Perhaps it is a bizarre dream, perhaps an indescribable thing.
Perhaps it is familiar, perhaps it is horrifying.
Like a person, like a ghost; god, immortal, demon, monster.
There are no answers, no reasons.
It may exist in the present world, or be imagined by the mind.
Uncertain, never guaranteed.
No need to ask whether it makes sense, no need to worry about logic.
Happiness is nothing more than eating, drinking, and having fun.
