What's the point? No one escapes death. Kobe dies. Priests die. Heroes who save people from death, both the heroes and the saved die.
So what do we do? Enjoy the things that make us happy? Do we really do that? If that was the case, then why not all of us just take walks on long beaches and listen to good music?
All the money, all the accomplishment, all the good/bad, nothing matters. In the end, it's all gone. It's like trying to paint a beautiful landscape with chalk as it starts to rain. What are you trying to do? You really think that all the happiness you get from making a "masterpiece" will bring you to death safe in mind?
Every single thing is meaningless. The music we listen to, the people we're with, the conversations we have, it all disappears when we leave. People always talk about how they want to live a meaningful life. Those people will die, it's like trying to enjoy your last thoughts before you're executed. No one is executing me and I promise whoever leaving that no one alive will escape what they have. Scream if you're the last person on Earth and the ground is shaking on your feet. Think about your ******g family or whatever and what made you happy.
Now revel in the fact that it'll be gone very soon forever. **** being good, **** being bad, having fun, being angry, at the end of the day, we all finish in the same manner.