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There is a curse to exist. Cursed is the very permanence in that world. More cursed is our inability to understand the reason for so much pain in this existence. To die, that nothing, death does not free us from grief, you can believe. Death is an illusion, as is life. Burning with pain and suffering in this accursed world is our lot. We exist, we don't live. Living would be wonderful, full, illusory and false. There is no life, there is only this cursed existence full of pain and suffering, anguish, weeping and sadness.