🚨SHOCKING | Father Patricio Alfredo Sanchez Molinari dies after a large crucifix fell on him in Ecuador's Guayaquil

Story time...

In many ways, I am 18. If an alien encountered me, they’d struggle to distinguish me from my son. I know this seems impossible. I also know I look my age, 49. But here are the ways I am indistinguishable from an 18 year old: > Sleep quality > Erection function > Fertility > Resting heart rate > Vascular health > Cardiovascular health > Blood pressure > Metabolic health > Blood glucose control > Bone mineral density > Muscle > Fat > Inflammation (undetectable) > Shitposting And here are some ways I am my age: > Hearing > Somatic mutations Friends, I think I’ve done something no one else has ever done: I am more 18 than I am 49. This is the first rep and we are still figuring things out, but it points toward our inevitable future: better technology and therapies will make youthful vibrance the default. If you’re in your 30s, 40s, 50s, 60s, and wondering if you can do the same, the answer is yes. If you’re a teen or in your 20s and feel awful, you can too. These results only took me 5 years to achieve. The most powerful things are free, and gated only by choice. It feels amazing. I feel nimble, and spry, and excited by the world. I hope you join me in saying yes to life and no to die culture.

The world wants me to die. My incurable disease diagnosis became global news. It was omnipresent on social media and 1,900 articles were written in a matter of days. Many were saddened. However, joy dominated the commentary. People pointed to schadenfreude, the pleasure of another's failure. Yes, there’s that. There is a special place in people’s hearts that loves to see others fail, especially when that person’s presence threatens their own psychological stability in some way or helps them feel better about themselves. But, if you look over the social media commentary about me, you’ll see that pattern: “he deserved it.” I deserved it because I challenged death. The crowd was running a deeply rooted psychological script that represents the oldest, most deeply embedded stories of human culture. This was the first story ever written down, 4,000 years ago. Gilgamesh sought eternal life after losing someone he loved, only to have the plant of youth stolen by a serpent as he bathed. Leaving him to accept his mortality. Asclepius became so skilled at rejuvenation that he raised the dead. As punishment, Zeus struck him down with a thunderbolt to enforce life and death authority. This is the story of Jesus. Pontius Pilate offered a choice between a thief and the immortalist, and the crowd demanded the execution. People need this story conclusion to keep themselves sane. The challenger must lose and the loss must appear deserved. It’s a shield of self preservation. For if death is inevitable, their existence and that of their loved ones is justified and unavoidable. If death is not inevitable, nothing about their reality is safe. I occupy the same philosophical and archetypal position as Gilgamesh, Asclepius and Jesus. This statement will draw outrage and accusations of blasphemy, hubris and narcissism. Nevertheless, it’s the pattern that has repeated itself for thousands of years. Death has been the omnipresent concern of the human race. It encapsulates our greatest fears, joy and curiosities. The discourse around it changes over time; however, the fundamentals remain unchanged. What’s different about this moment, that is unlike any other moment, is that physical death may no longer be inevitable. What if I didn’t deserve it? And what if I am your ally, and not a threat?

Read your Bible.

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