So this is the deal. Most humans enjoy life at least most of the time. When life is good, there is nothing better. Even when it sucks, it is still better than not being alive at all. This is the basic premise; the cycle of sentience.
Life is a mystery and we are all trying to solve our own little piece of the puzzle. Hopes that mankind will put it all together someday and be truly wise, all knowing or at least close to it help us strive to become more than our predecessors. We could never hope to see the end result of this process, right?
We are in a rare condition as opposed to most things in the universe, because we are self aware. Perhaps we even make the universe itself conscious just by being here. We reflect it back on itself. No other observable human condition exists anywhere else in the cosmos. At least none that has ever been discovered to date anyway. So what of it then?
Humans tell themselves all kinds of things to rationalize that fateful moment in their lives when they will cease to be here. They will say things like “Death makes you appreciate life more;” “She had a good long life after 92 years. Nothing to complain about there.” My personal favorite: “He will always be with you in your heart.”
Those are all fine coping strategies. They served humanity well in the past and continue to help ease the pain which can persist a lifetime for many. But what if we could actually make death optional? Maybe we could just put it off for a really really long time. In other words, what if we did not have a shelf life? What if 122 years was not the be-all end-all to maximum lifespan? What if we did not have to die on cue? What if our end was not defined by years? What if we could repair and correct our DNA damage, our cellular mechanisms and replace our organs with shiny new ones?
Enter regenerative medicine. We are getting close folks. Perhaps closer than we ever have been to changing things that have been the same for a really long time. Some call it the Singularity. Others call it reaching Longevity Escape Velocity. I have heard the concepts demonized; I have heard the theories praised and revered. People are polarized. They really do not know how to react. I suppose the optimists react with joy at the possibility. They truly enjoy life after all. The pessimists seem prone to keeping death traditional. They say things like “Death is natural and you should not mess with the nature of things;” “OMG what about overpopulation? Where will we put all the people?”
I just took a trip out west, and trust me, in the USA there is plenty of space. Resource distribution is another story, but we will get into that later.
Will humanity continue to produce generation after generation that will live with the sting of death? Continuing to reproduce just to have our children’s children suffer the same fate or will we do something to change it?
We humans have always tinkered and manipulated our surroundings. The New York skyline looks nothing like it did before humans came and built their skyscrapers after all. To be human means to explore, invent, solve problems, change our environment, and the nature of how we live. Science is the only thing that has ever changed the human condition measurably for the better. Our inventions and discoveries define our species. The only constant is change.
This publication is dedicated to the possibilities. Inside you will find philosophical discussions, scientific breakthroughs, and most importantly hope for our species. Our lives are short. People write songs about this don’t they? We really don’t have a proper perspective of our own history, as we have not experienced even a portion of it first hand. Humanity is a child, as a friend put it to me once. This magazine will also devote a large part of itself to human clinical trials. We want to be an active participant in pushing humanity forward. As one famous entrepreneur once said: “The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones that actually do”.
– This magazine is dedicated to my great grandpa, Rob. He was old and I was young when he died. I have never stopped missing him, and the pain is always there, just below the surface.