Yes,oops, I thought you said immorality.

Fuck yeah, I'd choose immortality. I'm pretty sure I'd never run out of things to do.

No I want to die when its my time to go - I am not in touch with my society I feel it gets worse and worse by the day, ready to go any time.

I don't believe in any afterlife, there's nothing to support the idea. As for immortality, I wouldn't want it. Death is inevitable. Anything that might prevent it, in favor of immortality, is more than likely to backfire spectacularly, and have numerous unintended consequences.

I would not. Especially groveling at the feet of a god forever.

A quote comes to mind: "The same people who want to live forever don't know what to do on a rainy Sunday afternoon." Living forever, to me, is not a pleasant prospect. As I've gotten older, my health has slowly gone downhill. I can just imagine how bad it would get in, say, another 50 years. The idea of spending eternity bedridden in a nursing home does not appeal to me. The immortality that Mark Twain has does appeal to me. Having something I've done survive after me; having my ideas discussed, argued over, and enjoyed sounds far more workable.

I would not unless I could choose to end it.

It's all about the quality of life. There's way worse things than dying and they all eventually lead to death, at least currently. But if I can continue to learn and laugh and fuck and bring joy and comfort to those around me then yeah, sign me up. Onward forever.

No, I only want my fair share, preferably not in pain, then happily pop my clogs and let the next generation have their turn.

The only immortality is in the legacy that we leave behind.

I would rather have the choice of when to die instead of being unable to die.

Nope, the sheer lenghth of immortality would drive people to extreme decadence...

I wouldn't. Imagine how boring it would get. No, I'm happy in the knowledge that I'll eventually pop my clogs.

No! And, I have no understanding of why a person would even want to live forever.

No way, I want to die, only not before I achieved what I am expected to. Its the responsibilities we have, that make us fear death... Will not want to die before finishing my responsibilities as a son, husband brother father and ofcourse as a human. .. Beyond that I don't want to live. But I am not a fool to believe that I will be successful in it. Moreover, immortality also causes a problem. Earth may not be able to handle that much of life on it.

I figure it's just lights out. My conscience existence has spanned it's lifetime and is over. I wouldn't mind sticking around for awhile though; there's lots to learn and experience. Especially to see how far technology reaches over the next two hundred years or so.

Yah I would. Assuming its on earth and its just me other people aren't immortal. I'm not above saying I'd act like I was a god. Do some fun crimes. Drink blood if its a vampire kinda immortality. That'd be neat. Oooh, or as a black-mirror / soma esque computer consciousness that can be downloaded into robots. Basically anything thats not heaveny cloud shenanigens.

I don't believe in heaven, but I do believe in reincarnation---much more fun.

I have had dogs all my life. If pressed, I could probably name each one and tell their story. I have seen them all go from gravity defying pups to arthritic old dogs curled in a sunny spot on the ground. Now that I'm 70, I see the exact progress of time in my own body. We are all carbon based life forms and just like the tools in my shed, we wear out. No way in hell I want to extend this process or go back and start over. I'm grateful for this wisdom and curious about what, if anything, comes next.

Not an afterlife, I like the idea of downloading my mind into a computer.

Well, we're living a lot longer than our ancesters and I suspect another 100 years or so is within reach given modest advances in medical technology. As usual, it will be the privileged who attain the greatest benefit. That aside, it wouldn't take much for us to be able to upload our consciousness to the cloud and have some semblance of ourselves made available indefinitely, though I'm not sure how appealing that would be. I rather enjoy having a body!

Define Immortality:

Infinite lifespan but still killable and able to suffer injury, disease and traumatic destruction?

When you become immortal do you do it at your current age and health, or are you "reset" to a perfect version of your self?

Getting it a 80 and in a wheelchair with dementia seems like a curse more than a boon.

Or truly invulnerable, god-like immortality?

If you're immortal but stranded on an island would you feel the starvation and dehydration but never succumb to it?

Being truly immortal and watching the world annihiliate itself around you while knowing you cannot die would seem another curse.

None of that is really appealing to me.
Life is definited by death, and its existence as opposition to the pull of it.

Aging is the curse, the slow wiithering away of all that you once were, the fading of former glories, the inability to move as you once did.

I'd take a finite, mortal life that's free of aging, but not immortality.

If I could have immortality in my twenty two year old body I would love it. But the older I get the less I feel it's worth it to hold on beyond my natural lifetime.

I would like to live LONGER, that is for sure, but I would not want to live forever. Here is why-first immortality without the immortality of those you love would be AWFUL. I have buried one wife, and one girlfriend. Each experience has taken something out of me I never get back. I have lost both my parents, and several friends. An eternity of grief does not sound very appealing.

Secondly, time is what gives many experiences their VALUE. If something lasts forever, what good is it? It becomes background, it no longer registers. I want to LIVE, and truly living means accepting death. Otherwise, there is no present to be present IN. Every moment is an opportunity to touch timelessness, if you but know how. Our lives would be so much duller if there were no time to fight.

Third, life is full of many sorrows besides death. Disappointment, conflict, unrequited love, growing apart from someone, the constant change of things that have become familiar and comforting to you. Just how many sorrows do you think the human psyche is capable of carrying?