Countless stories have exprored this theme. My personal favourite is the short story by Julian Barnes in his novel: “History of the world in 10,5 chapters”.
[Spoiler]Heaven, in Julian Barnes’s 1989 novel A History of the World in 10½ Chapters, is a place of boundless luxury where your every wish is granted. You can sleep with a different film star every night, hole-in-one every time at golf, score 750 not out against Australia at Lords – or you can choose annihilation. And sooner or later, out of sheer boredom, everyone chooses that.
At one point in the story, the protagonist asks his heavenly informant who lasts the longest in heaven. “That would be lawyers and writers”, she says. “Lawyers love to argue every case for centuries”.
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D. My assumptions being eternal youth is part of the package, and I keep my faulty brain. That is, I’m assuming I have the same memory capacity and processing abilities that I have now.
ISTM that I’m constantly trying to fill my brain, but the information is leaking out at a nearly 1 to 1 ratio. For instance, I learned to play the guitar when I was 10. Since then I’ve learned to play numerous songs. Some of them have leaked out. If it’s been too long since I’ve practiced, some of my ability to play has leaked out and has to be re-obtained. Applying the process to every area of my life and I suspect that I would never be bored.
Don’t most people have activities of which they never eternally tire? —swinging in a comfy swing with a gentle breeze—eating that perfect flavor of cheese—sex.
Although given eternal life and youth would not bore me. If eternal life came with a struggle to maintain a third-world-like existence, I think I’d weary of that. Assuming a reasonably mobile western world like opportunity, well, where do I sign up?
Hell, I’m more than a bit of a pessimist and still think I could make at least a couple thousand years before starting to get tired of life. By then, things will have changed so much that I’d have to have adapted to a really different life than the one I started with. It’s hard to be bored when you’re still learning and changing.
I’ve lost several loved ones already. You get over it. You remember them, you miss them, but there’s no reason to sit down and die because they did.