These bodies are small, and they die. All of them die. We live in denial of that. We can wake up, but we only sometimes do.
The thing is to live like you’re going to die. This can mean different things to different people, but you cannot change the fact of its truthfulness. The truth that it is full of is the fact of death being unavoidable for absolutely anyone and everyone ever to live. Well, us carnal folks, anyway. Us folk who have to die someday. I’m not sure how it works for the rest of them, but we all have death in common.
If death were escapable for someone, then that would give them quite the edge. You really couldn’t step to that. You’d have to respect it.