An inspiration for a real sensation. Emancipation of my soul.

And my fixation is some information on this part's relation to

the whole. My aspiration is pure meditation: self-realization

that's the goal! But nonsense information breaks my concentration,

mundane sound vibration is taking control! Before I want to hear your

news, I want the news on me. Been caught up so long in all of

life's hype, I haven't had time to see that beneath the disguise

the real self lies which needs a soul satisfying activity. No,

I don't want to hear your news. I want the news on me. Turn down

that noise! Who are we essentialy? Beneath the smiles, profiles,

and styles, lies individuality. No more immense pretense, I'll take

down my fence. I want to know the real me. No more acts, I just

want some facts on the soul's real personality. But that news

confuses, misconstrues, and abuses. It blocks my view from what I

need to see. I want the news on me.