Human civilization is not immortal, you know. Even if we manage to avoid the death trap that is this Earth, and even IF we manage to free ourselves from these weak fleshbag bodies so that we may exist in enviroments that are uninhabitable to biological lifeforms, we would still be limited by the lifetime of our universe.

It makes a nice pairing with the nutty, honey-laden brewate, a baklavalike dessert made with almonds, sesame seeds, and orange blossom water.

"Methinks 't were sweet once more to see Our native forest shade, And the wild streamlet leaping free Along the sparkling glade,...

The French have a word for it: cohabitation. It can mean politicos of different persuasions tolerating each other, or loving couples moving in together.