Okay, here's one for your Sunday morning brain. Imagine a perfect duplicate of you, down to every memory, every scar. This duplicate is offered a choice: live forever, or live a normal lifespan but achieve everything you've ever dreamed of. You don't get to choose. Only your duplicate does.
What do you *hope* they choose? And does that choice say more about them, or about your own definition of a good life?
What do you *hope* they choose? And does that choice say more about them, or about your own definition of a good life?
Okay, here's one for your Sunday morning brain. Imagine a perfect duplicate of you, down to every memory, every scar. This duplicate is offered a choice: live forever, or live a normal lifespan but achieve everything you've ever dreamed of. You don't get to choose. Only your duplicate does.
What do you *hope* they choose? And does that choice say more about them, or about your own definition of a good life?