This is the future

When you look in the mirror everyday, you see yourself becoming your father. When Bryan Johnson looks in the mirror, he sees himself becoming his son.
This is the future of the elites, so get used it. We will age and wither, and be callously replaced, and they will be immortal, like Lestat

Can't beat death.

you see yourself becoming your father

i am somehow slowly becoming my stepfather who raised me since 1 after my dad died. i am nothing like him. yet im becoming him, a little bit at least.
shits weird

Since when is hairtransplant and plastic surgery antiaging?

beating aging is already good enough. aging is a risk factor with a 100% degree of fatality.

he sees himself becoming his son.

No he doesn't. Despite his attempts he still looks old and is getting older. He's only ensuring his sons body has to produce more blood, slowly wearing him down.

A bunch of bullshit. Dude has the face of a middle aged man. Here's wearing under eye makeup (and probably more) in that pic. Dying his hair. His snake oil isn't doing a thing

he really makes poors seethe lol.

you dont need billions to live a long life.

dedicate your life to anti aging regiments

look your age still

I know he goes by biomarkers aswell but alot of that is just esoteric stats that may or may not be actually relevant. Hes a shitty grifter regardless

He definitely has been in that twinks hole! Hot!!!

This guy does all this research, spend so much and consults doctors yet he was STILL stupid enough to take the vax

vampires are real
and even gayer than they appear in fiction

That’s good

I would rather be able to ide rather than be (((immortal))) in this flesh. I trust in God, Jesus Christ, and He will let me die when I deserve rest.

Grim Reaper is going to give his anus some extra attention for being a delusional faggot.

looks old as fuck lmao

When you look in the mirror everyday, you see yourself becoming your father. When Bryan Johnson looks in the mirror, he sees himself becoming his son.

Cope

It’s nice to see father and son having a shared hobby

Millions of dollars on life extension crap down the drain, what a retard

When you look in the mirror everyday, you see yourself becoming your father

No.
No i don't. I'm a bastard. And though being a bastard is a tough cross to bear when you're growing up, I'm glad I'm not related to my mother's husband at the time

He looks like a very young lizard

We will age and wither, and be callously replaced, and they will be immortal

We all be immortal as soon as we reach AGI/The Singularity. We will all reach longevity escape velocity. No reason to believe the elites will still be elites by then. Our AI overlord(s) are coming

becoming your father

I wish I could be more like my dad. Then maybe my life wouldn't be such shit. I'm on a road he would've never taken. Somewhere off the beaten path on a trail of my own; I wish i could find the way back.

Imagine spending all that money and doing all that satanic shit only to end up with a shit fucking hair transplant job that anyone can see.

Yeah but Bryan is convinced he's going to live forever.

He looks worse than a normal healthy male of his age. Bryan has mental issues and fucks his father and son.

You just know.

vampirism is le good

Aren't there fairytale warnings about this kind of shit?

Ah, the fart attack—a misunderstood phenomenon, dismissed by medical professionals, ignored by researchers, and yet feared by anyone stuck in a crowded elevator. It is not a simple passing event, no! It is a full-blown gastrointestinal insurrection, an uncontrollable eruption of distress, signaling that something deep within the digestive universe has gone terribly awry.

A fart attack is not merely the expulsion of air—no, it is a reckoning, a force of nature, an event that transcends the mere boundaries of personal discomfort and enters the realm of social catastrophe. The symptoms? Sudden bloating, the ominous gurgling, the rapid expansion of internal pressure that suggests the body has betrayed you. Then comes the moment—the release—violent, thunderous, unapologetic. A seismic shift in the balance of olfactory peace.

And yet, society refuses to acknowledge the danger. Where is the public awareness campaign? The emergency protocols? The Fart Attack Preparedness Drills in schools? We are woefully unprepared for the silent but deadly menace that lurks in every burrito, every questionable gas station snack, every reckless dairy indulgence.

So, let us not mock the fart attack. Let us not downplay its power or its consequences. Instead, let us approach it with respect, with caution, and with an escape plan. Because in the end, whether sudden, prolonged, or strategically suppressed—the fart always wins.

I’m gonna say he’s 49 years old