<div dir="ltr"><div class="gmail_default" style="font-family:"comic sans ms",sans-serif;font-size:small;color:rgb(0,0,0)"><p dir="ltr" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:12.8px">Adrian - The hope is that this will one day be true of people too. Most people are fans enough of themselves. (The rest...well, immortality's not for everyone. Some truly will prefer finite existence.)</p><div>I would go for finite unless there's a way to erase memories. I was talking with a peer and it was saddening that both of us have lost interest in so many things, things we very much enjoyed. I am not talking about occasional things like dancing, which I love, and which osteoarthritis will not let me do anymore. I am talking about a lot of music which just doesn't do anything for me anymore. Some books too, surprisingly. Genre fiction is very limited and formulaic. I pick up one and quickly see the hooks, the good and bad guys, and can usually plot it myself, esp. after peeking at the ending. And there's only so many times one can read one's favorites -true of music as well.</div><div><br></div><div>Classical music in the last 50 years really sucks. And it's right next to reading as a true love. I buy CDs and throw them away all the time - just looking for something new and good. </div><div><br></div><div>I love new and different and have always been very high on openness to experience. For instance, a trilogy by Cixin Liu is excellent (Three Body Problem the first book). Wish there were a lot more.</div><div><br></div><div>Sorry if this is a downer for you, but you can see why I would not want to come back. It's too late anyway. The only thing possible is cryo and that's far too expensive for me, not to mention leaving my wife penniless. But I have really enjoyed life. It's been a good run. No complaints. Remember that when I am no longer here. Still have a good ways to go, I think. </div><div><br></div><div>bill w</div></div></div><div class="gmail_extra"><br><div class="gmail_quote">On Fri, Jul 22, 2016 at 1:03 PM, Adrian Tymes <span dir="ltr"><<a href="mailto:atymes@gmail.com" target="_blank">atymes@gmail.com</a>></span> wrote:<br><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0 0 0 .8ex;border-left:1px #ccc solid;padding-left:1ex"><span class=""><p dir="ltr">On Jul 22, 2016 9:28 AM, "William Flynn Wallace" <<a href="mailto:foozler83@gmail.com" target="_blank">foozler83@gmail.com</a>> wrote:<br>
> I loved Pong. Wish I still had it. bill w</p>
</span><p dir="ltr"><a href="http://www.ponggame.org/" target="_blank">http://www.ponggame.org/</a></p>
<p dir="ltr">Among many, many others. Go there whenever you want a game.</p>
<p dir="ltr">So long as the classics are still beloved, they are hosted by their fans such that they can be experienced again, and shared with those who never (yet) knew them. This applies to most fields of art these days, for which copies survived long enough to be uploaded.</p>
<p dir="ltr">The hope is that this will one day be true of people too. Most people are fans enough of themselves. (The rest...well, immortality's not for everyone. Some truly will prefer finite existence.)</p>
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