you don’t necessarily have to chase true immortality but betting on anti aging is a wager that essentially multiplies your luck

luck is in all reality a function of time, there are only so many dice you can roll from a statistical point of view before it is unreasonable not to attain your desired outcome

every time you try and fail, every time you hope and are disappointed, all of this only really matters in reality because of the associated time factor

that business you tried to start, that trading account you ran up and zeroed out, that creative work which didn’t get the reception you had hoped for, all of these should have theoretically BETTER prepared you for success the next time around. your failures ONLY matter because you put time into them which you can’t get back

imagine if you could get that time back though, imagine if you didn’t actually have to worry about it as a variable at all

i think that a lot of young sսіcіdеs (not all, but many) are not out of a hatred for life, they are out of a fear of living to see it wasted. potential is such a beautiful thing many would rather die holding onto it than ever have to see the version of themselves who had lost it

"no one will ever love me" is easier to say when you poured three years into a relationship only to be backstabbed and heartbroken, and now have to rebuild with someone new, but you are getting older and you are becoming less desirable. when you realize you could, for the first time in history, be forever young one day, the joke of "our wives aren't even born yet bro" start to become grounded deeper in reality

i remember when lockdowns hit in 2020, i watched my chance at a regular bullshit college normie young adulthood get ripped away from me. 20 years old and i was kicked out of school thrown into my room, even if i rebelled i would be doing it alone. there was nobody to go out and see

i made a commitment to myself then that, to the best ability of whatever knowledge i had at the time i would freeze my body's aging in time to that day. tretinoin every night, zero direct facial UV exposure, microneedling every month, topical anti-androgens for my scalp, a diet focused on health and low inflammation, sleep became my number one doctrine and avoiding cortisol at all costs became my highest virtue. i quit my stupid job. i had no idea how long this would go on but i was not going to let myself be robbed of my youth by it

during that time all i did was keep rolling the dice with creative work, my only talent at the time. it worked out, i made good money, the amount of which is none of your concern. i set myself up for when i could start my life again

it has been six years, most of my friends from that time have become unrecognizable, and unfortunately i can not say it is in any good way. not only have they physically withered away with time but they have become husks of themselves as well. men like to cope and pretend they are detatched from their appearance but when you look in the mirror and slowly see the bright-eyed young man full of potential, spirit and thymos you once knew yourself to be gradually morph into the image of all of the other dreamridden demoralized husks you once dismissed in day to day life as boring adult NPCs in your youth, your vitality evaporates with it

i have not aged a day, save for my bone structure maturing further with exposure to adult levels of systemic androgens, i am the best looking i ever have been. i have had time to build muscle naturally over the years, a painstaking and unrewarding process that only produces change over a course of TIME, again our greatest enemy. my face's collagen has not degraded, a youthful spiritedness still radiates from my complexion, i still have a thick head of hair. i have energy, strength, aggression and a fire in my gut which i wake up with ready to attack my hopes and dreams with full force, even on my worst days (which if you have followed me any amount of time know can drive me to slight insanity). i am not in employment, education or training. i have made a demigod of myself, not to elevate my self importance in a narcissistic fashion, rather to say i have distinguished myself from the mortals as a separate class of human. i did this and you can too, it's just biochemistry

imagine if you could live long enough to buy a lottery ticket everyday until you won, how much would it really matter if you. now this is of course a hypothetical, it's unlikely the lottery as a concept will exist for 14 million days (your most fortunate outcome from a statistical perspective), but apply it to any and every chance you take toward your dreams. maybe it wouldn't matter that you didn't make a million dollars at 19 like that course seller on tiktok, maybe there's still time for you

this is why i believe in the anti-aging youthmaxxing revolution, this is why i blast longevity peptides, this is why i have diligent skincare, this is why i protect my cognition and neuroplasticity, this is why i quit my job. there is nothing more valuable than youth, you have to hold onto it at all costs. maybe you don't want to live forever, maybe really, really do want to die someday. but do you want to die now? do you want to die with your dreams?

if you do want to die now, i imagine it's because you are afraid to live to see your dreams die before you. to be an old decrepit withered away 50 year old, and to be as much of a failure as you are now, and knowing this is a very real and possible outcome is a frightening reality, and one perhaps worth dying to avoid entirely—like the threat of torture for a prisoner of war cracking the cyanide capsule in his false tooth to escape the fate of becoming an addition to circulating online gore media. it is like cartel torture for your soul to witness your dreams fade away with time...

bryan johnson was right

even that veronica collagen scientist chick, who needs to lock in and stop being such a hypergamous foidlet, has the right idea

when you take away the biomarkers of decay all that age as a metric becomes is, past the point of maturation, truly just a number. youth is a biological process which can be extended and what reason is there not to? why would someone want to watch their face be melted away, their joints turn into dust, their mind become dull and their fire become cold?

especially when there is so much life to live and so much more fortune to receive from the universe, why cut it short? why miss out on what could have been great experiences, on living a life story which was worth remembering when you do eventually die? why quit rolling the dice when you haven't won yet

gen-Z is split along two battle lines; there is a faction which worships self destruction and spiritual annihilation and another which heils youth, they worship beauty and they live by their dreams. to them their greatest fear is becoming washed up, their bowl being filled, their potential lost. you hear it in the way they despise the spiritually old and out of touch, they may not care to articulate it to you when they call you "boomer" or "unc", but they are coming from a place of vitality and virtue when they say this. the young and powerful will inherit the earth and the weak and antiquated will become obsolete, and return to dust along with the chains they try to restrain us with

i believe as we enter a society and economy which moves away from scarcity the greatest form of social status will be the preservation of one's youth. the hollywood elite already does this and has always tried to gatekeep it from the masses in an attempt to maintain their godlike status over the commoners, but now youth is becoming democratized and the average person will be able to take it and hold onto it for themselves if they so choose, or at least extend it to a notable degree

so my recommendation to you is that you let go of the things dragging you towards old age, rage against the dying of your light, embrace life maximization and live to see amazing things happen to the beautiful person you will see yourself become. hold onto your dreams and never ever let them go. my greatest argument to the existential blackpill for you, the sensitive YOUNG man, is all of this which i have said here

how can you possibly waste your youth if you did all of that