Bryan Johnson is the failed tech mogul/perennial transvestigation target/literal Snake Oil salesman who is trying to live forever by surrendering his life to a mysterious algorithm. My efforts to understand him have led me into the worlds of shell corporations, techno-accelerationism, Japanese cinema, childrens' literature, and Mormon theology – and I've finally come out the other end, only slightly diminished. Older, but wiser.
The above link is not the final cut – it's missing about 25% of visual assets, one guest voiceover, a polished sound mix, and the citations/credits. But the most important parts are here, and frankly, I can't keep this to myself a minute longer, so here ya go.
Enjoy, my friends. I'll probably never do anything like this again.
"The space which I imagine beyond the horizon is still space, identical with that which I see. The time which flows without end is made up of moments identical with those which I have passed through. Extension, like duration, repeats itself indefinitely; if the portions which I touch have of themselves no sacred character, where did the others get theirs?"
–Emile Durkheim