Breaking the rules

In this world we live in we all follow some basic social rules. Those things that arent to terribly important or life threataning but still we somehow allways know what to do or not do. Like saying bless you, keeping your personal space, eye contact, and other such things. But for once try life on the wild side, and see how people react when you do somehting compleatley abnormal. Now im not saying go punch someone, break a law, or do anything bad. Try taking a french fry frome someones plate in the dining hall. Or stare a compleate stranger in the eye. Youl be suprised how fun acting strange can be. Me and my friends allways had good laughs with one stunt we allways did at the mall and other public places. Walk up close behind someone. Dont say anything just follow them within inches. Or pick some compleatley random catch phrase and tell it to everyone around you at six flags. Try asking everyone at schlitter bahn if they have any extra bread. Im sorry if people like me anoy you :)
TRY IT

Eye spy

I spy an Eye.
An eye that is deep
An eye that will tell stories
And through that eye I spy a mind
A mind that is intracate and beautifull.

I spy a life
A life of passion
A life with a real reason
A reason to get up in the morning
And a determination to make a difference.

I spy a soul
A soul that's unique
And different than any other
A soul that takes life to a new meaning
And transends the mental and physical world

René Descartes

René Descartes. If anyone doesnt know who this guy is, he was a famous philosopher and mathmatician. The dude who said "Je pense, donc je suis" basically "I think therfore I am".
For some reason the last time I heard this it really caught my atention. He was wondering about his exsistance. A kind a confusing thought, but if you get think about it enough it makes sense.
The basic question if wer just particles created by reactions and other science blah blah blah. Or if were something deeper something more. The question we must all strugle with in some point of our life. I agree with his statment. He didnt just mean think. he ment love, hate express thought, cry, laugh. Because of all this I am a soul. Well at least thats what it means to me.
What do you think?

Death dance

This is a morbid poem about the Crucible. Which if youve ever read is a very dark story about the witch hunts. This describes a scene in which young girls are playing with witch craft and dark religions.
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Sun gone now Blue moon through black clouds.
Chilling breeze Grass and leaf flutter beneath.

Close the gate Run down the forest trail.
Past barn and crop Into the deep woods, never glancing back

With friends Giggling and skipping, straight through the night
Hands full Flowers,dolls, and the Black Cauldron

On and on it goes this childish game we play

Here we stop Light the fire and fill the pot.
Casting in Our trinkets, and our selfish desires

Speak now The foreign chants of far off lands
Singing loud Unknown songs of black melodies

Dance with me These foolish ballads and mystic jigs
Run about Silly girls prancing about naked and naive

Never knowing what it means, the blood was drank.
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Hope that inspired emotions.

All for her

I write poetry sometimes so everyonce in a while ill share some.
Heres my most recent one, written for my girlfriend Holly
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As she awakens so does the earth.
With its beams of light streaming
over the hills and flowing across the oceans ;
her Hair drizzles down her neck.
Just as every stone was crafted by
God himself so was her beauty ;
every curve and color more beautiful than the last.

The whole universe wakes
from its slumberto herald
her existence ; the sunrise,
the songs of the bird and
the whisper of the trees.
All for her




She doesn't know it but the
clouds draw pictures for her;
and the winds sing her song.
The sky is always designed
perfectly for her face to fill it.
But more importantly my soul sings,
All for her
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Thanks for reading my thoughts

What it means.

On the header of my blog I have this short tid bit that I wrote.

In the endless search for meaning in life I find true understanding to come not from observing the things of life. But instead from observing our perception of those persons places and things. And if you listen close enough YOUR SOUL WILL WHISPER.

And i would like to explain some of it now.
Humanity, whether you are aware of it at all, is constantley searching for knowledge and understanding. The search for meaning, to understand the world, and to understand ourself.

Even if this quest is deliberate or not we all seek knowledge. Most look at either two things for answers. They either look at the world and there soroundings. Or look within at ones mind and spirit.

But my interpritation of this world comes from somewhere else. By observing my observations. Now that sounds kinda complex. But nothing makes more sense then watching myself watch the world. By watching myself react to the world it kinda makes sense. By watching what heart mind and body does when i look at a beautifull mountian I learn somehting about myself, how i react to it, and about the mountian, what kind of reaction it causes. The more I watch my reactions to this world the more I understand it all.

The closer you listen to you self the more you understand life itself.

Sorry my writings dont make sense. I dont get this whole life thing yet. But so far this is the best i can come up with. well hope you enjoyed.

The strange power of color. And the shades of reality

Color.. one of the strangest forces in life.
Dont ask me why I decided to write about this, because I dont know.
Why do different colors inspire so many thoughts and emotions.
Its just different forms of light. Its not evin the color we see, its the way that light from another source reflects off of said object. But it causes feelings.
Why does black represent evil and fear and sin and white goodnes and holiness.
How can waves inspire happness or fear.

Heres something for your brain to chew on. Color is our brains interpritation of light.
What if what I call red is really what you call blue. But theres no way of knowing unless you could see someones minds eye.

In my opinion all of life follows this same possibility. Life is how we observe it. Take one day for example. Lets just say August 3rd 1998. Same exact day, same events, life is how we perceive it. Bob's August the 3rd is a different day than Sallys.

But somehting in our body has givin us instinct and told us how to judge our world. Our world has shown us how to react. But what if my pain is the same as your pleasure. Why not? There both extreme physical stimulants.

Im sure the first humans didnt consider blue to be a boys color and pink to be a girls color. But now we have clear stereotypical masculine and feminine colors.

So what if our society has changed our perception of reality. So next time you look around at the world you live in consider this. Reality is how you percieve it. Dont accept your generations standards to be your life. Open your eyes for the first time and observe it as your brain does.

Well I dont know what these thoughts might mean in your life but it means something to me.
Thank you for reading my thoughts
Daniel Burns