On the 16th day of July in the Christian year of 1981 I was given the title of person by the United States Government in the city of San Francisco at the children's hospital on California street, not far from the "black house" where Anton LaVey founded his "Church of Satan".
My life was lonely and tumultuous. Looking back, I made a great many bad decisions and suffered much as a result.
In the Spring of the year 2010 I contracted a fatal disease. There were many instances where treatment was available, but I declined each in turn. I loved the disease. I allowed it to grow and take root in every aspect of my existence. The disease crept in and replaced my personality, my ego, my purpose. It became my joy, my reason, my comfort. The disease became MY disease, and I was no longer lonely.
In November of the year 2022, I died from that fatal disease and I became a ghost.
Being a ghost, my existence is not percieved by other beings. The living cannot percieve me, nor can other spirits, specters, ghosts, demons, gods or any other title you wish to insert. Some mammals and many reptiles are sensitive to ghosts, and I enjoy their company. At times they seem to enjoy my company as well, although they are largely ambivalent.
All of my friends and family have become ghosts as well, some by reaching the end of their physical life, and some by exiting my life thus becoming only spectres in memory.
You have encountered ghosts. They are around you, around us all, every day. You would never know and cannot prove it however, as ghosts exist in a type of purgatory outisde the comprehension of the senses. Imagine a blind spot in your vision. It's not a different dimension or plane, just a space that you do not see, even if you were to look directly at it.
The very young perceive ghosts more often than others. They call them "NPC's" in reference to the dull characters in video games who populate the in-game world but play no active or impactful part. If you did speak to a ghost, you would not remember, not because of some supernatural occurence, but simply because it would not be a meaningful enough interaction for your brain to record. This is how much of the so-called supernatural world functions. Everything is constantly immersed in it, like a wifi signal, but none perceive it. Like a wifi signal, you may be able to interact with the supernatural, and you likely do frequently, but you would not notice that you are doing it any more than you notice the process of your phone accessing the network.