The Wheel of Fortune
Change, cycles, inevitable fate

The man holds the red container over his head and pours the gasoline onto his body.  He makes sure that every inch of himself is soaked with the fluid before dropping the container.  Reaching into his pocket, he retrieves a small lighter from his pocket.  The moment the fire touches his clothing he bursts into flames.

Death is fleeting.  It takes him for just a moment before releasing him.  He climbs out of the ashes of his old body and goes back out into the world, once again seeking a way to finally find the end.