Why do all of the science fiction authors have all of the really good ideas already?

My friend Gavin has been increasingly interested in the singularity, whereby
the quiddity of humanness is uploaded into a computer, to reside there. I
think the definition of the singularity has something to do reaching the
moment where the boundary between a human individual entity and the
technology that surrounds them becomes transparent, or disappears
altogether.

It struck me this weekend that if you can upload an intelligence , a person,
a being, a soul, into a peice of technology, then you would probably be
living at a moment when technology was advanced enough to be able to build a
body from the amino acid's up. You would also probably have solved the meat
to storage device transfer problem and the reverse. You upload a person,
grow a body and download the person into the new body.

You could probably grow the body without utilizing breeding women (I think
this theme is described in the later Dune novels). This would also be
different from quantum teleportation, which is a ground up build from the
quantum qubuits of a large structure, and due to decoherence it is a hard
problem to resolve. Molecules are more stable than quantum states, and so
you just need to knit a bunch of them together to build up a human body.

We can't travel faster than light. We just can't. So you upload your
population, ship em off, and rebuild them when you find a suitable location.
It might take a while, so you can send out multiple copies to increase the
likelihood of finding a nice new home.