Octavarium

[Root]
Our deadly sins feel his mortal wrath
Remove all obstacles from our path

[Second]
Asking questions, search for clues
The answers been right in front of you

Ohai.

This is more than likely going to be a puss out blog. There is too much on my mind to make a solid post about anything. Though I feel the need to write anyways. I don't know why, to be honest. Maybe it's because just recently I had another person thank me for blogging? Maybe it's because some people say it's the only way they know what's going on in my head anymore? To those people I have this to say. You have no idea what's going on in my head if you're only reading this blog. You're getting the censored and condensed version that I want everyone to read. Nothing that's actually going on.
None of you can handle the truth...Or I'm a pussy.
Probably the second option...

Are you talking to yourself again?

Get the fuck out! No one invited you!

Ouch...Harsh much?

[Third]
Try to break through, long to connect
Fall on deaf ears and failed muted breath

[Fourth]
Loyalty, trust, faith, and desire
Carries love through each darkest fire

God damn, I need an idea. A passion. A love. I'm starting to get in a rut because I'm stuck in a rut as far as my life goes. Most people call it growing up, or the norm. I would like to think that there is more than just this shit that I've been doing for the past week, but I'm starting to think that there isn't, either. Everyday recently, it's the same thing. Wake up, go to work, come home, try to make plans, everyone's busy, write a blog, go to bed, and repeat. It's almost like being at the factory again, except the going to work part isn't 100% awful. I just...

Ugh...

A group of people I know went to the hookah bar tonight. I wanted to go...So damn bad. I've needed to relax like non other. The whole no sleep thing doesn't help. I didn't have time to go, though. One, I'm living at home, so that means I have to abide by my parents rules. Which aren't by any means harsh or anything, just sometimes annoying. That's parents for you though. Two, I have to go to work tomorrow in the AM...More than likely working a double. So if I can at least get an hour of sleep before then, I'll be good.

[Fifth]
Tortured insanity, a smothering hell
Try to escape but to no avail

[Sixth]
The calls of admirers who claim they adore
Drain all your life blood while begging for more

Two more stanzas...Two more stanzas and you can be done with this crap...

[Seventh]
Innocent victims of merciless crimes
Fall pray to some madmen's impulsive designs

[Octave]
Step after step we tray controlling our fate
When we finally start living, it's become to late
I think that's where I'm at...
So there you go. All that's on my mind. Nothing crazy going on in the mind of Jeff Lipton tonight
Hi, my name is Jeff Lipton...
TRAPPED INSIDE THIS OCTAVARIUM!
and I'm the worst liar in the world.
TRAPPED INSIDE THIS OCTAVARIUM!
But what do you care?
TRAPPED INSIDE THIS OCTAVARIUM!
There' so much more...
I think I should end this now, before it gets out of hand.
That none of you will ever know.
TRAPPED INSIDE THIS OVTAVRIUM!
Just the way I like it.
Obai.