Making our plans in a castle of sand as our dreams get
 dragged to sea. You say you're independent; well is that
 a fact? It's by creation's donation that you are maintained
 but you'd rather turn your back. In defense of reality!
 Today's modern science is your modern religion. Guesswork
 taught as fact--"Don't talk back"--blind faith in their decision.
 You say explosion started creation, and we're just chemical
 combinations, but would you take the same stand if there was
 a gun in my hand? Or wouls you beg for your salvation?
 In defense of reality? Actually, these conclusions prove
 their insanity! A creation without a creator...Can it be?
 Just like a painting without a painter...absurdity! No,
 I don't wanna run away, I want to embrace reality.
 "The News"
 An inspiration for a real sensation. Emancipation
 of my soul. And my fixation is some infromation 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
 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 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