we're headed to el musica fest

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something that may become something more...

scream it out now
scream it out loud
we fall and we break
in chaos we live
so scream it out
scream it out loud

living upside down
spinning out of order
clinging to chaotic lies
broken up inside
just scream it out
bring us to life

these notes are out of order
these people without hope
hopeless dreams of romance
these people cannot cope
scream it out
i wanna scream it out now
i wanna live it out loud

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concert coming up on thursday at riverland

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i feel the scorn of nations, the loss of ambitions.
i slink in spite of victory, break in fear of glory.
i am nothing i was ever meant to be, broken and blind i cannot see.
hell grasps cold hands round my throat, yet i breathe and i gloat.
what am i but a hypocrite; a broken, lying thief?
i stand astonished at complexities, yet laugh at extremities.
hell burns my vision, and smoke eats my lungs.
i scream out to the maker of heaven and earth; oh my God!

Vices

I'm addicted to my vices
I'm stuck here in my crisis

I don't know where it ends
And I can feel the heat from my vices
I don't know when to call it quits
Feeling the burn from my vices
Can't scream it out anymore
Can't get free from my vices!

Wind caught up in your hair
Lipstick smudged on your cheek

My vices,
I can't break out of this
Trapped in my crises

Can't get free from my vices!
I'm stuck here in my crisis
Can't break free from these devices!
I'm stuck here with my vices!

I want it here, I want it now!
I want this thing, I want it now!
I want my vices!
Oh, this crisis! Oh, my Lord

Save me from my desires
I'm lost in my vices
I'm lost in my crisis
But I want this right here

I think I'm a slave to my vices
I want out of this crisis!
Addicted to these vices,

Lord, I want out of my vices!


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~Daniel Hanson

Late Night

i'm addicted to these late nights
times when i'm alone in fright
thinking things i should not know
hating things like they are foe

rushing the night
screaming, we weep
broken inside
there's nothing to keep
us from running out

living for the night at hand
i can't break free, don't wanna break
under pressure i could never stand
i don't wanna know, don't wanna think i'm a fake

rushing the night
screaming, we weep
broken inside
there's nothing to keep
us from running out

hold out on me, please hold out on me!
i want a reason to fail
just give up on me, give up
i want an excuse lose

hold out on me this time
please hold out on me
give up on me this rhyme
please give up

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Daniel Hanson

not who i was

Sinister claws at my mind
Ripping in two
these thoughts of mine

Sinister words at my tongue
Screaming evil words
From deep in my lungs

Sinister thoughts at my heart
Tearing this person
Who I was apart


I don't know who I am
Or why I'm destroying
Everything I was
I don't love who I've become
Or why, what life I had left
I threw out last night


Evil times we are in
Evil trances
Take root from sin

Evil people we are now
Tearing friendships
Down along with vows

Evil ideas we think
Trying our hardest in
Adversity not to blink


I don't know who I am
Or why I'm destroying
Everything I was
I don't love who I've become
Or why, what life I had left
I threw out last night


But I've become something
I can't stand
I'm the very person I once hated
I hate this filthy hand


I don't know who I am
Or why I'm destroying
Everything I was
I don't know why I left
To be replaced with
This monster I've become


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~Daniel Hanson

Superficial Life

Superstition, superfiction
All this in my head
Screams superfanticism
It's like a supercollision

Screaming from this glass cage
Superillusions cloud my brain
Can't see with supervision
Weighing down on me is superinveracity

Fleeing from these lies,
I'm fleeing from these lies!
I can't take this stuff you tell me
I can't take this fake wise

Supercollection of the superinfection
Like a rollercoaster upside-down
Superinfatuation with our complexion
Like a movie star who's superbrown

Fleeing from these lies,
I'm fleeing from these lies!
I can't take this stuff you breathe
I can't breathe this air and die

Superinactive activists
Supercoincidencedental over affection
Aflictions in the supernova society
Superindestructable superheroes

Superartificial vainity
Obsessed with this incredible mess
Over impressed with this superhumanity
Superfond of frivilous tendencies

Fleeing from these lies,
I'm fleeing from these lies!
I don't want this life you live
I don't want this stuff you spy

Getting out! I'm getting out!
Giving up! I'm giving it up!
I'm feeling empty
I'm feeling broken

I don't want this life you live
I want the life you leave!
I'm leaving broken pieces behind
I'm leaving this lie you live

Fleeing from these lies,
I'm fleeing from these lies!
I can't take this stuff you do
I can't stand the way you try
I can't belive the way you lie
I'm fleeing all these lies

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~Daniel Hanson

blue berry song

Blue berries grow on,
Blue trees.
Red berries grow on,
Red trees.
Green berries grow on,
Green trees.
But yellow berries grow on,
Brown trees.

Kid, "But what color trees to orange berries grow on?"

Orange berries grow on,
No trees.

Blue berries grow on,
Blue trees.
Red berries grow on,
Red trees.
Green berries grow on,
Green trees.
But yellow berries grow on,
Brown trees.

© Hansonbroco.net

Composed by: Daniel Hanson, Andrew Hanson, Corey Hanson and Patrick Hanson.

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What I look like in my head......my profile pic is what I really look like...

for the sake of writing

i often write the title to my blog, then i will expend an enormous amount of time and energy trying to make the blog fit into the title. this time however i am going to be writing the blog first, then entitling it. i am also going to be typing the entire blog lowercase. i think it's pretty cool when people do that, so i'm gonna try it. if i mess up on the lowercase. forgive. i am new to this endevour. i hope i am successful. if i am not, if i forget, if the world breaks in half because of this great shock to the system, than i guess we'll know i am not meant to type like this. but thus far it is working out alright.

with my introduction out of the way, i can continue onto something. possibly it will be more entertaining than what i've written, thus far. perhaps it won't. will you come with me on this journey of mine, and follow me into the unknown and beyond? if so, continue reading as you have for the past few moments. if not, exit out of this page and hope that next time, if there is a next time, because you were able to recover from this time, that whatever you read, whether in my blog, which i doubt anyone would come back to a blog by someone who's writings turned them off, in someone else's blog, in a book, in a newspaper, which i don't make a habit of reading, on the internet, or anywhere else you may find literature to read, that you find it more enjoayable a read than this.

there. with both my introduction, and my introduction to my introduction out of the way, i can continue on as planned. now you may think that after all that, 'there must be a surprise ahead, else this odd guy wouldn't have been wasting his tiem with such a lengthy introduction and introduction to the introduction. well i am sorry to be the bearer of incredibly bad news, but i have no surprises planned for the ending of this blog. that however means nothing, seeing as how random thoughts often pop in and out of my head like that old game frogger, when the frog jumps across the street and river into one of five spots on the otherside, hopefully not the one with the croc, hopefully the one with the fly. however i don't want you to get your hopes up, because as random as i can be, there are many times when i can be equally non random. i was looking for the antonym of random, however i found none. that's why i said non random.

so to conclude this discussion of if or if not, and who or who not, and what and what not, I will say, simply, we cannot truly know what we aim to accomplish unless we know what we want to accomplish it for. in essence, if we are fighting for te sake of fighting, what reason is there to fight? however if we are fighting to protect someone we love, well then, we fight for a reason. if we aim to accomplish something great, with no motive, we are lost. if we aim to accomplish something great, for someone or something or God, well then and then only, are we truly accomplishing something great.

Listening

As I sit, listening to rain drops

Falling on the cobble stone street

As I stand looking out the window

Watching lightning fight

As I walk, under mighty oak trees

Water on my face

I listen to the birds chirp

I hear the bees sing

I know that I am growing,

Young!

As I sit, listening to rain drops

Falling on my head

As I stand, looking at the birds

Eating all the worms

As I walk, watching all the children

Running in their homes

I listen to the rain plop

I hear the grass sing

I know that I am growing,

Young!

I listen to the birds chirp

I hear the bees sing

I know that I am growing,

Young!

...the thoughts of 1:19am through...........

This is the place where someone would normally type a simple sentence to start off their blog, in which they hope someone will read. That wasn't a simple sentence, but it had a very simple truth to it. I do not do things normally and do not consider myself to be normal. Many people claim this, but fewer practice it. I'm homeschooled so I think I'm entitled to the claim. Honestly I do think I am, in many ways abnormal. Not in the fact that I stay up late. 1. I drive next to the yellow line. Not the white line. Most people are too scared, I think, to drive next to the yellow line, like is proper. 2. I wave at people while I drive. Although this may not be abnormal, where I live it seems to be becoming more so. 3. I'm not racist but I say things that some people think are meant racist. Normally someone would follow this up with some disclaimer explaining what that last line meant, or even delete that last line. I'm not normal. 4. I don't like chocolate. 5. I only like a selection of nuts and not in anything at all.6. I just like doing things differently than I see others doing them.

I hope everyone enjoyed reading this.

~Daniel Hanson

This Ain't Love

We've never felt love, but, oh! We wish we could
We never fell in love, that way, we wish we would

But what is love? What makes us come
to that realization that we're in love?


This ain't love! Oh!
No, love just ain't for us, Honey!
But this ain't love!


Oh, we're not in love, no, love ain't for us
Cuz love is something we'll never be sure of
And we'll never fall in love, no, love ain't for us


Cuz, Honey, this just ain't love!
We ain't got the game for this love
The cards are all used up, honey
But I can tell you, this ain't love!


What is love? Who are you?
What are we? Who am I?
And what is love? What is pain?
What is fame? But mostly, just tell me, what is love!

And this ain't love, no, it feels like love
But this ain't love, yeah, you can make your bets!
Pile high the cash and cigarettes!
But you'll lose it all on me, honey,
This ain't love!
Love is something we've never met
I ain't got the heart for this stuff
This stuff we call love, but honey, this ain't love!

Composer: Daniel Hanson.

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Compilation

The complexities of life often drown one till certain death. We try to know everything, yet are willing to learn nothing. We attend universities, yet grasp only concepts that bring us riches and learn nothing of real value. We attend philosophy lectures, we learn how NOT to learn. We will attend an evolutionary seminar and soak it up as fact, even when it is ALL [un]educated assumptions. We will listen to what simple, incompetent, stupid, foolish men, who call themselves educated to the highest degree, will say, while we ignore what our Omnipotent, Omniscient, Omnipresent God HAS said. Where do i get the authority to call these "learned men" fools? You ask. Romans 1:21-22 says, 'Because that, when they knew God, they glorified [him] not as God, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their FOOLISH heart was darkened. Professing themselves to be wise, they became FOOLS" (emphasis added). That is where I get my authority to call these "great learned" evolutionists and atheists (which in reality do not exist) fools. Psalms 14:1 "The fool hath said in his heart, [There is] no God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, [there is] none that doeth good." And yet we soak up what they say. What does this make us? Fools of course. Any man who would say there is no God, is in fact a fool. The earth boasts of our father's Glory, and everything in it. Creation screems "Creator!" We look at a building and think, "The builder of theat building was very talented". And we look at creation and think, "Oh, yeah. This all came from an EXPLOSION (and may I add here, that explosions DESTROY, not create?) that came from nowhere and caused matter to be created that eventually broke all the laws of science thousands of times to make life and in many different forms. Yeah big deal. psh!"

I'm going to tell you all a story. Once upon a time, several BILLIONs of years ago, I think about twelve billion to be exact, somewhere out in space, there were two particles (no one knows where these two particles came from, or why they happened to come together in the perfect direction, or how they gained momentum) that sped towards each other at speeds of a greater magnitude than is known to the common man. When they collided they created an aluminum can, perfect with the tab and all. About two billion years of floating around the aluminum can went through an asteroid field and painted red in certain places, not in others. the way it was painted made a beautiful label that said Coke. About a billion years later, a nice sugary brown liquid poured into it and filled it up. That is how we got the coke can. Ridiculous? No. Not if you believe that all living things came from the big bang. Maybe you scoff at the can idea, but why? It is much more logical that something dead could form than something alive.

Are you a "Good Person"? Well let's find out. We will use the Law of God. The Ten Commandments. They are the only holy and just standard. Have you ever lied? (it doesn't matter how white or black the lie. Even answering these questions?) That makes you a liar. Have you ever stolen? (value is irrelevant) That makes you a thief. Have you ever committed adultery? (Jesus said whosoever looks upon a woman to lust, has in his heart, already committed adultery. Sex before marriage counts too) Have you ever murdered? (Jesus said that if you hate, you have already murdered in your heart) Have you ever blasphemed God's Holy name? That is taking your creators name, the one who created your very soul, and using it as a cuss word. (keep in mind this is only five, and there are five more) If you have done any of these, than on judgment day, you will be found guilty before God, and being just, God MUST send you to hell forever.

The Bible commands us to boast of God's glory to the WHOLE world. It is By God's GRACE that we are saved! And we spit in His face! We could never even begin to imagine who our God really is! Oh, when I meet Him face to face. When He says unto me, "Well done good and faithful servant." I will run to Him and wrap my arms around Him, at the same time feeling completely unworthy of being there with Him. Because I am completely unworthy. Yet He loves me! Oh! The joy that my Creator loves ME! And then, he died for ME. He could have packed up thousands of years ago and just wiped us all clean off the face of the earth, and wiped us from His mind. But no, instead He died for us.

But on to other things that are more pleasant of speaking of. It seems that when the rain falls, things come alive. When the sun shines out of the ground things will spring. When we walk into the dark and our eyes don't adjust, we'll fall into a pit and never stop our decent. When we find it hard to breathe and that last breath won't come, we pass from here to there. When we find the end of the road we'll keep walking and fall off the edge of the world. When we find ourselves alone, we find how alone we really have been. It sometimes feels like the world is caving in - It is. We hope for a new day, but when that day comes we become ungrateful. We long for the sunshine at night, we long for night at day. We all want to heal our broken hearts but when they're healed we want to break them. We hold on just so we can let go. We feel broken until we've broke, then we want to go back.
-we don't wanna stop walking because it hurts too much, so we don't walk at all. we don't wanna stop breathing because it hurts too much, so we never took our first breath. we don't wanna stop speaking truth, so we spend all our time telling lies. we feel so lost at night and we don't know who we are, we don't know if we've ever even lived. we don't know how to talk and laugh.




These are the dictionary definitions. I did not add or take away.

Omnipotent - almighty or infinite in power, as God.
Omniscient - having complete or unlimited knowledge, awareness, or understanding; perceiving all things.
Omnipresent - present everywhere at the same time: the omnipresent God.
Incompetent - not competent; lacking qualification or ability; incapable: an incompetent candidate.
Simple - not grand or sophisticated; unpretentious: a simple way of life.
Foolish - 1. resulting from or showing a lack of sense; ill-considered; unwise: a foolish action, a foolish speech. 2. lacking forethought or caution. 3. trifling, insignificant, or paltry.

~Daniel Hanson