I don't believe there is such a thing as death or oblivion, life was forced and will be forced upon us again and again, different worlds, different laws, An entertainment for whatever has the power to create universes, this madness made out of nothingness.
There is nothing that make less sense than life or our self made universe. What is the point of life, why does it even exist? Why would there be such thing as death or an end to our suffering? Nothing should ever have came to exist, yet we are there.
It's useless to attempt to decipher death, only through it can one find the answers to all this nonsense, Until then, one can only hope, and most of all, dream.