My Harmless Digression Into Morbidity

I've always known that I would die in the year 2092, Why? For two reasons. One is because the Bible says otherwise. Probably the most mysterious passage of the Bible is found in the sixth chapter of Genesis. Shortly before the flood there is mention of the sons of God making wives of the daughters of men. Some say these sons of God were angels and the children they produced with human women were giants... also known as Nephilim. In the same chapter God is described as repenting for making mankind. There are not many occasions in the Bible where God is represented as having second thoughts, but in this exception he determines that there will be a limit henceforth to the age of a man. Previously the patriarchs such as Adam and Methuselah would live to be more than 900 years old, but in this fascinating chapter God says the age of a man will be 120 years. And you know what? He stuck to his word. Which leads me to my second motivation to live until 2092. If you research the internet for the oldest authenticated age of a man (not to be confused with a woman) what do you think you will find? How about 120 years! If I survive until 2092 I'll break the world record for the oldest man since antediluvian times and I'll prove the Bible should not be taken quite so seriously.

So what are my chances? I've discovered today that there are only 75 people alive that are aged 110 or older. Out of a population of nearly 7 billion people... that's not too encouraging. What's more daunting is that of those 75 only ten are men. Apparently it comes down to three things. Genetics, diet, and low stress. Can't do much about the first one, but lucky for me I've been a vegetarian my whole life... with a brief deviation into the McChicken sandwich subculture from about 2001 to 2007 (I doubt Methuselah could easily have abstained from this version of gluttony had he been tempted with it). And I don't drink often or smoke ever. Now about this stress thing. In some ways I would say I have about the least stressful life of anyone I know. I don't push myself very much to accomplish anything. But oddly enough... this leads to a lack of accomplishment... which can be kind of stressful in a way. So I'll work on that.