Whether you choose or whether you don't, I leap from the peak to the hope of a bond. Attempts to extinguish my work's divine, Only hardens the grip-holds in time. What am I?
This is impossible to solve, because if I were telling the truth, then I would be lying, which doesn't make sense since I am telling the truth. If I am lying, then what I said was true and that doesn't make sense either.
