I curse this ephemeral body.
This body that embraces a mind that shuts off once death appears. I curse this body for dying.
I am worthless. Powerless.
Nothing can be done to cease this aging process, nothing can be done to become interminable. This mind will disappear.
I curse you for giving me the power to see, the power to hear, the power to taste and smell and change lives.
I curse you for giving me wonders and then ripping them from me.
I curse you for providing fear an wonder, lack of knowledge and wisdom.
I curse you Life. I curse you Creation for damming me.
I no sooner grow younger than the ducks in the pond.
I curse you Life.
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