Viva la Revolucion

My eyes have been cleared.  The thirst for education and enlightenment is once again calling, screaming, begging for my attention.  The will to care has returned to me after so many days, weeks, and months wasted on senseless indulgences.  I'm a bit worn out, but still remain optimistic for I still see a hope in the unseen, a gleam of light for my inner revolution.  Cynics love to torment me.  And I embrace them, because I know that I will pull through while they sit on their asses pointing their fat fingers at me.  I still find some people repelling, and I will feel that way about these individuals for quite a while.  But let them be.  They need to live their own way too after all.