When you look up at the sky to see infinite possibilities, you’re looking at yourself! You are eternal, but experiences aren’t. The experiences are what die, and they’re living and dying, rising and falling every moment — the starlings in the sky are already gone. We don’t mourn the small deaths all throughout life, and our time here playing our roles is just as brief in the grand scheme. Death isn’t the end! It’s just another birth, just like all moments are.