Death is indeed a protector of life. If one has to never face a death, would one live life with any meaning? – If, we don’t have any deadline, would targets be, would they matter, would we even try to do anything? If everything we love – lives forever, would one ever struggle, would one make sacrifices? – If there’s no concept of death, would species keep evolving? And if one would leave evolving, then won’t death encompass every being so that there won’t be any life anymore??
Truly, it’s the very death that makes us realize the value of life – how to live, how to become better, how to make lives of others better – so in long-term also better is our own life and life of whatever we leave behind. What remains a point of life, if it comes without surety of death? Death makes life relevant.
It is a death of previous elements that make a place for new ones… and hence the life grows. What’s a death – if not the one in which what dies just melts into an essence, loosing its form but allowing new forms to emerge, making a place for new interactions to take place. Perhaps, that’s why they say dead is not actually dead, but just transitioned.
Things we come to know as immortal and undead are stuck in a place where they can’t grow anymore – their very strength (presumed) is their flaw. Perhaps, that’s why wise writers and philosophers never wished what they leave behind to live forever; No true hero or warrior every wished to be idolized – to be cherished to remain forever.
Yet one thing that’s truly immortal and still growing is “Life”, and only thing that keeps it on the hook is its very antonym “Death”.
Look at this very moment, for if it won’t die, would we – by self – push ourselves to move into another?