Life is but a nightmare, wrapped tightly by ones own twisted desires. The only help for which you can seek does not come from a doctor or a priest, for there is no religion or remedy known to this green Earth capable of providing you with true happiness. The cure lies somewhere else, somewhere deep within life itself. The door that provides entry to life is really nothing more than a darkened hallway leading you blindly towards the river of death.

I suppose you could even say that life is death, and death is life.