Everlasting Life

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Let's say you were casually strolling at the bottom of Glastonbury Tor. And let's say the midday sun suddenly caught half a glint on something half buried in the rich brown earth. Let’s say that it is enough to cause your distraction and stooping to investigate further, forgetting for a moment the barks of your Spaniel, Muffin, let’s say that kneeling, you begin to scrabble with your bare hands through the weeds and clods of dirt, as the air seems to thicken and the wind falls away. Let’s say that the nerve endings around your body prick and your fingers rip at the earth with an increasingly frenzied energy. Imagine that as you take a look up at the spiralling sun and shield your watering eyes, the sky turns blood red and a crisp wet dew springs on the hillside. Let’s say that you look back down at the churned ground and pulling aside the tangle of some creeping root, reach into the sodden mud and wrap your pale trembling fingers around the stem of a perfectly preserved carved wooden chalice. Picture yourself staggering back to your feet and holding aloft this finely wrought cup as the sky blackens and the clouds roll past like a stop-frame dream. Let’s say that as you lift the cup to blot the crimson sun, the heavens burst like a thousand damns breaking and a ferocious deluge suddenly engulfs the Tor. Picture lightening playing above your head as the grime of a thousand years washes smoothly off the chalice and time slows and strobes as you are able to clearly see each single droplet of rain that splashes and collects in the bowl. Let’s say that with each fresh drop comes the sound of ringing thunder and that the downpour has soaked you to your skin, yet before you have time to realise any fear at the raging storm that surrounds you, the clouds are gone, the rain stopped and the sun is again softly shining in the clear afternoon sky. Blink, and imagine the crow of a Jackdaw. Imagine yourself startled, as if waking from a dream. Let’s say you are left alone a fresh green field, and looking down at your arms stretched in front of you, your head tilts and your eyes focus on the plain wooden cup which your hands are wrapped around… It is filled with clear water. Imagine the slap of surety that hits as you struggle to take in all that has not five seconds ago unfolded before your very eyes, the slap that informs you with unerring certainly that the greatest test still lies before you, the slap that whispers to you with authority that here, in your hands, in this lonely field, you hold the sacred Holy Grail of the Lord Jesus Christ. Let’s say that for reasons your comprehension is not equipped to decipher and could never understand, the gift, or perhaps it be the curse of eternal life is yours to choose. Now, would you drink?

Alex K (Alex K), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 11:24 (twenty-two years ago)

Lemme guess. This happened to a "friend" of yours.

Kenan Hebert (kenan), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 11:28 (twenty-two years ago)

well, i guess this would give me enough time to improve my record collection...

Kingfish (Kingfish), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 12:07 (twenty-two years ago)

i'd probably masturbate first.

Chris V. (Chris V), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 12:17 (twenty-two years ago)

Hmm... That was very well-written, Alex K.

I think I would drink it. I figure there must be a reason god gave me this opportunity. I know it would be a struggle at times, but surely I would need to participate in this fantasy on the behalf of everyone who had ever dreamed of it. The responsibility would be great, especially if other people knew you had eternal life. They would probably come to constantly as a resource and you wouldn't be allowed to have a normal human existance. Hmmm... But I think that in the end I/whoever would adapt to this everchanging lifestyle and still find good in it.

On the other hand, if eternal life means being in horrible pain but simply not being allowed to die than I'm out.

Sarah MCLUsky (coco), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 12:32 (twenty-two years ago)

I'd have a wee in it, leave it on the ground and hide behind a hedge for the next person to come along. I am a small man.

Lynskey (Lynskey), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 12:42 (twenty-two years ago)

I guarantee that Harrison Ford would get there first.

Chris V. (Chris V), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 12:44 (twenty-two years ago)

i'd sell it on ebay

stevem (blueski), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 12:44 (twenty-two years ago)

I'd use it to dilute some whisky

j0e (j0e), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 12:48 (twenty-two years ago)

I feel certain we've had a couple of threads on eternal life, but I can't find them. Humph! But this one is worded the best anyway...

I'd be scared that if I sold the cup of eternal life, I'd go to hell for being greedy. I mean, I would surely believe in heaven and hell if I saw the sky opening up and everything. But, I can't say I wouldn't try to take advantage of the situation somehow.

Would you tell anyone if you had this opportunity?

Would you stay in the same physical shape? I mean, would I have a 25/26 year old's body for the rest of eternity or would I just look older and older? Also, if the world ended, would I be forced to float in space for all eternity?

Sarah McLusky (coco), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 12:52 (twenty-two years ago)

I don't know about these questions Sarah. But I'd think if the world exploded, you too would be atomised, though you had sipped of the Grail - I kind of see it as being tied to the earth and man, so if both were wiped out, I'd guess it's power too would be nullified.

I don't know if you'd age though - I mean, if you did age, when would you stop - how far could you go. Or perhaps you'd just slowly fade, like a wraith.

The only way to find out of course, is to get down to Glasto armed with a shovel.

Alex K (Alex K), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:00 (twenty-two years ago)

why do you think it is buried under Glastonbury Tor?

stevem (blueski), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:06 (twenty-two years ago)

it would've been great if that Indiana Jones movie had been filmed on location at Glasto instead of some ravine in Arizona. They may have mistaken John Peel for the Last Knight though.

stevem (blueski), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:08 (twenty-two years ago)

B-but, Alex! I thought you had all the answers!

Sarah MCLUsky (coco), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:17 (twenty-two years ago)

They may have mistaken John Peel for the Last Knight though.

Ha, I imagine John Peel could turn "You have chosen... wisely" into a nice 15 minute monologue on the changing political climate in Bengeo, the oversight that is the lack of a proper towbar on the Toyota Celica and the variable contents of his fridge.

IJ4 is in production, isn't it?

Alfie (Alfie), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:26 (twenty-two years ago)

it would've been great if that Indiana Jones movie had been filmed on location at Glasto instead of some ravine in Arizona.

Not Arizona, Jordan. The ancient city of Petra, in fact.

caitlin (caitlin), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:30 (twenty-two years ago)

why do you think it is buried under Glastonbury Tor?

when, as any fule kno, it's actually buried in Chalice Well, Glastonbury.

(and there's a chap in Wales who claims to own a piece of it, too. He was on the telly once.)

caitlin (caitlin), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:32 (twenty-two years ago)

but Alex! the grail can't cross the SEAL! you heard what the knight said!

Kingfish (Kingfish), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:35 (twenty-two years ago)

http://www.travel-wise.com/africa/petra/temple.jpg

Kingfish (Kingfish), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:35 (twenty-two years ago)

Among the most compelling of the stories of Grail lore, is the legend that Joseph or Arimathea travelled to England bearing the Cup of Christ after the death of Jesus, and made his way to Glastonbury which was then a small island. Arimathea was the wealthy disciple of Jesus, who asked Pilate for permission to take Jesus’ body in order to prepare it for burial and who also provided the tomb where the crucified Lord was laid until his Resurrection.

Arimathea apparently accompanied the Apostle Philip, Lazarus, and Mary Magdalene on a preaching mission to Gaul after Jesus’ death and at the English Channel, St.Philip sent him with twelve others to establish Christianity in the most far-flung corner of the Roman Empire: the Island of Britain. Arimathea already had ties to Britain, and there are stories that he took the boy Jesus to these shores, anyway, he sailed around Land’s End and landed at…

Glastonbury. OK, so the site of Glastonbury is something of a geophysic phenomena if you’ll pardon the pretension, in that it seems to exert an almost magnetic pull on people – there is archaeological evidence of people gathering there and, well, celebrating and all since as early as 500BC. The site is thought to have been a pilgrimage place in Druidic times (2,000-2,500 years ago) and even further back in Megalithic times, 4,000 years ago. As the mythical Avalon, it was seen as the crossing point for the dead into the otherworld and it has always maintained a peculiar spiritual significance, lying on the powerful St. Michael and St. Mary ley-lines (if you go for these things).

Anyway, upon his arrival at Glasto, Joseph planted his staff in the ground, where it burst into a thorn bush, which you can still find on Wearyall Hill. After establishing the first Christian Monastery in Britain, he then buried the Grail, the cup said to bear the blood and sweat of the crucified Jesus at the foot of the Tor, from whence the Chalice Well then sprung.

Nb: Much of the Grail myth pertaining to Glastonbury has been somewhat, err, embellished by 12th and 13th Century scholars and by later writers and Kings (Henry’s VII and VIII). But still, interesting, if fabulous, none the less.

Alex K (Alex K), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:43 (twenty-two years ago)

oh yeah

stevem (blueski), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 13:59 (twenty-two years ago)

You sound skeptical.

Alex K (Alex K), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 14:04 (twenty-two years ago)

I wouldn't drink it, I'm a hypochondriac, and I'd be worried about all the ancient germs on that old wooden cup.

jel -- (jel), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 15:52 (twenty-two years ago)

um, what the hell is a Jackdaw? No, i wouldn't drink it. unless it was filled with the blood of the innocent. yummy.

Emilymv (Emilymv), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 15:58 (twenty-two years ago)

You sound skeptical.

chinny reckon!

no really, i'd forgotten about the whole Joseph of Arimethea thing - I knew the Tor was connected to Jesus somehow but didn't know the details, and I didn't realise it included the Grail - maybe I need to watch more Monty Python films?

stevem (blueski), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 16:07 (twenty-two years ago)

It's well-documented that drinking from the Grail turns you into a vampire.

Leee (Leee), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 22:36 (twenty-two years ago)

I wasn't gonna say a THING :)

Tep (ktepi), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 22:39 (twenty-two years ago)

I thought the only time Jesus was in the UK was at prestwick airport and just between flights.

RJG (RJG), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 22:40 (twenty-two years ago)

i saw his face in a cloud over Tufnell Park, does that count?

stevem (blueski), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 22:42 (twenty-two years ago)

oops, I am thinking of elvis.

RJG (RJG), Wednesday, 27 August 2003 22:43 (twenty-two years ago)

My mother used to have a pin made from the Glastonbury Thorn

rosemary (rosemary), Thursday, 28 August 2003 02:02 (twenty-two years ago)

Rhetoric device aside, for physical immortality I think dechronification thru nanomedicine is a safer bet than anything "holy" or other sweet and dangerous illusions like an "after-life".

Sébastien Chikara (Sébastien Chikara), Thursday, 28 August 2003 03:19 (twenty-two years ago)

DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!

RJG (RJG), Thursday, 28 August 2003 08:10 (twenty-two years ago)

I believe the glasto spirituality, soulwax were fucking great.

Ronan (Ronan), Thursday, 28 August 2003 08:26 (twenty-two years ago)

Sébastien, that's the craziest thing you've ever linked, which no offense is saying something.

After the paragraph on people living to 1100:

"Finally, genetic modifications or nanomedical augmentations to the human body may extend healthy lifespans still further, to a degree that cannot yet be accurately predicted."

Andrew Farrell (afarrell), Thursday, 28 August 2003 08:33 (twenty-two years ago)

Come on, Robert A. Freitas Jr. is an interesting visionary.
What he say at www.nanomedicine.com sure is far-fetched but at least it is in the realm of materialism, so it have a fighting chance.

Sébastien Chikara (Sébastien Chikara), Thursday, 28 August 2003 15:35 (twenty-two years ago)

I didn't realise 'visionary' meant 'someone who can get away with saying whatever the hell they like on the grounds that, hey, you never know, it might be possible one day'.

caitlin (caitlin), Thursday, 28 August 2003 15:42 (twenty-two years ago)

what about the Ark then? is it really locked up in a chapel somewhere in Eritrea?

stevem (blueski), Thursday, 28 August 2003 15:48 (twenty-two years ago)

A quick search looking for real life traction for nanomedicine got me there http://www.natgensociety.org/nano.htm where
they say the nanomedicine approach can be a safer alternative to gene therapy, they also talked about an actual r n' d team :
"One believer in "nanomedicine" is James Baker, chief of the allergy and immunology department at the University of Michigan's Medical School. He might seem an unlikely champion of nanotech in medicine, a field that has more often been associated with sci-fi notions of tiny machines cruising the human body than with clinically feasible treatments. But Baker is convinced that the tools of nanotechnology will eventually provide a far safer and more effective way to repair genes. So convinced, in fact, that last year Baker founded the University of Michigan's Center for Biologic Nanotechnology, bringing doctors and medical researchers together with chemists and engineers to turn nanomedicine from a futurist dream into clinical reality".

They also said "That treatment scenario may be less than a decade away." but we'll see...

Sébastien Chikara (Sébastien Chikara), Thursday, 28 August 2003 16:06 (twenty-two years ago)

what about the Ark then? is it really locked up in a chapel somewhere in Eritrea?

We should set up an ILXpedition to go there and find out! FAP Of The Lost Ark!

caitlin (caitlin), Thursday, 28 August 2003 16:10 (twenty-two years ago)

Only if I get to be the blonde Nazi chick.

Leee (Leee), Thursday, 28 August 2003 19:25 (twenty-two years ago)

Andrew, I hope my last post change your mind about nanomedicine being "crazy"

Sébastien Chikara (Sébastien Chikara), Friday, 29 August 2003 00:53 (twenty-two years ago)

We should set up an ILXpedition to go there and find out! FAP Of The Lost Ark!

Lots of yummy Turkish food on the way. And cheap sazes!

Chris Barrus (Chris Barrus), Friday, 29 August 2003 01:05 (twenty-two years ago)


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