The sweetest of all is to die for self-verifiable truth.
It is the only time you can be certain that what you do is intrinsically glorious and wondrously sublime.
Of course it is a sacrifice to give up one's life - but for the secondary gain of a mansion in a vast garden flowing with rivers of water, honey and wine and in each room with some 70 + ladies eagerly awaiting you with their vaginas and intact hymens is manifestly tainted.
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