Imagine experiencing one thousand years of life, without the uncertainties of youth and the pains of old age. Personal aspirations would be rendered meaningless, making way for dreams based on sudden spikes of interest in any field of study available to us now. We would be released from time's restrictive clutches.
The concept of fate has us all believing that we will only do one great thing in our entire life. A politician can deliver riveting speeches that inspire great movements of freedom, but his musical endeavors and analytical journals on the human psyche would only appear as footnotes in historical accounts. What would transpire from an extended lifespan is a super race -unaffected by the absurdity of seeking veneration from the masses- with a blazing curiosity that rivals the fiery depths of Dante's inferno.
Ultimately, what limits the scope of our ambition is not our incapability to learn, but our swift and inescapable mortality.
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