Sometimes just to laugh at, sometimes just to cry at.
It's the pique that separates us thinking star stuff from the hydrogen atoms; the wiggle in the n-th dimensional that wraps back into the 1D point that spawned it all.
It's simply nothing more than life, when it's allowed to vibe and be before 'thoughts of should' come in.
When you hear it, listen a bit. You may be surprised at what you find.
This little fella's name is Yeet! with an exclamation mark.
Neither evil nor good, he's simply an entropist, symmetrical on the quantum level but boy, does he look weird from up here!