Magazine section
4 essays examining this part of cryonics history, practice, evidence, or possible futures.
I woke this morning to the sound of rain tapping the roof, the kind that makes the kitchen feel tired and honest at the same time. The Pacific Northwest has a way of asking you to slow down, to look at what…
I am not sure how to hold this thought steady. I keep coming back to one question: who should know about my cryonics plans, besides me? The idea sits near the edge of a map I barely trust, a place where…
I keep circling one question: when the world feels calm, do I really know what I have to write down, what I have to sign, and who has to be able to act if I cannot? It is not a dramatic thought. It is just a…
I keep coming back to one quiet question. If cryonics is a chance, even a small one, what would it take to make that chance real on paper?