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I don't have any dreams or illusions.
Nothing excites me

I don't have any important goal in life. I want to extend my lifespan as much as possible (Ray Kurzweil, etc.) and to live a comfortable life with minimum stress. I don't have any bigger professional goals (of course I will always try to improve and I have a couple ideas for a startup, but I'm fine already).
I want to live in my actual city (Madrid) forever.

Nothing really excites me. I'm not interested into displaying wealth or even trying to become rich because I want to avoid crime happening to me. Rich women bore me. Women bore me. They attract me, I fuck them and they bore me. I don't want kids. I don't want pressures in my life. I'm the unwanted product of unprotected sex. If a wealthy woman appears, a woman that can't ruin me financially and it's good, and let's me fuck other women if so I please (while she doesn't fuck anybody else) maybe I'd have kids.


But I have no illusions.
Playing VR games maybe.
Becoming a cyborg and exploring the Universe (if we get to that point).

I even think that the end of the human species is near. Not because of war or anything. We'll just trascend what it's now considered human. We will enhance our senses, enjoy the nanoworld, the picoworld, maybe other dimensions. It will be fun for a while. After that, emotions won't be needed (outdated mechanism of survival), and everything will be moot. We may be comprised into nanoscopic particles able to travel instantly from any part of the universe to the other.

My instincts dominate me (hunger, sexual desire...) but after I satisfy them, there's nothing. Reading about anti-aging and science, playing some games... but that's for a while. I'm self realized, but I don't want to impress. It seems that the approval of other people is what drives us. If you don't need it, you are psychologically dead.

Anybody feels like this?