Forces Inside Me

Lyrics

[Intro – Filtered Voicemail Loop]

(Lo-fi, slightly distorted, looping in background)
Yo, what's up, this is Jiggity Jake
Not the real one, just a message I made
Leave your name, leave your diggity deets
I'll call you right back, you crazy friggity freaks

(Loop fragments: "not the real one… not the real one…")

[Verse 1 – Sparse, breath-led delivery]

Wait now, delete
I don't mean to offend
Minds and timelines
Where I like to extend

Breakneck pace
Put me in last place
Ever since the Databass
Grace misplaced

Not erased
As it turns out
Doubt and hope
Never burn out

Entirely
Maybe inspiring
Either that
Or maybe tiring

[Pre-Chorus – Pulse thickens slightly]

One force rising
One force fades
Moment to moment
That's how I'm made

[Chorus – Mantra, restrained melody]

I don't know
There are these forces that drive me
I check them out
With the blind eye inside me

For the life of me
They hide in me
Cry in me
Live and die in me

[Verse 2 – More rhythmic but still minimal]

Like a cascade
Born as another fades
"I" arise
Do this thing
Get played

Turns out
That's how I get made
Moment to moment
Moment again

Glad I've got
Some real friends
Forces waiting
Around the bend

Beginning
End
Can't tell which

[Pre-Chorus]

Certain vantage
For now
Don't turn it
Sacred cow

Deep sacred bow
Tip of the hat
Check it out
And leave it at that

[Chorus – Slight harmonic expansion]

I don't know
There are these forces that drive me
Blind eye
Inside me

For the life of me
They hide in me
Cry in me
Live and die in me

[Verse 3 – Beat drops slightly, more space]

Monkey on a rock
Diggin' country, bebop, hip hop
Inner cop stops
Locks
Pops

Problem escalation
One seven billionth population
Start right here
Where I am

Yosemite Sam
Heart pumpin'
Breath jumpin'

Break somethin'
Make somethin'
Not sure

[Final Chorus – Thinned down, almost whispered]

I don't know
For the life of me
Forces hide in me
Live and die in me

[Outro – Loop dissolves]

(Voicemail fragment returns faintly)
Not the real one…
Not the real one…
Not the real one…

Interpretation

Multiplicity without a controller. Treats identity as a dynamic field where forces arise and dissolve—hope and doubt coexisting, agency appearing moment-to-moment rather than as a fixed "I." Humor and voicemail skits open into a sincere inquiry about attention, pace, grace, and friendship as stabilizers. The "blind eye" is introspective awareness—observing impulses without owning them. Resolution is not certainty but bowing to the moment, refusing to fossilize perspective. This was the first song Jacob wrote, likely 2015. It started as a silly voicemail greeting, and then evolved into this exploration of introspective awareness. There was an original rough recording, and his Quebecois girlfriend, Marie-France Montpetit (Suleyka) later collaborated to improve the production quality. Emotional vector: playful entrance → existential curiosity → cyclical becoming → grounded humility.