SALT'S MIND

Trapped in the winter of "the nothing"

I welcome those who come into the void,trespasser

My wings spread wide

Colors of many suns that have dawn,and i have seen all

met a blind man , that had the taste of salt on his tongue

Naked and wise, he told me the history of man

Man is a child left abandon of all we know

I cut my wrist on the alter , my blood ran black, and the vision came

God tattooed it to my skin, tainting me in elaborate ink

My chest is a map to an unknown place

I will walk, until my feet cannot carry me no longer

Where i will kneel at the church of man

The wind will blow the doors down

I will enter, and the the light

will blind the blind

CAK 7/2005

HELLO

STRANGER

HOW IS IT GOING AND IF YOU THINK I AM TALKING OR BLOGING WHATEVER TO YOU I AM

I WILL BLOG MY NEXT MR.SALT ON WES 7/01/2009 " SALT WATER"

UNTIL THEN ---------------------------------

UNTITLED

I wonder who talks

is it just the babble from the television

or is it my own mind sounding for purpose

i guess the voices come from within or maybe without

a collective consciousness, of sort

drawn to the beaten world

a sence of honor, a sence of decline

i stand naked,with my shame

there's a truth behind my lies

a sence of justice behind my crimes

a meaning to complex, for logic common place

i will just sit here and close my eyes

CAK 1995

WELL I WANTED TO GIVE YOU SOME POEM SO THIS ONE IS ONE OF MY FAV. WROTE IT NEW MEXICO

A MR SALT POEM ON MONDAY

TTFN

something so strong

hey

today is one of the most weirdest day i have had , work was strange i cannot explain it or start to try, today is my birthday , my best friend maria got me a necklace i just love more then she will ever know BO the dude who drives me to school gave me a an old fashion roast an insult fest if you have right down to my lisp i laughed so hard, i wish that i got to hear happy birthday from -----it dose not matter i have to get over my crush , i look forward to seeing him and that is not good. ok on monday the 29th i will blog the next salt poem promise------

i have a question if daredevil and captain america got into a fight who would win now i have asked 5 guys they all say cap would win because he is captain america ,now one of them gave me an intelligence answear because of his formal training but i love daredevil so my money is on him

well when the sun goes down on another day of your endevores and you feel in a wearer world you have made someones day sleep to dream of something forthcoming

goodnight

WONDER WALL

HELLO , GREETINGS AND SALUTATION

ONE MORE DAY LEFT
SHERRI GAVE ME A HOME MADE QUILT I CAN NEVER EXPLAIN WHY THAT TOUCHED ME IN THE WAY IT DID SOME ONE GOING OUT IF THERE WAY FOR ME . I WILL GO OUT OF MY WAY FOR SOMEONE ,BUT I NEVER EXPECT IT IT REALLY WAS TOUCHING . I TELL HER THE STORIES OF MY MOM SHE SAID SHE WOULD OF LOVE MY MOM AND FOR THE MOST PART MY MOM WAS AN AWSOME PERSON AND I HOPE THE ADVICE I HAVE BEEN GIVING HELPS MY SPIRITUAL SISTER SHE NEEDS TO KNOW SHE EXSIST I DO NOT WANT HER TO LOSE HERSELF , SHE IS MORE THEN WHAT OTHER PEOPLE SEE IN HER . I WROTE A POEM TODAY FOR HER , I WAS FEELING THIS SADNESS FOR HER SO I TOLD HER I HAVE TO TAKE YOU TO THE BALLGAME TO SEE THE 51'S I AM NOT MUCH OF A SPORT FOLLOWER BUT I LOVE TO WACTH AND GET INTO WHAT EVER AT WHAT EVER TIME . I AM OPEN THAT WAY WHERE THE DAY TAKES YOU . I AM NOT SURE WHEN I WILL POST ANOTHER SALT POEM AND FOR THOSE WHO FALL ASLEEP DOING WHAT THEY LOVE KNOW YOU ARE IN A GOOD PLACE EVEN IF YOU DO NOT SEE IT


TTFN

into the great wide open

just wanted to say hey before i have to get into classs on on thuersday the 25th of june i will try to blog another poem either about salt or a random poem not sure very press for time

i have to jam
see you later

FREAKSHOW

HE stood there selling a miracle

"the sights you will see , just come inside"

one dollar and you will see---- things that will make you question the world you know

i was intrigued, this man in an odd hat

i was drawn to this strange circus, for reason i cannot explain

i paid my dollar , when i wlked into the tent this was no trick it was darker then any night i have ever known except the promise of tiny stars

strange lights appeared---enter the man tattooed from head to foot a map of lands that i did not know adorned his naked body, colors so deep that for a brief moment they almost appeared to jump of his skin,and with a quick blink,not, he smiled as to say i know you saw my trick my illusion,reality?

there was a women dancing with feather fans dressed all in green her movements were hypnotic the more i watch the room seemed to spin

the more i saw , the less i can explain . images on the air, light that played with my hair, life was fluid and i was riding the wave

the man in the hat took my hand he said there is more i want you to see

glass orbs----colored withdifferent shades of blues"they are world's within worlds's infinity ways of thinking

strange wooden blocks that were used by a master assassin that sing a song so profound, it will cut your flesh untilthere is nothing left except the melody of your soul

a book yellowed withtime, in it drawings of mankind's dreams and nightmares

i understood none of this and yet i did i was left in the cold the wind blew my hair

i walked the train tracks home

CAK 12/1997

NOT MUCH TO GO ON ABOUT THIS WAS FROM A DREAM A VERY FREAKY DREAM MY DREAMS ARE RARELY NORMAL SOMETIMES I WISH I COULD SHOW PEOPLE MY DREAMS I FEEL I AM NOT DESCRIPTIVE ENOUGH IT OF COURSE IS ABOUT SALT

I AM NOT SURE WHEN THE NEXT SALT POSTING WILL BE I WILL LET YOU KNOW

REMEMBER "LIFE IS LIKE A MOVIE WRITE YOUR ENDING KEEP BELIVING KEEP PRETNDING FOR THE LOVERS THE DREAMERS AND YOU" MUPPET MOVIE WATCH IT JUST ONCE IF YOU HAVENT AND IF THE LAST TIME YOU WATCHED IT YOU WERE A KID WATCHED IT AGAIN FOR ME

TTFN

unhappy birthday

well in 8 days i will be 36 this is an odd birthday last year i did not care to fill with infinity sadness to really care , but thinking about it you start to realize its not just your day its also your parents day . mom would ever year go through ever moment of giving birth to me and she would remember it like it was yesterday and i will truly miss those stories its like missing a part of you that you did not know you had . i feel the echo of the lost which is sometimes worse then the lost it self if that makes sence . i dont know my friends will most likly do something for me little brother will he wants to get me two important books i love getting books . for mom i will enjoy this birthday and do my crazy stuff by driving people around me insane or annoy them which ever suits my purpose . well class will be starting soon and if you know me i do not miss class unless its important to me

"freakshow " on wes promise
ttfn

last plane out

HEY

I AM VERY CONFUSSED , I AM SO GOOD READING PEOPLE , BUT THIS ONE VERY INTRIGING GUY HE PERPLEXES ME
I NOT SURE IF HE LIKES ME OR IF ITS OLNY IN MY MIND
LAST MONDAY I SWORE HE LOOKED AT ME WHILE I HAD TO GET SOMETHING{LAST WEEK} I KNOW I HAVE AN ACTIVE IMAGINATION BUT I DO NOT BELIVE I AM CRAZY
MOST GUYS I CAN READ I KNOW EXACATLY WHAT THEY WANT HIM I DO NOT KNOW
I AM BY NO MEANS A KNOCK OUT BLONNDE OR A CYNIACAL 22YEAR OLD, THAT IS VERY PREETY ,BUT I AM A VERY ODD , CUTE , BEAUTFUL PAIR OF GREY ,SOMETIMES HAZEL EYES , NATUAL CHESTNUT BROWN HAIR, THAT IS NEVER PERFECT ,MIND LIKE A STEEL TRAP, AND I DO NOT TRY TO CHANGE WHAT I ALREADY find PERFECT, NOW ON THE LOGICAL SIDE IF HE DOSE NOT LIKE ME "COOL" I STILL THINK HE IS A NICE PERSON BUT IF HE DOSE ------OH I DO NOT KNOW I ALWAYS PROTECT MYSELF KNOW WHICH GUYS LIKE ME AND WHICH ONES THAT DO NOT . I CAN NOT APPROCH HIM FOR FEAR OF LOOKING LIKE A COMPLETE IDIOT BESIDES SOMEONE TOLD ME HE IS SCARED OF ME MAYBE ALL THE LOOKS I THOUGHT WERE FOR ME WERE A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION HE JUST NOT IN TO ME

I THINK I HAD TO WRITE THAT DOWN AND PUT IT OUT THERE , HAVE IT REFLECT BACK AT ME ----THE LAST TIME I HAD A CRUSH THIS OVERWHLMING I WAS 13YEARS OLD AND HE WAS 15YRS AND THAT ONE HIT ME HARD , JUST LIKE WHEN I FIRST SAW HIM IT WAS MY FIRST DAY AT WORK AND I TRIED TO AVOID EVEN LOOKING AT HIM FOR A MONTH

WELL I HAVE TO GO I PROMISE NEXT WES TO BRING "FREAKSHOW" TO THE BLOG
GOODNIGHT

HIM

He walked into my life , like the night takes over the day

chills ran through my body

he set my desire off like fire in the desert heat

a white horse made out of smoke, set the mood ,for the rest of eternity

i vowed to love him , as he would love me

he chained me up to the walls of his mind,and called me mercy

i claimed him the stars

forever we are , we consumed each other

and when we are apart ,isee his face tattooed

in my mind eyes

he hears my voice on the wind

" we dreamt each other real

when we kiss, galaxies form

reality becomes liquid, every thing just washes away

every thing is left , but nothing matters

just what is between us

this power that overtakes logical thinking

a force so strong and tempting

when i am with him , i melt into him

he is the night and i will always be the day

he needs my brightness, and i desire his darkness

we eclipse ,we are one,and then we are not seprate entity's that found each other

through a cosmic awarness

he touched my face , my hands went through his hair

he kissed me , we kissed like the world did not exsist exspect for that kiss

i knew no other place that i would want to be

CAK 2/1998

THIS WAS BASED ON A VERY STRANGE DREAM THat FELT VERY REAL AND IF YOU KNEW ME MY DREAMS ARE VERY STRANGE I DREAM IN COLOR WITH SMELLS, TASTE ,I CAN FEEL EVER SENSATION IN A DREAM INCLUDING IF IT RAINS OR ANY THING ELSE THE MAN IN THE DREAM I COULD NOT SEE HIS FACE CLEARLY BUT THERE WAS SOMETHING ABOUT HIM

SORRY I COULD NOT POST "FREAKSHOW"I DID GO TO SCHOOL EARLY TODAY BECAUSE I FINALLY PASSED OUT IN THE SCHOOL SHUTTLE YESTERDAY FROM COMPLETE EXHUSTION BO HAD TO WAKE ME UP THEN I FELL ASLLEP IN MY ENVIROMENTAL SCIENCE CLASS WHEN I GOT HOME I JUST WELL ASLEEP BESIDES TODAYS MY OLNY DAY OFF UNTIL NEXT TUESDAY "THE AD DOSE NOT WAIT FOR ANYONE"

NEXT WES 6/17/2009 I WILL BRING YOU FREAKSHOW

HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A GOOD NIGHT

BY

come on bring the noise

hey

I FIND MYSELF STRANGELY CONFUSSED
DID YOU EVER HAVE A DAY THAT DOSE NOT SEEM RIGHT
EVER THING WENT OK AT WORK, EXCEPT ONE THING AND IT THROUGH ME OFF
ITS SO STUPID AND SO UNLIKE ME TO BASE A DAY ON A HELLO
I KNOW THIS MAKES NO SENCE AND EVEN LESS TO ME BUT IT GETS IT OUT OF MY BRAIN AND GIVES IT TO SOMEONE ELSE, NOT THAT IT IS FAIR
AGAIN I WILL POST THOSE TWO POEMS TOMMORROW

ALL HAVE A GOOD NIGHT AND HOPEFULLY I WILL FALL INTO A DEEP SLUMBER AND NOT DREAM ABOUT ------IT DOSE NOT MATTER

the sound of silence

hello

I FIND MYSELF STRANGLY HAPPY TODAY
WHY I KIND OF KNOW BUT I AM NOT SHARING
AT LEAST NOT TODAY
ON WES 6/10/2009 I HAVE 2 POEMS FOR YOU WHO EVER YOU ARE
ONE IS ABOUT SALT CALLED "FREAKSHOW '
THE OTHER IS CALLED "HIM"
BOTH WERE WRTTEN FROM DREAMS STRANGE SUREAL DREAMS BOTH FROM NOTEBOOK 14 AND WELL I KNEW I WAS GOING TO BRING YOU "FREAKSHOW" BUT "HIM" STOOD OUT I KNOW WHY BUT I AM NOT GOING TO SHARE IT BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE GIVING ALL MY SECRETS AWAY AND WHY WOULD I DO THAT


TTFN {TA TA FOR NOW }

INFINITY

I lost myself in the hour of none

Watching the sun choose its desire on the welcome few

The glass of the church windows broke in a million pieces, shards of left over souls that know

I found myself looking at a picture of a ladder in the middle of nowhere

Black and white ,storm cloud on the rise

This was my god, in truth and in beauty

I found in this something i did not understand

Fipping back and forth the pages, needing to see this photograph to understand what it meant, or what i felt from it

I felt a promise to someone, a superstition in a grand design

A microcosmic of thoughts that prevail in my minds eye

I cannot comprehend its meaning

The complexities rival its own truth; i feel a kinship to its essence I see something in me in all of this realization of one

A simple photograph on a simple table

That has too much meaning to understand

CAK 7/29/2008

THIS ONE WAS BROUGHT OUT OF MY BRAIN WHILE I WAS SEEING MY BEREVMENT ----C IT DOSE NOT MATTER ANYWAY I WAS IN HER OFFICE AND I HAD TO WAIT I SAW THIS MAGAZINE ON A THE TABLE IT CALLED "SUN' AND THE PHOTOGRAPH WAS OF A LADDER IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE IN BLACK AND WHITE AND I JUST STARTED TO WRITE NOW IF YOU KNEW ME I NEVER WRITE IN PUBLIC THE OLNY ONES THAT HAVE EVER SEEN ME WRITE ARE MOM AND LITTLE BROTHER THIS WAS THE FIRST TIME I COULD NOT HOLD BACK I FOUND PAPER AND BOOM WHEN SHE CAME OUT TO GET ME FOR ARE APPOINMENT SHE SAID I HAD A FACIAL EXPRESSION THAT WAS ODD MY BROTHER SAID THAT IS HOW SHE LOOKS WHEN SHE WRITES --CONTENTED I LOOK AND FEEL THAT THIS IS RIGHT. THE PICTURE IS CALLED THE KISSING LADDER IT WAS TAKEN NEAR WHERE THEY HAVE THE BURNING MAN IN IT I SAW SOMETHING I CAN NEVER EXPLAIN

HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD NIGHT AND EVERY THING IS THE WAY YOU WANT IT TO BE

AND IF IT IS NOT THE WAY YOU WANT IT TO BE DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT OK BECAUSE LIFE IS TO SHORT TO SAY MAYBE TOMMOROW.

THE OPENING

I came to the opening

laid my inner most self on the alter and sacrificed myself

i picked through the remains, drew diagrams for god

swallowing hard the bones that were left over

it came to me in a dream

blackness was an inner peace

i thought i understood the complexity of god

given images, so i can see, intangible to my infinite state of thoughts

forms merging, colliding, interweaving, intrinsic with one another

bright images of bursting suns

scatter remains of worlds that died with not knowing the sense of oneself

particles, sub--particles mixing becoming something new

i knew nothing of this cosmic dance, but i craved to witness more

then my mind shut down,and i was left in a void

i wanted to expand my mind to understand more than my own existence

i was brought back to realityand the task at hand

CAK 7/1997

I DID NOT KNOW THAT THIS WAS ABOUT MR.SALT UNTIL YEARS LATER I WAS GOING THROUGH MY NOTEBOOKS AND READ THIS ONE THAT I FORGOTTEN ABOUT MOST OF THE TIME IF I REREAD ONE OF MY POEMS I KNOW WHAT I WAS THINKING WHERE I WAS BUT WITH THIS ONE I HONSTLY DIDN'T REMEMBER IT AT ALL. I KNEW I WROTE IT HENCE IT WAS IN MY " OH MY GOD I CANNOT READ THIS ' HANDWRITING BUT GOING THROUGH IT AGAIN IT FELT I WROTE IT WITH SALT IN MIND.

HERE ARE A FEW NOTES FROM THE UNDERGROUND

HELLO


YESTERDAY WAS ONE YEAR THAT MY MOM PASSED AWAY, I HAD TO GO TO WORK AND FOR THE MOST PART IT WAS "NORMAL" WHICH I THOUGHT WHY IS IT NORMAL I CANNOT ANSWEAR THAT QUESTION . I AM PERPLEX ON HOW MUCH I HAVE GOTTEN DONE IN THIS ONE YEAR AND I AM DEALING WITH GRIEF IN THE MIDDLE OF IT . I AM BY KNOW MEANS PATING MY SELF ON THE BACK. IT IS JUST TO SAY EVERY THING I ACOMPLISHED I WANT TO SHARE WITH HER . I GOT THE STAR OF THE QUATER AWARD AND I COULDING TELL ANY ONE TO ME ITS SEEMS LIKE I AM TO MUCH ON MYSELF AND ITS MORE LIKE I DID NOT REALIZE I HAD THIS IN ME . I QUITE SCHOOL AT 15 TO WORK AND TAKE CARE OF MOM AND MY BROTHER. SHE WAS BI--POLAR AND WELL LITTLE BROTHER HAS HIS PROBLEM THAT I HAVE TO SAY IN THIS PASS YEAR I HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM SO OUT SPOKEN AND A VERY GOOD PROBLEM SOLVER .

SO WHEN I WANTED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL HE 100% SuPPORTED IT ,ALL MY CRAZY PLANS WHEN I TOOK MY G.E.D. I THOUGHT I DID AWFUL IT WAS LITTLE BROTHER THAT SAID YOU KNOW YOU PASSED, BECAUSE I DID BUT ,IT IS NICE TO HEAR WHEN YOU ARE FREAKING OUT.

SO I AM IN COLLAGE ,AM I DOING WHAT I WANTED TO DO WHEN I WAS 13 YEARS OLD, NO BUT, YOU NEVER KNOW IF THERE WILL ever be A SLUPER CHUGING , ROLLERSKATING, PINBALLPLAYING , MUSIC LOVING ,COMIC BOOK READING EXECUTIVE POSTION OPENING SOME PLACE .

IN REALITY I AM TRYING TO FIND AN AVENUE TO BRING MY LOVES TOGETHER WRITING IS WHO I AM. I WILL WRITE WEATHER ANY ONR READS IT OR NOT YOU CAN NOT TAKE THE PEN OUT OF MY HAND OR I WILL BITE YOU.{ HA HA HA }
DEEP DOWN I AM STILL INMATURE, CRAZY{ IN A GOOD WAY} EVER SO NORMAL ME,

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