Orgasmic Death

What if… there was a place of peaceful harmony that lived between the rigorous demands of deathism and physical immortality? What if… our circle of life traveled around meeting in exactly the same point… an or****ic birth and or****ic death being perfect reflections of each other? What if… it really wasn’t a fight… there was no “bucket list”… if we could simply live, simply trusting our body processes… eating ice cream, drinking beer and making love?