What's "worth" dying for!

In the "Manifesto" cinema, there is this around 5 minutes of monologue in the beginning of the film, which raises questions about the whole existence of art culture. She starts with "Shit to Dante, shit to Montmartre", which precisely makes you move and sit more comfortably to listen to what's coming. And at some point, she starts talking about wars, heroes, deaths, war tragedies, honor...things like that, leaving the question "WHAT IS WORTH DYING FOR?"

Not that I have never thought about that, particularly while I like to read and watch, respectively books and cinemas of wars and chaos, I certainly wondered about "How can one be so enthusiastic about going to war". The last one that I watched was "All quiet on the western front", which also is one of my most adored books of Erich Maria Remark that I read in my teenage, having an everlasting scar in my heart.
In those types of contexts, the leaders and elders mostly talk about and prominently tend to highlight the notion of "Honor of dying for a cause" patriotism or some other Devine contexts.

Which also spontaneously reminds the very deeply-rooted ideology of Vikings once had, as we all are rather well aware of. I mean, a species with the very same emotional sense, capable of discerning the moral boundaries, raging from villages to villages, hunting people like animals, humiliating, stealing and everything, sometimes even just because they were suffering from the absence of war or adrenaline rush.

And yet...yet after all of that...they precisely believed that if they die while fighting, the Valkyries will come forth to collect their souls and take them to Valhalla!!
After a gallant observation and occasional queries from the victims (who attempted and of course failed), I give credence that suicide was not committed by the cowards but bravest people.

Recently, the rate and chaos about suicide has rather been disturbingly a part of nearly weekly diatribe of the town. Almost every now and then on regular basis, of various age and sex, people are committing suicide.

And to the pleasant bafflement as it seems, the "alluded" reasons are often stamped as sardonic, absolutely not worth dying for.

Then what is worth dying for? No...that is another context, for us let us not be swayed from the main verse of today's catechism.

Not WORTH dying?

Do you mean to express the actions and agonizing pain caused by others into one's life, which led them to pursue the most drastic and dreadful decision of life, only to end the suffering afflicted upon them?

Because to YOUR own judgement, that is bearable, tolerable, and possible to overcome.

Perhaps, that is right, and it is not improbable to conquer the circumstance, but who is audacious enough to determine that?

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