an inspiration for a real sensation. emacipation 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 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 essentially? 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 facts, 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.