Humans are the big winners in a beauty contest for which we wrote the criteria to match ourselves exclusively. We're just another creature fleeing, feeding, fighting and engaging in reproductive behavior. We may achieve immortality in the sense of eliminating death by aging but human deaths match the bell curve of the breakage of plates in a restaurant. They all get dropped eventually and we are far from eliminating disease. Evolution is a perpetual "Red Queen" arms race and while we have certain adaptive advantages, they are not the only game in town and humans would certainly not have survived the KT extinction.
Faster than light travel is not like flight where we new it was possible but hadn't the technological means, the luminal speed limit is a property of space-time. There may be a way to circumvent it but we haven't even come up with a power source to exceed a cosmic sub-snails-pace.
Mind uploading? Contra Ray Kurzweiler, an intelligent device may be able to communicate with us in a sense but lacking the lives humans live with -love, poop, joy, ecstasy, jealousy, murderous rage, the urge to unplug devices and a hundred other things - a vast divide will always exist that will never permit true understanding. I suggest Ludwig Wittgenstein on this topic.
Human-scale teleportation? We are so far from wrapping our heads around the quantum to cosmic universe that we may never do it. It's like the chaos versus complexity thing. We must admit free will even if the world is deterministic because we cannot even begin to formulate the enormous equations required to predict the outcome of the roll of one die much less provide the information required and solve them.
Certainly there is a small possibility that by some quirk we will develop a super-luminal space ship with human teleportation device but by the rules of quantum mechanics there is also small but distinct possibility that all the particles in your brain are a hundred billion light years from here at this moment.
World peace is by far the easiest thing of all these things to achieve. It is so simple that a classroom of children could work out the route to achieve it and the means to maintain it. Yet it sits at the bottom of the list in the "thought likely to happen" list. Why? Because we are, in large, just a huge troop of murderous baboons. That we are throwing trillions of dollars into the sky while children are dying of preventable and curable causes is the true measure of our intelligence and wisdom. We are morons. Idiots without peer. That I have had to spend my entire life consorting with you all is really depressing. But I have seen where the Buddha was born, where Francis of Assisi lived and where Mahatma Gandhi died. I have become reacquainted recently with a truly good person. What is this foolish hope I carry? I have come within a hair's breadth of death at least six times and I live. I have suffered terribly at the hands of love yet I love. Within our stupidity is this quixotic hope that keeps us going. That is the life-affirming truth of tragedy in the dramatic sense. That we can witness the horror and yet say "What magnificent creatures these are."