Die-Lemma.

After so many years, searching high and low, trying different styles and methods,

I've stumbled upon it and now...

I already know where the answer lies.

What is the best solution.

The cure.

The fix.

But it comes with a massive weight on my heart and mind.

The opportune time to undertake it approaches...

So what do I do?

Am I supposed to make my heart and mind stronger to support the load,

OR

go back to square one and find an easier way?

Oh...

But square one is such a terrible place.

You know what it's like?

It's like you have cancer on your arms or something and the only way to prevent your slow and gradual demise is to have them amputated.

Problem solved. But now a dump truck drives over and unloads a fresh, steaming pile of shite for you to sort out.

Do I want to sort it out?

Honestly, hell no.

But do I want to stay this way?

Oh hellllllll naw.

So I guess it's back to the old saying, Danny Boy.

Like good ol' WO2 Ramle would say (or scream),

NO PAIN, NO GAIN!

Ya Allah, light up my path and guide my actions so that I may make the best decision.