No Sleep Till…
When asked about what I would wish for, if I was given a single semi-realistic wish, my answer has been the same for as long as I can remember. I would wish that I never felt the sensation of being tired. It’s not that I mind sleeping. I actually enjoy it, especially when I have amazing dreams or nightmares, but the ability to decide when I sleep would be nothing short of a dream come true.
The possibilities of reading a book in one sitting, driving cross-country or writing a novel are now just a pill away. I would venture to guess that despite it’s good intentions for keeping pilots awake, helping narcoleptics and other people with sleeping disorders and enabling terminally ill patients to enjoy their last few moments awake, Modafinil certainly has the danger of becoming the next party drug. I certainly would try it out, though I can’t help but be a bit skeptical about the damage it could do. I mean we are talking about messing with nature here.
I’m conflicted when it comes to biotechnology. Part of me would want to be the first in line to get implants that would adjust the climate control of a room when I walked in, allowed me to see clearly in pitch-black darkness or gave me other super-human abilities. The other part of me says, ‘don’t fuck with mother nature.’I’m quite certain all of those abilities will become reality during my lifetime, question is, will I be a specimen?