Atoms come, atoms go. In and out of our bodies all of our lives. To a great degree we are not of the same stuff birth to aged.
Our 'self' then really a framework of genetic expression that replenishes itself with fresh atoms in a battle against entropy, damage, and dysfunction.
We are as a painting programmed to continually replace its fading pigments with fresh - within the pattern of the original painting. An immortal painting, an immortal self.
Ah, but what to do with all the bodies?
Old age is the programmed inhibition of renewal - it is not a consequence of time. It is a biological process that evolved into existence as strategy for the continuation of species, making room for the next generation to thrive and adapt.
But any biologic process can be stopped, reversed, manipulated.
Only a matter of time.
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