Things these days are not simple. I made a post some time ago about going to Canada. Well, I've put some actual thought behind that and decided against it. I then thought about Seattle, but like Canada, it's got its drawbacks... not only that I have acknowledged, but Nic as well. So, with all things considered... the Denton or Dallas area will be most suitable for Nic/myself. Don't bitch... don't say shit about my change of heart. Well Anyway. I have come to hate the fact that I have been working constantly, but I can accept it ONLY because that it is providing me with the opportunity to later flourish into that which I want most. I hate that I have turned my back on everything except my main goal. I wish there were some way to do more than wake up at roughly Noon, throw on clothes, dirty or clean, regardless of showering yet, whipe the sleep from my eyes, drive into work, do what I'm supposed to there, take my breaks which consist mostly of me waiting til everyone else is gone, getting a cigarette in the smoke-room, and then returning back to my business. I get done with work around 11:00 PM every night. There's no reason for me to work longer hours, because the night shift is in full swing by that time... but regardless, it's going to happen soon. When work is over, I walk to my truck, crawl in, sit there for a few seconds with my head hung in despise, twist the key, pull out of the parking-lot, drive the 20-something minutes home, come inside sit in front of this machine, and spatter out nonsense and lyrics until I get tired... usually around this time... and I pass out. I wake to the same nonsensical bullshit every day. I'm thinking about writing everyone here off entirely. Even though I don't have any friends, I'd rather not pretend to befriend those who likewise pretend to be my friend. It's disgusting. Well, enough of you too... read this, reply or dont... I'm not in the caring mood right now. I can't wait to leave this all...
And Your Ashes Befell Me:
and then i lost you again
let me think where i should begin
this story is played out like the rest
i've seen my sins i did reflect
and i have seen you at your best
it ass been far too long
since when does anyone really belong
he said rise up to your feet
and then i heard the prophet speak
my heart and soul
where did they go
ripped from the inside
but no-one knows
my sweetest gift
that shroud of lies
in the pit of my stumach
i see what i despise
and it's been far too long
since when does anyone really belong
so rise up to your feet
then i heard the prophet speak
if you seek the answers you will see
-you will see
-you will see
-you will...
we as humans find what we hold to be true to reign supreme,
and we as americans find what we know to be true to be simply convenient,
alas there is no debate left unfinished and no question left unanswered,
we as a species are overdue for moral anihilation with a possible overdose on reality.
and now i've found you again
lost like all the rest
blind and ignorant
and the whisper carried through the crowd
your whisper carried through the crowd
so rise up to your feet
and you will see,
the blind shall SEE,
so rise up from your knees,
and you will see,
the blind shall SEE,
so rise up to your feet,
and you will see,
the blind shall SEE,
so rise up from your knees,
and you will see,
the blind man SEES... that there is no god...