Immortality is a recurrent theme in literature, movies, and mythology. It is present in the concept of vampires – the “living dead” – as expressed in the “tour de force” Twilight saga and is objectified in the Philosopher’s or Sorcerer’s stone depending on the part of the globe in which you lived during the release of “Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone.”I was a child of seven years when I first opened the pages of the latter and, thus, the concept of eternal life along with the wise words, “…To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure…” have been percolating in my mind for about 10 years (HPPS, 279).

To be honest, I didn’t think much of it then, but since I turned 13, I began to realize that living forever – whether it be as a race, family, or an individual – would just beboring. Already life is monotonous, with a set schedule that everyone repeats on a day to day basis. The spontaneity that occurs – maybe a family vacation to the Bahamas – isn’t even really spontaneous because vacations are expected.  And all of this is when we know that somewhere a stopwatch is going to sound and then we will be through with this realm.

There are only so many things to do on this world – hence the popularity of escapism, which is truly a beautiful concept (more on that later) – and I feel like a good 70 or 80 years is enough to experience things, leave some things unknown, and keep yourself entertained – don’t let the mystery end. But, with eternal life, everything would lose its charm. I love skiing – I love it’s peaceful quality, the smooth glide, and the wind blowing in my face – but I realize that repeating it over and over would just ruin it. I would grow to hate it.

As of today, despite my vaguely cynical/realist (take me as you will) outlook, I enjoy life. I see the beauty in the world and I’m enchanted. I look at the people I love and I feel blessed. I watch brilliant shows, eat brilliant food, and have brilliant marathons with brilliant friends  and I realize that I have a brilliant life. But, conversely, I also realize that if this were to last forever, I would run out of good shows to watch (BBC Sherlock, anyone?), I wouldn’t enjoy the pizza as much and even the red velvet cupcakes may grow tiresome, etcetera. But, perhaps, that’s just me, who maybe wouldn’t mind a bit of eternal sleep after a full schedule stuffed with AP Classes in Senior year.

I would love to hear what your take is on eternal life and how you believe you would cope with it.

Sayn