The Cur(s)e

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Riddles are the favourite playthings of an idle and der(a)il'd mind:

It is both a curse and its own cure. Poised on the truth it poisons the heart with its seeming omnipotence. Its mastery is both a gift and a burden of great power and responsibility. But, ultimately, amidst all this lament, this purgatory of doubt, it stands tall, a beacon of incorruptible truth: it is my church, and there I go to heal my hurts.

What is the answer to this riddle? This question is rhetorical, yet quintessential. For the answer is a different one for each and every one of us. So, what is the answer to this riddle for YOU?