Over the course of my life, I have become quite devout in my belief in the “rule of opposites”. It has become very clear to me that opposites are necessary to give meaning to each other.
Can anyone truly appreciate pleasure without also knowing pain? Can anyone really know love without also knowing hate? Evil gives meaning to goodness, just as cruelty does to kindness, and ugliness to beauty.
Life without death couldn’t ever be nearly as sweet. There would be no motivation to learn and to grow, other than to simply escape the tedium. There would be no need to discover our purpose in this life, no reason to be better from one day to the next, no reason to try to do as much as we can in the time that we have, and no reason to even bother with pondering the meaning of it all.
Seasons of life are inherent to all aspects of nature for a reason. There must always be an end if there is ever to be a beginning and “life” it what happens in between.