The incarnation of Plainred from City, Country, I, whom you call G-d, The Universe, The Source, Purpose, appoint you this destiny:
To suffer every single day; to struggle like a worm in the dirt. To perish every moment, every square inch of nerve-packed skin stripped or burned, and for you to be renewed at Our whim, that we may repeat this cycle until the last thought leaves your battered body.
That the stakes of destiny plunge into you, puncturing your organs, and that it should remain there until your body accustoms itself to the ache, till it no longer aches but is a dull pain, at which time We shall yank the stake free and unpuncture your organs that they may bleed anew, and pain returns greater than the first affliction.
That you shall feast abundantly on pain and grief, until you can stomach no more lest your organs tear, at which time you shall be forcefully fed a scrap of joy, that your confused body shall know not what to make of it - your tongue shall rejoice, but all else protests, as that small scrap of joy rips into your system to great injury for your indulgence.
That you may be kept alive for as long as this torture continues. Living, breathing, perfectly conscious.
That We shall go past every breaking point, yet you shall not have the peace of breaking.
That your misery shall drop to the earth as blood and sweat and other corporeal fluids, and as your parched body bakes in the sun, so shall the earth be heated and the plants grow green and nourished by your strife.
This is but a summation of your destiny: that every moment of peace shall be brief and soon followed by a fatal twist of anguish. And your anguish shall feed your joy, as your joy shall feed your anguish. That your modes of life shall be inseverably bound to that which causes death. This shall be your body, the vessel your spirit shall inhabit twice as long as its need for release, and for every need of release, this sentence gets ever renewed.
You shall see no end. And you shall forever live seeing no end.
This is My gift to you, O piteous spirit, for My love is everflowing.