failures taking place in an accelerating and ultimately fatal corrosion.
Ah, but we are complacent in its slowness! To be young is to take function for granted. The old are not real – to be old is not real. Yet the day will come