Death is what gives life it's beauty.
While the beauty of death, itself, is debatable, it is truly the juxtaposition of death that flavors life.
Imagine, if you will, that there is no death. You have infinite time to do an infinite number of things. Eventually, perhaps quickly, those things you cherish begin to lose their luster. Some people would journey into true debauchery, just to elicit a response. This happens to some, even in the presence of death.
It is, however, with that could finality slowly, ominously, looming over us that we can enjoy our lives. Why? Because we have no other choice.
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