The illusion of happiness is a costly one to sustain. In fact, the longer you are trapped in that illusion, the more costly it becomes. Pain is the surest way to come out of that illusion, to appreciate life for the cluster fuck it is most of the time and to rebuild ourselves on the foundation of a perhaps stronger illusion until we muster enough pain to shatter it. It's a vicious cycle you see. You can spend a phenomenal amount of time trying to sustain your illusion of happiness, to make it real. In the end there's one outcome that you can almost always expect. Pain. So what does it profit anyone to submit themselves to such a betraying cycle of life? The thrill of living in a moment that feels for the while it lasts, like true, genuine happiness. To share a moment with another person, to share in who they are and to relish in their illusion as well. It could last days, years even. It could be the most comforting feeling but be warned, it is only an illusion. Those who unders