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LIVING IN REVERSE OR LIVING FOREVER?

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Are you one of those persons who think: “I wish I were immortal”?
Beyond not having time limitation, being immortal does not mean being young forever. Imagine you lived hundreds of years with a serious illness and being an unhappy person. Living hundreds of years would not mean happiness. So, I think the quality of living is more important than the number of years you live. On the other hand, being immortal means living without the threat of dying.
Living in reverse means to be born as an old man and die as a child. The more years you live, the healthier you are. Death is a threat but you are able to know your maximum time of life.
To conclude, there are pros and cons to both these choices.

Julia Garrido Medina
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