Pleasure and security. Having as much pleasure as I want - as I need. Should it end? Possibly. I'm not certain. Most pleasure has an end. Sometimes pleasure can be for nothing, but we still grow old. A cell divides, divides again, divides again, and things can happen. Not always the right things. Sometimes pleasure happens up to death, sometimes on purpose that way.
Over, and over, and over, and over again. The fun has its end. I don't want it. I want protection, enough I'd take drastic measures. Nothing too bad, I won't force it on you. When I'm here it's for an experience, and if I'm not protected for it then I may as well be dead. Most would settle for no more pleasure, but not consciously unless it's taken before their eyes.