I read a fictional book for school once, if I could only remember the title, about a man who in his twenties had drank from the fountain of youth when he was younger. He talked about how for the first while it was great cause he kpet in good health and feeling young. But then in later years he came to regret it, because all of his friends and family grew up, moved on, and eventually died and he would remain. He also had to keep relocating himself every so often because over years of being in the same place people would become suspicious of his eternal youth and begin to question why he didn't age. It didn't sound like a lot of fun.

I think death is a necessary part of life. It helps if you look at death as not an end, but a transition. Death is the transition stage between this life on earth, and he afterlife, or reincarnation whatever you may believe. By denying that phase, you are denying the progression of your soul...