vassago

Life, for some people, is a bitter trial.
It is so, because they are aware of the hidden nightmare beneath waking life...
..the unending river of sadness.
They live at all times knowing it, feeling it.. hurting.

And there are those who are unaware. The vast legion of humankind...
Silly, decadent fuckers... trapped in mundane obsession.
Vane, selfish, and cruel.
They are bent on filling their endless, gluttonous appetites..
Screwing, eating, fighting, hating, and of course; dropping hordes of stupid offspring.

Still, there are others.
I see them.. just so often.
They know about fear, and lonliness.
They fully understand sadness.
In their eyes, I can see that they have suffered.
Still, they have survived. They have somehow (bewildering to me) faced the dark and moved on to a "higher" place...
They posses a bizarre light.. they radiate with it.
They know all of the horror, and yet they can HONESTLY smile. How.. how can they be this way?
These ones have stood in hell and transcended to a comfortable, loveable reality.

I want them.. I want this.