"My notes from the emotional minefield" pt.7

On ..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " part 11 " John Kline as " The hero", Death and olives over onions.."

2012-01-02T20:12:00.003+01:00

... these hard time's. I am re-running thing's in case you missed it the first time...Enjoy.

Day 10...

Jesus stank like a dog. A junk yard dog stank.
Jesus said : " eeeeeoooo... Your smellin' a little ripe there Jesus ." To himself.

The food had run out day's ago and none of the crew was paying much attention to Jesus. Like a little child screaming " I WANT A BLOOOOODY PORSCHE NOOOOOOWWWWWWWW !!!!!!!!!!. "

Jesus said : " I never wanted a Porsche, huh, how demeaning....now a 63' Mustang , now there was a car...." he said to himself....

Jesus said: " No hope , no dope, and no other exit more than this..." he said. Putting his bony, grimy hand on the handle..." OK, I will be talked about and humiliated for this forever"...Whined Jesus. " Man, Death will be the most cruel..." So there we all sat, in the all enveloping arms of family and friends, drunk and laughing ...Oh how many memories pour into my mind..? it was like reliving my childhood...Warren and I ,poking at dead things like we used to in the good 'ol days..
OH, and THEN there was Jesus !!! refused to get outta the van for 11 days, well he stunk like a junk yard dog, Yes He Did... HA!!!! and THE LITTLE DEARS WERE 1000 YEARS OLD; the poor things, AN !!!!!
HAVE NO TEETH HA!!!!!!!!!!! not one in their precious heads..." Jesus thought, hand on the door handle. Jesus opens the door...

Venus " whom caused all this really" said: " Man! Lookie over there will y'all... Jesus is rising...

Death said: " Well this should be an interesting afternoon after all..HEY Jesus, wouldn't be so kind as to wait ohhh about 10 minutes..Yeah there by the van, I wanna make us all some Vodka martini's ... You know, wouldn't want to NOT have a drink in my hand for this one... what ?
...hummm? martini's ! Cool and deadly... you know ...One is not enough and three is too many...comeoooooonnnn, OK HEY Jesus!!! Wait...

Little Moco's herd the click before Meirdina, and gave the agreed to signal : three short, one long and wheezing sound...
They started the run towards the van, saw Jesus , all skinny and pale, Mierdina growled..." Growl...grrrrrrrr...growlllll.."

Domingo said: " The brother has lost some weight and meditated on the fear and worked thru it man, a little I never say no, I say " Thank you " chant and...

Death interrupted: Blah blah blah...Listen...shut your mouth...Zipp! That's a chap, Now come with me I need help mixing, you like one olive or two...? I love three It's sooo Humphrey Bogart, No ?..."

Domingo said : " Well huuh, I like those little onions really and..."
And Death said " YeeeeH, Onions ? You really know how to thoroughly destroy one of the greatest inventions known to man...Cretin..come on...Jesus is freaked and I wouldn't miss this for the world !!! Just Think, Years of stories Of Jesus and the toothless poodles !!! Ha!!! that's funny as hell !!! " Slapping Domingo on the back. Domingo winced...

Dave said: " I'm gonna fire up the barbecue...Whattya all say to a little Dave's ultra hot
Red Klingon flaming death pig ribs and and nice watercress salad with pine nuts and basil...??MMmMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmMMMMMMM. " To the gaping watery mouthed crew...

Jesus herd the click of the door lock, and gave the necessary " Lift up and to the right ",
push. The door to salvation, a hot bath and Jesus thought he'd herd fragment of " Flaming Klingon ribs " oh man, I hope their cow ribs.. I love that sauce..." said Jesus, staring at the spot where there didn't used to be light, seeping threw the just cracked door...

Little Moco' reached the van first and busted out with the loudest wheeze he could muster to alert Mierdina that the escape root was cut, and the plan " X " was in motion...Jesus had no way out
" Got ya trapped like the rat bastard you are... HEE Hee HEE Grrrr- wheezzz...

John Kline stood a bit behind the old sticker bush tree, and watched Meirdina, and said " Gotta do something about por fuckin' wacked out Jesus. Brother's a mess...", so he did...

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level
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2011-10-20T20:16:00.003+02:00

My friend and comrade Jamal Mohammed...
It's time for you to get things cleaned up
around there...We have an art show to throw !
God is great.
Be über well...

Syria and Bahrain...
Y'all's on notice.

be well todo mundo,

2011-10-18T05:19:00.004+02:00

Dentists are nothing but sadists

with big Labrador retrievers walking around

the office shedding hair.

Then, he dances upon the desk

a happy dance singing that

phrase..." another seven months of boat

payments..."

I will show up at 8:00am

I will fill out the paperwork

I will sit there and watch the

smoke pour from my mouth....

I will smile more.

He will smile more...

Dentists are f^%$ing sadists.

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2011-10-04T01:07:00.018+02:00

I am putting up all of "On... the freak show and
it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death "
for y'all to read or re-read....
51 chapters on the continuing exploits of Death and Jesus
and that all spun around love rumour... So click the keyword below...
white box ↓ ( labels ) " The freakshow "
pour yourself a martini and read on....
You'll have to go back to the beginning
2 pages back. So go to the bottom of the page to " Older Posts"
x 2.... Sorry, but it's free. Enjoy !

( and it's rough and copy written....enjoy ! )

Be well todo mundo...

J.Level

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2011-09-28T04:16:00.004+02:00

Clouds and rain
all is back to dysfunctional
in the emerald city.
The indoor reality starts
hopefully all will be well.
Oh, and hey Israel ya'll
need to back off.
" People of peace..."
Sorry.
Not buyin' it.
Palestinian statehood NOW !

Thats it.
Be uber well todo mundo...

J.Level

2011-08-28T17:12:00.004+02:00

...There will be no more clean windows.
Due to the power vacuum left behind after
the fall of the leader it becomes a freak show
with all showing their true political stances,
prejudices and intolerance's.
Gossip abounds. Rumors lead to hostilities,
which led to internal strife...lots of back stabbing
and back talking. A freak show, as all know
that have read even a few entries in this long
rant on the life of this poor, but famous artist in exile...
freak shows are and have been the common thread
thru out the many years I have been on this journey

...When life deals one a hand of freaks,
one would be well advised to make a freak show...
I have. Seems to be going well enough, so it is.
Dysfunctional ?
Probably.

So, forget the windows.
Nobodies showing up to clean them.

...and to you Jamal Mohammad,
how's the shop coming along...?

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2011-08-21T18:56:00.002+02:00

The rebels are at the door.
Jamal Mohammad, dude
you are oh so close.
I have 6 new pieces
ready to show...

Be uber well todo mundo...

J.Level

2011-08-06T00:06:00.002+02:00

...60 and cloudy in the Emerald city.
That cosmic thing has swallowed up my beloved wallet.
The one I commandeered from my most lovely wife Yoly...
back, way back in another life long long ago.
" Is that passion still there Jess ?
You know that passion to be there, and deal ? "
I got myself asked today.
I had " The face ", goin' in today, so I did.

Been a month of freak show quality exile.
If not the girl, then the boss goin' MIA...
The other boss falls off a roof and is recovering, yet the business
which usually booms about now, ha muerto.
Curious.

Loss.
A big one this time.
Tired of loss Rosa Maria Valdes M.
Big change a commin' I feel.
" Mars is just hangin' there makin' a mess of things"
sez Steel...
Yikes.
Wall Street.
This odd country.
Little kids running a country ?
Doomed ?
Probably.
Buy art NOW !!!
http://www.jlevel.blogspot.com

Try and be well todo mundo.
Be well the rebels of Libya....

J. Level

No one can say... " Jess ? Poker face ? Hummmm...
No ? Definitively no...."

2011-07-24T14:06:00.002+02:00

Another Sunday in the Emerald city.
Hot like Africa, hell we may break 80 degrees
and the pale are invading the city like heat Zombies...
and then there's the Rebels of Libya, and my friend
Jamal Mohammad...sez it's 110 degrees, and all
is looking towards victory...

Feel a bit Libyan today.

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

On the $th of July...

2011-07-02T02:49:00.010+02:00

Two wars, untold numbers of "actions" both declared and Un....
( I'm giving a thumbs up for the Libyan action...
by the way......)
Countries broke both financially and morally.
Rednecks and patriots screamed and waved flags
in the streets of Amerika after the news that a man
had been summarily executed in Pakistan...Who dances
with their children on their shoulders to celebrate
the death and not the winning of a trial
held in a court of law with a jury, a flag, and a foto
of Barack Obama hangin' somewhere in the room ?

No work. States are passing horrific immigration laws
making it basically illegal to be brown...to make
work for the local folks that wouldn't mow a lawn,
let alone harvest the food for a country ?
Arizona, Georgia, S. Carolina, Utah, Oklahoma
An don't forget Alabama, still hatin' somebody, so they are...
...shame on you.
No human being is illegal.

And now we approach the $th of July in Amerika.
They will celebrate the deaths.
They will celebrate the wars.
They will wave flags and drink, drink and drink beer.
Speeches ment to inspire will be made, and all will
stare into the night sky in awe of the explosions...
(...and damned glad their not missiles, fired from a drone
being controlled by a guy 14,000 miles away, at their
homes...).
Independence day in Amerika,
and in my most humble opinion...
Amerika should be apologizing
for the shape of the world, and not
celebrating " freedom ", war and death.

"....unless every ones free,
then there ain't' a free man walking,
so there's not. "
Some idealist said that and I agree,
ma o meno....

Oh, and the Apple store will be open.
Nothing patriotic about that.
Steve Jobs.
Now there's a brother that would agree with this
poor, but famous artist in exile, so he would.
Yikes !.

Be well Idiot Amerika.
Be well rebels of Libya.
Be well todo mundo.

J.Level

2011-06-18T22:25:00.002+02:00

...Thank you Jamal Mohammad
for you kind words...Soon we will
sit and plan a perfect world, again.

http://www.tribute.com

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

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2011-06-11T20:50:00.009+02:00

Hardly summer in Emerald city.
Yard sales and clouds an rain....
the rest of the country bakes.
We are blessed,
yet it's a darkish blessed.

...Caught myself thinking of my friend Jamal Mohammad
whom now resides in Benghazi and his record store dream.
His stories of Venice beach in the 80's in which he and his family travel,
and rent an apartment at the beach... Jamal Mohammad
wanders off to see the " real Venice " an ends up at Tower records
where his mind was blown. That mind blowing would fuel many trips and traps
that barrel on and on til' the end, Madrid 2007, where we meet in a
concentration camp in southern Spain...He was being deported,
and the State was teaching me a valuable lesson...
They taught me tact. No confrontations. No accusations.
Allegations ? That's a whole other story..
I don't know what Jamal Mohammad learned ?
Indigence maybe ?
I will ask him when I see him.

...When the dust settles and the brothers clean things up
I am invited to have a show in his record shop...
I look very much forward to that day
Jamal Mohammad, so I do.

Be well Rebels of Libya
Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

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8"x 5" tempra, ink on paper 200$usd ©2011 spljpl

Still here....

2011-05-22T06:51:00.004+02:00

Sunday and we're mostly still here.
The parking I was hoping to enjoy...
Oh well, I can still park down the block...

be well todo mundo...

J. Level

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2011-05-06T02:25:00.009+02:00

...There are some awaiting some form
of statement concerning my three
years in exile to this awful country...
Ok, here it is...
It remains awful, with brief moments
of joy. That old country...
as weird and complicated as I allowed
it to be, it was where I had excepted I
would live forever...the art and I.
There are worse outcomes, sure.
But this one took a bit more outta this
poor, but famous artists soul
than he had thought,
so it did.

Be well Rebels of Libya,
be well todo mundo,

J.Level

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2011-05-02T16:13:00.002+02:00

We are all still remembering to be Libyans today, no ?

Be well Libya,
be well todo mundo,

J. Level

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2011-04-21T15:46:00.002+02:00

" Dude, if yer gonna be weird
yer gonna have to expect some...
questions, no ? "

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto: me

on..." The two parts of Charlie " Part two...

2011-04-05T00:44:00.006+02:00

Up the path to the front door, Juanita... ( not her real name )
passes the cage....That's when the screaming began.
Doors slammin' and still no sign of Mari Sol ( not her real name).
She had apparently " finished " her "gardening" and retired ?
Walking up on the crime scene, noticed was this...
A combination lock which was rarely locked...was.
The poor, once evil bird was facing northeast and
south east, respectively, (thus the title), and there
was no sign that the bars of the cage had been wide enough
at any point to have pulled the poor evil bird thru... Was
Mari Sol responsible for leaving the cage open then wandering upstairs ?
Did she forget she'd left the cage open, allowing say, one of the feral
cats, or a regular raccoon access ? Did she return to find the gruesome
crime scene and simply lock the combination lock and go into
" I'm sick " mode...?
Probably.

So, with pandemonium reining over the house, and Mari Sol remaining
MIA, the propaganda machine goes into high gear.
A story is spun ...(and this would
happen a couple months later, after every possible conspiracy
theory was lofted about...this is the one they agreed on...)

..." A giant 6' tall raccoon comes outta the bushes after Mari Sol
goes upstairs and with his nimble little fingers and superior
knowledge of lock picking, opened the cage door, grabbed Charlie,
ate um' ( leaving the bird on the north side of the cage ) then carefully
closes the cage door, replaces the lock, locks it, and slips unseen
back into the brush.. "
The perfect crime...

Juanita bought that. Huh.
I had mentioned the other side of that story...
the one that was more obvious...
And became the pariah...so I did.
All good. Set the stage for the next 18 months
and then the final insult, Juanita (not her real name)
burned me for my deposit....Huh.

Mari Sol, (not her real name) never copped to it.
Juanita, ( not her real name ) believes that there's a 6' tall raccoon somewhere
back there in the yard, waiting....
Pepe, (not his real name) still suffers CEBS
(Constant estrogen bombardment Syndrome) from both sides...
Poor Pepe. We're all are looking for the cure, so we are.

...And I have gained a wealth of material y'all will be reading
for years...oh and got burnt for my cool leather vest
and 500$ US samolians....
The freak show continues friends....
Watch yerself.
You may end up material...

Be uber well todo mundo,

J.Level

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on..." The two parts to Charlie... " part one

2011-03-26T15:50:00.008+01:00

Juanita, (not her real name) ran an asylum for pseudo hippies
at the " Southern Ranch ", a big house in South Seattle...
And that's Amerika folks..." Mari Sol " (not her real name)
an Israeli national, whom is the girl friend of " Pepe "
not his real name)...and " Pepe " (again, not his real name )
used to go out with Juanita, and now is Juanita's slave
in the house cleaning business...of course. That's the player's...
Except one...

Juanita had just returned from another road trip to that
beautiful mid country state of Oklahoma to see the convict boy
friend in the big house. She'd been gone a week.

Mari Sol, she liked to garden. Well actually, she liked to rip native plants
that looked a lot like weeds outta the ground...Juanita remains livid.
Mari Sol. She smoked pot. Lot's and lot's of pot...

Charlie the parrot was an evil bastard. Bit me. Bit " Anston " (not his real name)

The bird bit " Jenkins "...(not his real name). The bird liked to bite.

Well, Charlie also like to sit in his cage out in the garden, yelling at the cats,
and make car alarm sounds, all the while awaiting the moment when some
unsuspecting hippy would stick a finger into the cage...maniacal, so he was.

So, on that beautiful July day in the garden, Mari Sol is
ripping native plants out by their roots, smoking and screeching at the bird.

She screeched like an insane banshee, so Mari Sol did.

...and this is where it goes to pure crime scene investigation.

A cage with a combination lock....open?
One stoned fire starting hippy, on a drug fueled road to disaster ?
Or a..." I think I'll just go upstairs and refresh this bowl..." moment ?

There's more to this story...

A SIX FOOT TALL RACCOON ???????!!!!!
COULD HE BE WAITING FOR HIS NEXT VICTIM
AT THIS VERY INSTANT ????!!!!

Stay tuned friend's for the next installment of...
"On..." THE TWO PARTS TO CHARLIE... "

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

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2011-03-18T01:03:00.003+01:00

Well finally.
A no-fly zone is approved
by the UN. The fight is nearly
lost, but thank y'all.
Really.
Remember Bosnia.

Be über well
Rebels of Libya,

J.Level

foto:AP

We should all be Libyan's today...

2011-03-14T20:11:00.010+01:00

While Japan suffers
these hero's
are losing the desperately
needed attention of the media
as Japan suffers our hearts break.

Let us not forget Libya.
A NO-FLY ZONE NOW !!!!
ARM THE REBELS NOW !!!!

Remember Bosnia.
Nobody would arm them...
You know the rest.

Write your congressmen an
That guy the President, becouse
while they drag their feet
the end draws nearer.
And not a pretty end,
no no no...

Be well Rebels of Libya.
Be uber well Japan.

J.Level

foto: AP

2011-03-02T22:12:00.008+01:00

...listen to the people of Libya.
Fighting with rock and stick...
Not fair.
Remember Bosnia.

February 17th Coalition (Libya)
Some ears should be turned
towards these folks...

Be well,
Rebels of Libya...

J.Level

foto: Patrick Baz

2011-02-01T05:41:00.002+01:00

This world.

We are seeing the poorest of the poor

wage total peace. " We are tired of being beaten,

disregarded and forsaken...", said the lady

holding the sign that said...

" Yes Mom, this is a popular revolt ".

I support and universally advocate

the use of that phrase...

Dictators suck.

Amerika,

take note.

be well Egypt,

J.Level

2010-12-17T15:56:00.012+01:00

On ... " The freak show
and it's passing thru the
Valley of the shadow of Death "
Part 52

...Every one's attention was directed to the ringing phone.
" You know there are new fones that actually ring a pleasant ring..."
said Lil' Moco. The fone keep's ringing. Jesus watched the caller ID.

" Well if your not gonna answer that damned thing....."

said an irritated Lil'Moco. " NO !!!!! " yelled a nervous Jesus.

The crew stood watching the fone ring. Watching Jesus.

" That's Death's number, No ? " said a cautious Miles.
Then the ringing stopped. They sat in silence. All looking at Jesus,
whom was reaching for the fone...

Death looked at the fone in his hand..." Wheeeew, dodged a bullet
there didn't ya Death ol' boy..." Death said to himself, cowardly.
The fone rang. It's was Jesus...

" Is he calling Death ? ", asked Dan coming back from the kitchen
with a sandwich and a beer... they all turned to look at Dan. " What !?
I was hungry...." said a chowing Dan. Dan notices the fone cord leading

under the bedroom door of Jesus...

" Hello, Death ?..." said a nervous Jesus into the mickey Mouse phone.
"... Death, I just gotta say..." stammered Jesus...

To be continued...

Be well todo mundo,
J.Level

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...some new stuff

2010-12-13T19:20:00.004+01:00

2010-12-08T16:33:00.012+01:00

On..." The freak show and it's passing

thru the valley of the Shadow of Death "

Part 52

' Well, that was an amazing time, consuming task...

what do you call this thing ?.." asked a curious

Lil' Moco...

" Oh that... it' a firing pin for the new Glock.

Here, hand me that spring will you ?...Thanks, and it fits riiii-ght

in here. Do you see what that does ?...." asked Jesus...

They were a family. A family sitting around the

dining room table, filled with guns.

" ... and this is a .357 magnum... " the most powerful

hand gun in the world, and it'll blow yer head clean off..."

recited Jesus. Dirty Harry was in Jesus' " Top 10 ".

Lil' Moco laughed and rolled about on his back.

Miles and Dan had came in... " Jesus !??? Damn ! ..."

Dan said, eyeing the formidable arsenal before him...

" I sorta had you figured as the " peaceable " type ",

he said, looking down the sites of a Mauser.

" Peaceable ?, is that even a word ...? ", asked Jesus.

" ...Peaceable : Adjective, " Inclined to avoid argument

or violent conflict..." , read Miles from his iPhone...

" Huh, I like to consider myself " quietly behaved...", Jesus said,

pulling the ramrod thru the Winchester's double 12 gauge

barrels. " The road to peace is about the amount of support

one has behind them. I prefer my support armed. I didn't

just start doing this, you know. Nope, back in the day

I thought a smile, a kind word, and a miracle or two

would suffice... Nope. That had a very negitive effect on the flow.
It's all about the flow...that's when I discovered that twelve guy's,
not eleven, not ten, but twelve armed to the teeth brothers behind me...
Well !!!!, that did make my job a lot easier, so it did....

Wo ! Way easier...!!! I tell ya. "

The room was silent.
Mouths agape in awe...
" Dude...", said Dan.

Lil' Moco smiled.
Miles, licked a paw.

...and Jesus... Jesus cleaned a Sig Sauer.

Then, the phone rang...

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

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2010-12-01T15:42:00.003+01:00

On..." The freak show and it's passing

thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death"

Part 51

Jesus drove the Volvo aimlessly around LA.
Lots to do, yet nothing to do, Jesus humms...
" Hum-Humm-Hummmmm-humHu..."
" What the fuck is you doin' dude ? " snarles
lil' Mocos, "...is there an end to this trip ?

Little dog gotta pee !!!. Little dog gotta pee...!!! "
said lil' Moco... '' We're going to Death's house in Venice... "
said a Jesus that couldn't believe that those words came from his
mouth out loud... " Well, I knew it !!!! I knew it !!!!!!
woooo-wooo !!! I knew there was somethin' mo to this freak show than just some
scary little dog's....you rascal !!..." smirked an excited Lil' Moco...
Jesus blushed, turning up 12 th toward Bob's " Point Blank " gun shop.
He had to pick up some firing pin's for the new Glock he'd had on back order...
Thing's were getting complicated in the life of Jesus the provider.
He still hadn't been to the pharmacy to pick up his new perscriptions...

dropped off the dry cleaning...nor the new insoles for the sandles...
...And the little voice said... " This is a bad idea brother Jesus...Turn the
Volvo around... Turn the Volvo around... " We're headed home ...

hang on !!!! ", said Jesus
hanging a hard left up 11th and back towards the ranch...
Jesus breathed a sigh , a silent sigh ...looking in the mirror at
the light's passing behind him, getting smaller and smaller and smaller....

be well todo mundo...

J. Level

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Snowing again in the Emerald city, I tell ya...

2010-11-24T02:23:00.008+01:00

My friend's this is Thankxgiving and we got

snow up to our...ok, so there's but a few inches

but in this, oh, this weird place that means panic,

and boy do they. Brother's and Sister's on the south side,

near the Southern Ranch are slippin' and a slidin' a new wave

of weather challenges out there, with poor to fair result's .

Hill's abound. Languages are all over the place.

Not much snow in Rwanda...

Nor many frozen roads in Ethiopia...

and the fine brother's and sister's of the Viet lands,

well dude, I understand. You slid into the back of my truck

and with a smile said, " ... Huh, snow. This is my first experience ",

reaching down and making a small snowball, the brother threw it at me.

Yep. He laughed like some little kid... there was little damage, so

a snowball fight ensued. Gue won, if any ones askin', and he deserved

the victory. They slide about in that slo-mo we all know...with

the sound track of your choice behind , mine's " Death and the Madien " by Vagner.

They slide and crash into one another with grace, exiting their

rides smilin' and laughin'...Not the " CHA-CHING $$$$ !!!... "

of these Amerikans.

Parked the truck for the winter today.

Gettin' me some Yak-Trax, and am gonna walk.

Best of luck to the rest of Y'all...

Aint' no sno in Buenos Aires, so they aint'.

What am I thinkin' ?.

Be well todo mundo...

J.Level

2010-10-26T16:58:00.005+02:00

on..." The freak show
and it's passing thru the
Valley of the Shadow of Death " Pt.50
" Death considers his response, Little Roy Earl
speaks, Meirdina questions...

" I've thought it thru and...I am willing to forgive myself..."
said a " humble " Death into the mirror, practicing for the call
he would make this evening to Jesus. He was surprised
at his lack of words....
" That's what you've come up with ?.
That's what your gonna sell the brother ? "...asked a small Meirdina,
from beneath the sofa. " I was an evil friend. A non- friend.
I let you sit in that van... 10 days I was drunk and stupid..."
continued Death into the mirror...
" and loud, rude, outta control yet, funny as hell...! JAJAJA ",
again from beneath the sofa. Death grimaced. What had he
been thinking bringing this little weird and opinionated
dog to LA... " NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME YOU LITTLE..."
Death was about to explode...when a throat clearing broke the rage.
" aaag-uhhum-mmmm ", from behind the NY Times,
coughed a smooth little Roy Earl sitting
in the comfy chair in the corner
"... mind the blood pressure there
Death..." said little Roy Earl...and Death said
" I don't have blood pressure and this little dog is outta here !!!! "
reaching under the sofa, grabbing the collar dragging the
10,000 year old poodle out into the light...
Meirdina was terrified....
Little Roy Earl put down his paper...

Death definitely needed a drink.

to be continued....

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

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2010-10-13T15:57:00.005+02:00

Bienvenido al superficie hermanos...

Va bien todo mundo...

J.Level

2010-10-12T23:12:00.003+02:00

...Now being followed by 26,876 people.

Hard to know the stalkers from

the loyal nowadays, I see Oviedo, Espana

leds the list in hits on the site...

To you there in Oviedo, this is not

the most reliable way to track the movements

of this poor, but famous artist.

But I so totally appreciate the notion.

Thank Yoooou.

I receive many odd fotos,

I use them, with credit, of course.

Please send yours to

Jlevel77@ Yahoo.com

Happiness LeeNolan is back from Austin...

All's well,

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto: C.Liveree

...When Dixie Brown comes to town everybody dances

2010-10-02T16:58:00.014+02:00

It had been about a month out beyond the
fences. In weird and beautifully crowded

sunny windy rainy and oh so beery places...

...Meanwhile back at the Southern ranch

the scene is harsh at best.
Dixie Brown and rats
Rats
Angry housemates...
and mice.

Readin' that e-mail schmenge from my perch

above the bluest of clear views of the caves,

rocky coastlines and boredom that couldn't

have mattered less...those e-mails
really could have mattered less.

" Dixie Brown blew into town an everybody danced...".

A guy I know said a while ago. I'm sayin' it now.

The brother was old' and up to the same

old tricks. Usin' the same old lines. The same ol'

traps gettin' tripped in the end.

Always the same trap. Mice learn faster,

so they do. Time to remember the past traps
and adjust for health and changing centers of gravity.
Allow a few minutes in the getaway plan for stairs,
high curbs and frequent bathroom stops...
We aint' as young as we used to be, no ?.

I walked into the bedroom after a month away

from the scene and surveyed the contents... Dixie Brown did it again.

He left, again, with nothing but my favorite black leather jacket.

My favorite hat, and his cell fone ....Got my landlord Jues

for 835$, so he did, and like Portland and Oakland before that...

Then San Diego and Arizona before that.... Dixie Brown came to town

and everybody danced.

My memory of Dixie Brown was better without this last

dramatic trippin' of every trap there was awaitin' to trip.

I Hope to never see the brother again, so I don't.

Sorry to those affected,

so I am.

Jamie was right,
so he was.

Via con Dios Dixie Brown.

Nos te vulvas nunca jamas.

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto: Dixie Brown
Foto:©2010 jplspl " Dead Explorer " Munich 9/10

2010-08-26T15:01:00.011+02:00

On..." The freak show and it's passing

thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death

Part 49 " Jesus stroll's, Lil' Moco's social faux-paws...

...Jesus sits the bar at Andy's. It's was very dark.

' So Jesus ma' man... Road tripin' with the Death man himself

word has it... ? How is the old brother passin' these days...? "

asked Andy...that and alota other personal and

insinuating questions peppered with personal facts...

Jesus rolled his eyes behind his Ray-Bans thinking...

" Why me ? Why now ? Dude, please shut yer frickin' mouth...

wheres my dog...?

...Lil Moco found himself a lil' out gunned back there in the alley

behind Andy's bar..." So, Bet you can't talk...", he said to

the junk yard pit bull...". " Oh really ?" said Spike, the pitbull.

Though the growling and puffing up was vicious sounding
and after being thrown about a little ( Lil' Moco ), the two were found by
Jesus smoking a joint huddled up under the stairs...
and Jesus said..." So, who's yer little er uh friend ?..."
and Spike said..." hey you want me to eat this guy ?".
Lil' Moco said..." Naw, he's cool..."

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©2010spljpl " On... The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death"1-48

foto: ?

2010-08-09T18:47:00.016+02:00

on..." The freak show

and it's passing thru the
Valley of the Shadow of Death "
Part 48 " Death goes home, Little Roy Earl

and Meirdina learns the near wrath of Death "

Death let off a grateful Roy at the on ramp to I -5,

waved good-bye and drove off into the city.

Merdina now occupied the vacant seat to the right of Death,

her bulging eyes fixed on Death...whom cursed the GPS,

adjusted the mirror, fiddled with something under his seat

all while avoiding the stare of Meridina, when she said...

" I hate you...", and Death said..." huh, most people do..."

All around LA, Death drove. Half looking, half not.

Death said " ...We're going to my house ! Hang on !!! "

making a hard right from the left lane slammin' Meirdina

into Death and into the back of the VW where she screamed

" Venganza !!!!!! ", lurching towards the throat of Death.

Death laughed as he swung left into the ally, sending Mierdina

into a mid air change of direction that took her by suprise...

Death hit the opener button exposing a garage built by Beaver Clever's

father ? or Ozzi Nelson...? but no, this was the garage of Death.

Peg board filled with white outlines filled with Craftsmen

Mikita, DeWalt tools and an old steel vise...Death closed the door behind them

and turned smiling towards Meirdina..." NOW you rude little

dog... I can have Klaus, my minion, run a pole thru you from

butt to mouth FOR ETERNITY !!!!!! I can feed you to the chimps

everyday over and over and over FOR ETERNITY !!!!!!

NOW... be a good dog, and mind your manners. Oh, and mind your

tounge around my cat Little Roy Earl, he's very sensitive.

OK, so who wants a really really dry Martini hummmmmm ? " he asked

delitefuly to a shocked Meirdina, whom said..." ok, I like those lil'

onions..." Death turned and glared at Meirdina who smiled nervously...

to be continued...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Foto: J.Level

2010-07-21T18:24:00.009+02:00

On..." The freak show
and it's passing thru the
Valley of the Valley of the
Shadow of Death
Part 45

" ...Ok, now turn on the fan...", said Miles to an excited Lil' Moco
The two infra-stoners had figured out the vaporizer. This was the first test.
Lil' Moco barked and growled at the ever expanding turkey basting bag
as it filled with the essence of the ' NFO ' brand they'd scored from their
guy Julio...Miles had pushed together two ashtrays to fit the valve,
he nosed it in just enough to take a giant hit..." wooooooooooooo ",
woooooed Miles, rolling onto his side...Lil' Moco smiled, nosing a hit,
and smiled again as he felt his eyes turning red...

Meirdina growled...
"...Death brother please lets get on with this trip....You know your face
will stick that way forever if you keep doing that... Come on Man,
let's go to the restaurant, I'll buy you a slab of pork ribs in savory
BBQ sauce... Man, I am SO fucking tried of being in a casino..."
and then Meirdina bit Death on the ankle...
" WHY YOU LITTLE VARMENT !!!! " yelled an angry Death...

The guys in the suits, the one's with no necks had little problem
throwing Death from the Plaza Hotel. Out onto the front drive
with barely a thud. Death was indignant, but content.
" AWWW I'VE BEEN THROWN OUTTA WAY BETTER PLACES
THAN THIS BUDDY !!!!!", screamed Death at the no necks.
He had a plan. He had to keep his cool, so, he only sent David,
the blonde no neck to the fiery depths of hell. He would make a
good companion for Klaus, the German. Death liked Klaus, he
had a streak of ingenious cruelty about him, one that made Death
consider retiring, leavin' Klaus to the leg work and himself to the office
where he could relax and write his memoirs...petting a cat or something
like Lex Luther or Mrs. Silverman...

Meirdina waddled up to Death and licked his hand,
Death looked at the ugly 10,000 year old toothless poodle
with different eyes..." Yeah all the fuck right, Let's get outta this
podunk town before I really get mad... ". Said Death, raising
his voice at the "...Before I really get mad part.

Charles, a no neck called around for his partner David,
" David ! " he shouted...Going in to the casino...
" David.....! " Charles yelled.

to be continued

Be well todo Mundo,

J.Level

©2010spljpl " on...The freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" 1-46
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on..." the freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " part 44 " Death drives, Roy the stoic one

2010-06-28T21:07:00.010+02:00

....As the cell fone flew thru the window of the VW, instantly
Death had regrets. The fone had rang non stop
since he turned out of the drive way of Dawn and Warren's...
Death was headed west. He had left the freak's, and the
freak show behind. This fone only reminded him of weakness
for sun and real food again...Death drove on...

" If that mother fucker has left us behind in this God forsaken
place I will kill the shit outta the whiny Death. I swear....",
screamed Venus " who caused all this really ".
" This is all my fault...", said John Kline to the group.
Domingo, Dave , and Venus " who caused all this really " stared
in disbelief. " Yer damned straight this is your fault John Kline.
Communication John Kline...It aint' yer strong point...", growled
Venus "who caused all this really ".
" I did what I thought was right by Jesus, and he did make
giant steps takin' that ugly little dog with him...No ? "
said John Kline in his own defense.... ". " Yes. Yes. Well,
have any of you considered how we're getting back to LA ? "
asked a stoned Dave..." Fuckin' Death...", said Venus
" who caused all this really...

Roy had been stuck on this on ramp for the past 11 hours
when a black OUF enters his perifiel vision and wack him in the forehead.
The blood dripped into his right eye.
Roy yelled , " AHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRR !!!!!!
I will kill you you cretin bastard..." shaking his fist at the tail lites of the old Van.
Brake lites. The van was backing up. Roy tensed, as the last time this happened
Roy had taken a serious ass woopin' from some frat boys bent on Jack Daniels and fear.
The van pulls right up to Roy. Roy is face to face with Death.
" I am so sorry that hit you like that. I saw it in the mirror.
The damned thing would'nt stop ringing..." said Death.
" Well ah, you know if you just push this button here it will mute the ringer..."
Stammered Roy to an intrested Death. " Say where you going ? " He asked Roy,
" Oakland " He said. " Get in..." said Death. " Well I don't know... you hit me pretty hard
and your Death right ? Ahhh I don't know..." said a nervous Roy.
Ahh come on, I have a long road ahead and need a geek... I have this..."
Death held up a bag with about a pound of Domingo's weed...
" Well..." said Roy throwin' his backpack into the van...

" Awwww man, Death took the weed with him. That's it, I am going to die."
screamed Domingo into the wind....

" Did you here that ? like some one screaming " Nooooooooooooooo !!!"
asked Death of Roy.

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level

©2010spljpl " on...The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" pt.1-44
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2010-06-20T20:24:00.006+02:00

marcofuocogallery.com

On ..." the freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the shadow of Death Pt.43
Death sits, good advice from Miles, and the Weirdness of life..."

...Death sat. Sat watching the Law and Order channel.
The heater by the bed blew a hot dry wind
like a guy screamin' " ...It's like a hot dry wind "
into the hot dry wind. Death sat. Marveling at the
amount of alcohol he could consume, and with
the height of his callousness towards Jesus, as he sat 10 days in the van
in mortal fear of those little toothless poodles...
" Frekin' poodles...! " shouted Death.
" ...1 st degree homicide. 20- to life...", said the
Law and Order channel.

Miles watched the Ravens squakin' for hours
in the trees above the fallen youth.
The late spring ritual of Raven babies fallin' out the nest
at that first attempt at flight. The clan
guards and feeds the grounded youngster...creating
a two layered security ring no cat, nor little old poodle
should dare cross... " I say there my odd looking, yet delightful
little friend...I know what your thinking, and if I must say so
myself, I am terrified of the nasty little beasts. Give up that thought
Lil' Moco... just give it up. They would have a field day with you that
we will talk about well into the ought 20's, so we will..."

Lil' Moco watched a Ravens peck at a branch, screaming.
" Yeah. All good. You the man...", said a flattened
to the ground Lil' Moco.

Jesus looked out the window.
Jesus smoked.

to be continued...

Be well todo Mundo,

J.Level

Foto: Marco Fuoco
©2010spljpl " On ... the freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " pt 1-43

2010-06-19T06:28:00.002+02:00

...things are good there Dave.
Nice rat. Watch yer neck...

All good with y'all ?

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

...Another rarely given political thought

2010-05-31T17:03:00.010+02:00

freegaza.org

Israel please.
Please stop murdering civilians.
Looks bad.
Is bad.
Looking like monster's
criminals,
and
intolerants
is nothing one
would wish
on their families...
Why do you wish
it on the families
of the occupied,
repressed
hostages
in Gaza ?
One day the shoe
will be on the other foot,
and the cries of your families
will fall on deaf ears.
Please don't wonder why.
It's Karma.
Think of the future.

Murder of unarmed civilians
whom bring aid peacefully
on the high seas is
terrorism
sponsored by
the state of Israel...or no ?

Shame on you guy's.
And shame on the God,
whom wasn't watching them...

J.Level

on... " Beds of stone..."

2010-05-23T16:07:00.005+02:00

Home.
I have had my futon
for about 20 years now.
It's a hard and cruel
stone like flat,
flat like stone
motivational tool.
6 hours is all a man
could handle of that
stone like flat like slab...
One feel's like...
time is a wastin'.
Gotta get up.
Got thing's to do...
I have had many bed's
in many place's
that simply meet the need
that blasted need...
Sleep.
Cut out sleeping and eating,
I would complete
all I've planned...
But, I'm going back to bed.
Those who are aquianted
with the sleep pattern's
of Jess,
would say...
" What ? "
My bed is a hard flat like surface
and seemingly carved
from stone...
but,
there have been worse,
so there has.

I am blessed.

And that's the beginning
of a another Sunday
and another Sunday
in Amerika...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto©2009jplspl " My bed at Yolanda's May 2008 " 10x20 cm tempra on paper 300$ usd

2010-04-17T16:55:00.007+02:00

on..." The freak show
and it's passing thru the
Valley of the Shadow of Death "
Part 42..." Arabial screams, again, Dan's alive,
lil' Moco's on fire...

" HE IS A VERY CRAZY MAN !!! oh I worry so much !
He should not be allowed to roam the streets alone. He
is a crazy crazy man...", said an agitated Arabial to a
very comfortable Lil' Moco, plopped down in the lap
of the poor Taxi driver...whom was holding. Lil' Moco
sniffed at the left front pocket lovingly...Arabial scrubbed
the furry little head, Lil" Moco sniffed, they both felt better.
" ...ah- will a Mister Jesus...Ah- Jesus Christ please come to
the nurses station...Mister Jesus Christ please come to the nurses
station...", squawked the speaker over the waiting area.
Jesus said... " Huh ! guess that's me....", walking towards a possibly
damaged Dan. " I - ah-mmmm - am Jesus Christ....
I'm here about Dan Irazzary ? He was hit by a taxi on La Supulvita ? ".
" !!! Hey Jesus !!!! oh man ...Jesus !!!!! ", yelled a drugged and loopy
Dan, from the far end of the trauma center... " Dan !!!!! " squeaked
Jesus. His weird friend was fine. " ...so I walked out into the street
thinking I would have a few at Bart's Strip club , when WOOOOOSH !!!
I see nothing but yellow and the screams of someone named Allah...",
explained Dan, as a very relieved Arabial enters the room...
" YOU ARE A VERY VERY CRAZY AND LUCKY MAN....! ".
Arabial hugged Dan whom groaned and winched in pain.
Lil' Moco lites a joint and the real panic begins...
The alarm goes off in the trauma unit. People begin to run about
screaming " FIRE FIRE FIRE...!!!!!!!!! "
The fire fighters arrived quickly. Spraying down a smoking Lil'
Moco..." Man, I am smoking here..." he said.
" Oh right right...we thought you were on fire..." said the
fire guy to a drenched Lil' Moco whom looked towards a
very irritated Jesus as Dan and Arabial smirked and snickered
... Giving the cool Lil' Moco a approving wink....

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©2010jplspl " On..The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" 1-42
foto:©2009spljpl " Man juggling cats " 54x63cm oil on linen 1200$ usd

2010-04-13T15:53:00.017+02:00

On ...' The freak show
and it's passing
thru the
Valley of the Shadow of Death "
Part 41 " Jesus drives,
Lil' Moco worries"

"...You have got to be kidding me ! " said a startled Jesus
into the fone. " What did he say ? Dan ? A Taxi ? runt' over ?...
Who the hell gets runt' over by a damed taxi ? ", wondered a small
Lil' Moco, pacing. " Well, it is Dan after all...", reminded Miles.
" Oh right, right....", said Lil' Moco.

The Volvo sat with a layer of good ol' LA dust in the garage
Jesus shared with the dear Mrs. Silverman. It hadn't
been started in months. Putting the key in the ignition.
" Poor Dan...first day in LA and he falls victim to all
our worst nightmares...Being run down by a gypsy cab,
on La Supulivita Blvd. Jesus turned the key. The Volvo
came to life. " They just don't make cars like this anymore,
but of course being the son of God and all does pull a little
weight down at Karl's Swedish Motors " said a proud Jesus.

Lil' Moco ran wheezing acrossed the lawn to the garage an
yelled " Hey ! Hippie ! open this door I'm going with you..."
" Do you have to smoke that now ? ", asked Jesus. " Oh this..
purely medicinal. Purely medicinal...Now drive hippie !!!!
there's a dyin' Dan a waitin'...!!!! "...

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©2010spljpl " On... The freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" chapters 1-44
Foto: C2010spljpl " The porno book store trailer Port Angeles, WA"

2010-04-08T03:46:00.001+02:00

...Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto: © jplspl 2009 " Artista " 20x18cm ink tempra on paper 300$usd

2010-04-03T15:23:00.003+02:00

Dixie's back in the scene.
Dedicating this one to you
my dear old friend...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto© " Los dos Manolos" 26x18cm tempra ink on paper

2010-03-26T04:42:00.005+01:00

..." El arté de vencer
se aprende en
las derrotas "

Simón Bolívar

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Foto©2010jpl " Rabbe Zaki the martar" 15x12cm tempra on paper

2010-03-16T05:55:00.004+01:00

WHIP-LASH...
HOPE-LASH.

J. LEVEL

2010-03-08T04:05:00.004+01:00

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2010-03-06T04:51:00.004+01:00

"...Do be an Allie and attempt hero like things
even in the midst of the surreality of humanity
and all it's faults..."
I said that, and support it's universal use,
so I do.

be well todo mundo...

J.Level

2010-02-28T07:25:00.008+01:00

On ...." The freak show
and it's passing thru
the Valley of the
Shadow of Death "
Part 40
...Dan's first foray into LA,
Arabial's Taxi,
108 beers on tap...

...a dark bar

Dan's eyes adjusted to the darkness and got wide.
It lay before him, a vastness of beer. Much beer.
He came into focus admist the beer...Much beer.
The natives would have said, "Many beers, many beers..."
The friendly face emerged from the red gloom...
" Howdy friend...", said the glowing slick haired
black t-shirted bartender, Raul..." ...dude, we've
108 beers on tap...we got's 216
beers in bottles...
What can I get you man....? "...
Dan smiles.

Stumblin'.
Dan stumbled out into the hazy mid day light
of LA near blind. " Wheeeeooooo, I'm half blind...",
said a sloshed Dan. He was in Micro brew bliss,
toodling along La Supulveta Blvd... Thinking left, but going right
in a Deshutes fog..." Oh ! pour me another Mirror Pond, Raul...."
he mumbles crossing into the street...

...Arabial, a taxi driver from Pakistan, toodles along
La Supulveta Blvd. hummmming. He was working a second
shift that day an uneventful day, until Arabial's path crossed Dan's...

...Dan crossed out into the street with southern California hops,
pure water and hazy bliss on his mind,
Arabial had time to yell !!!Allah Akbar !!!
as an inebriated Dan rolled over the hood... then the windshield,
up and over the yellow taxi lite, Dan rolled... thinking,
" ...pour me another like the last one Raul, ya know man ,
the beers of LA stand alone in this weird world..."
he said, rolling down the back window, then trunk...

...Arabial was still screaming something as Dan lands upon the black,
hard La Supulveta Blvd. asphalt rolling rolling....
He ends up on his back staring up at the cloudless
LA sky..." ...the last time I saw you you looked
so much older you famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder..."
Dan hummed thinking he'd just seen a whisp of a cloud float by...
Arabial walks up. looking down upon a loaded Dan humming
Lenoard Cohen tunes...
...He said:
" !!! YOU ARE A CRAZY MAN A VERY VERY CRAZY MAN...!!!
OH LET ME HELP YOU UP....
WHAT HAS ENTERED YOUR MIND ???
YOU ARE A VERY CRAZY MAN
LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO MY TAXI !!!!!
COME ON PLEASE GET INTO THE TAXI
YOU CRAZY CRAZY MAN ",
yelled a panicked Arabial.

Arabial took Dan to the hospital an was
was found to be a very resiliant crazy drunken man.
" HE IS A CRAZY MAN A VERY CRAZY MAN ....
Arabial said to the nurse at the counter....

to be continued....

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©spljpl2010 " on... The freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" 1-40

2010-02-20T16:14:00.024+01:00

on..." The freak show
and it's passing thru
the Valley of the Shadow of Death "
part 39...
Mrs. Silverman bails out, Lil' Moco
and Miles roll a joint, more words of Death...

Mrs.Silvermen walked out the front door of Parker Center around 10:30

on that hazy LA morning, bursting with indignation...
" I was watering Jesus's garden you pagan pigs !!!! ",

she yelled at no one in particular. Everyone in general.

" Mrs. Silverman !!!! ", yelled Jesus to a space bound Mrs. Silverman,
and coming back to earth, she shriked " Jesus !!!!!!!!! Gracias a Dios..."
Hugs and kisses were shared. Apologies given and accepted...
They walked to Jesus Fiat, where Dan and a stoned Lil' Moco waited...
" I am so sorry for that little...incident ", said a humble Mrs. Silverman,
scratching Lil' Moco behind the ear. Kisses and hugs again, the four
drove off to Andy's for fat omelets and Bloody Mary's, some stories and
introductions, a few confessions were herd...

...Death watched the screen of his Dell with horror, and confusion.
The " Error Message B7-O>3 ", led to... " I am going to have to pay a visit
to someone...", cursed a tech challenged Death, thinking of Jesus
with that weird little dog...2000 miles away. " ... I have really screwed
this up...", thought Death, getting up to re-fill his Martini,
onions, not olives...

...Miles was learning to roll joints watching the you tube video
" Cats, and the rolling of joints...". Many papers were torn,
and much dope was spilt about the floor, sofa, and strangely,
the dining room lamp, Dan would later marvel...
while the hollering of...."!!!! WHY DON'T I HAVE THUMBS !!!!!!?????? "
would be herd from Miles
late
into
the afternoon.

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©spljpl2010 " On...The Freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" pts 1-39

2010-02-17T16:41:00.010+01:00

On..." The freak show
and it passing thru the
Valley of the Shadow of Death "
part 38 ... New challenges for Lil' Moco,
Dan settles in, Jesus considers Death

6:33 am

...the leaf blowing yard guy passed before Dan's window,
startling Dan to fully awake. Fully..." HOLY JESUS !!!!
WHERE THE HELL AM I !!!!!!!???? ", awake. Dan
watched the whining shadow thru the bottle brushes...
" Oh right, right, I am in LA..."

Lil' Moco watched the bee's buzzing about the garden.
Miles told him " Those ain't the friendliest bee's we got around here dog..."
That was when Lil' Moco got stung....
" YEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOWWWWW ",
screamed Lil' Moco running into the house to find Jesus.
" Fuckin' bee's ", he said as his nose began to swell...

Jesus sat at his Mac staring at a screen full of words from Death.
Just a blur of half words, half sentiments and just pure babble
Jesus read....
" ... and I find it brutal that you did not say good-bye
and that we would have at least, AT LEAST ! parted with an understanding,
and still friends...", read Jesus.
Jesus sighed, looking at poor lil' Moco
all swollen, " fuckin' bee's... " said lil' Moco, sorta muffled like.

"....Damned cops !!!!!
I was just watering Jesus' garden !!!! YOU PIGS !!!!!
JESUS'S GARDEN !!!!!!!!! ", screamed Mrs. Silverman
from her padded cell in the basement of Parker center's
short term lockup...
FREKIN' PIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGS !!!!!!

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©2010spljpl " On...the freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death 1-38
foto©2000 J.Level " Bar Manolo"

2010-02-08T17:07:00.009+01:00

On..." The freakshow and it's passing thru
the Valley of the Shadow of Death"
part 37
Dan's new view, Jesus answers his mail...

Dan laid back on his bed and looked out at a view of the
front lawn. Arcadia's and bottle brushes bloomed,
birds and bugs, birded and bugged....
" Wo... April 2 with flowers and warmth...
Lucky folks these wackos livin' on this left coast...
... And that poor little woman Mrs. Silverman
givin' those big cops
such a beating....
Jesus has a gun collection,
I would have never thought that.
I've a stoned dog that talks....
That's super odd."
Thought Dan,

Lil' Moco was hunting down a cat. Smiling.
Mrs. Silverman's cat Miles had taken
to Lil' Moco. There was a moment there
in the beginning, but after a few minutes of
puffing up ( Miles ) and a bit of grrrrrrr-ing
with alternating wheeez's, coughs, an some throwing
up of white foamy stuff (Lil' Moco),
flat, but still smelly and tasty sweet buds were chewed and rolled
about upon creating a stoned, chatty, laughing pair.
One rarely saw one without
the other close behind.
Lil' Moco was in LA,
he liked it.

JESUS ANSWERS HIS MAIL....

"... Dearest General Oswanawa,

Sorry to hear of untimely passing of your 26th cousin
once removed. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
I cannot at this time deposit your check as......",
wrote Jesus.

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©2010spljpl on..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" pt1-37

2010-02-04T17:25:00.002+01:00

be well todo mundo...

J. Level

2010-01-28T15:52:00.011+01:00

On..." The freak show
and it's passing thru the Valley
of the
Shadow of Death
Part 36
" Jesus checks his e-mail,
lil' Moco sez "eeeewwwwwwwww"

The key slides into the lock with that old familiar feeling.
A slight turn to the left and Jesus' world lay out before him..." Home ", Jesus said
The little dog jumped from Dan's arms and between Jesus' sandles to get his first
glimpse of his new home..." Wo " said lil' Moco, looking up a Jesus..." Wo ".
It was a warm and neatly kept 3 bedroom cottage. Kitchen in the back, and a
basement..." What's down here ? ", said lil' Moco scratchin' at the door...
Dan stood in the doorway, lookin' in... at the old stuffed chair, the book shelves
and the gun case, " Wo, Jesus has a gun collection ? ", Dan whispered to
himself...
Jesus watched him,
as his Mac came to life.......
BOOOOOONGGGGGG

There were 210 -e-mails unread.
10 from friends in Nigeria, informing him he's been named heir to the good
general, whom died in a fiery auto accident, and if you would only deposit
this check into your account....
A few Viagra ads...and 197 e-mails from Death...
" Sin vergüenza de mir...." Jesus thought...

The bathroom door was closed. Dan and lil' Moco inside.
There was a long " eeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww !!!!
ah man, that is so gross ! YEEEEECH !!! gag-choke-wheeze....
Man, how did you get all that up-up there ? " asked
a wheezing lil' Moco
" It's smokable dog, shut up and hand me that towel..."
said Dan.
" EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW"
said lil' Moco...

to be continued...

Be well todo Mundo,

J.Level

©2010spl " on...The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" pts.1-37

foto: "People lookin' " 18 x13 cm tempera on paper 200$usd

2010-01-26T18:47:00.003+01:00

Compost or Salad ?

2010-01-24T16:42:00.010+01:00

We've a new site
soon to be up...
y'all can send your fotos
to...

Jlevel77@gmail.com
or
predictingtherain@gmail.com...

We will go thru them
and credit you with
the foto,
leave your name
and site...
It's gonna be fun...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

" Don't garnish with compost !!!! " L.N. 2010

...few words

2010-01-21T17:49:00.003+01:00

...Few words.
Enjoying the sun...

be well todo mundo...

J.Level

2010-01-18T17:04:00.002+01:00

2010-01-16T20:50:00.005+01:00

...just keepin' it public.

Be well,

J.Level

2010-01-12T05:04:00.006+01:00

be well,

j. level

2010-01-06T07:25:00.022+01:00

On..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley
of the Shadow of Death "
part 35
...Jesus, Lil'Moco and Dan hit LA, Mrs. Silverman
get's arrested...

There was applause at touch down, Jesus, Dan, and lil' Moco shared the ride
with a load of Spaniards from Benidorm on vacation to Venice Beach. It freaked
Dan, but lil Moco had him calmed down by the time they opened the doors with
hugs and far wells to all " these glorious people " Dan said crying and waving...
Jesus was back in LA. It was home. He'd been away too long. Things never change
in his LA. The cab ride from the airport... He knew all, every corner...every shop...
"Hey there's Andy's !!!! Ahhh man, I've gotta take you there.....", feelin' apart of the flow again.
The pulse of that wonderful town. " There's a house and a computer waiting for me to get home."
Jesus thought to himself.

They pulled up the long driveway to the house, it was late.
There were two cop cars parked in the drive, and some screaming,
calming words coming from the female officer..." Vamos Señora
Silverman ..." . Jesus smiled looking out over his flowers bathed in the red and blue glow of two
police cars and a helicopter's spot lite...," Welcome to LA Dan...I know your gonna love it here ",
he said to a shocked Dan standing with an mouth open gaze at the freak show playing outbefore him.
" Awwww- this aint' nothing Dan, come on put me down damnit ! and let's go see what freak boy's got to eat
...hey you did bring something to ah, hummm, you know, something to smoke..? " lil' Moco asked...
" Yep. " whispered Dan, " I got about a half pound...in my butt. " he giggled. Lil' Moco looked at Dan
in horror..." in your what ? " he gaped.

Mrs. Silverman was arrested for continued illegal watering,
resisting arrest, assault on not less than 3 officers
( at one point Mrs. Silverman had Officer Maney Milsky
in a headlock while giving him a " noogie",
as stated by Officer Milsky on his offical report.)

" Whatta beautiful garden ....", said the big guy cop,
closing the car door with Mrs. Silverman inside.

to be continued...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©2009jpl " On..." The freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" pt 1-34
foto: Banksy

2010-01-02T15:40:00.007+01:00

So here we are 2010
every thing is a question
with few answers...
The girl will get what she
wants...
...the paintings will be found
and that woman bagged off to
some nice nuthouse somewhere
in the country...
We will look in wonder at new
and different expressions called
art...

Be well,

do something to help
and not hurt.
Make peace
and carry it on forward.
Give, if you can

cause
it doesn't look like it's
gonna be any easier...

i'm tryin'.
You try too.

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-12-30T06:16:00.003+01:00

...it will.

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-12-28T04:00:00.001+01:00

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

" A Normal Guy Named Death " part 2

2009-12-19T19:32:00.001+01:00

...The cat was on the table when Death opened the door.
" GIIIIT !! SHOOOO !!!! BAD KITTY BAD !!!!!! ", scolded Death,
putting the bags of potatoes , mangos and " UUMMMMM
Organic Strawberries.....", on the new glassed topped diningroom table
just delivered last week.
Death looked at the table.
" There are cat prints all over this table..." said Death, looking over
to Roy Earl licking a paw....

... The mail fell thru the slot in the door
" like flittering leaves to the floor...", recited Death
Death looked thru the mail,
reflecting....
" Been alotta folks....and I'm gettin' pretty old for this gig...."
reflected Death.

...Death sat down and opened a letter from one J.Level.
"Artist, x-patriot, exile....tired. OH ! theres a CD or somthing !!!
Roy Earl !!!! come here, let's look at this...( looking at the return address)
Ahhhh- J.Level is sending us something.... Come on !!!! ", coxed Death.

...Death discussed the paintings with Roy Earl and it was decided,
" for a laugh..." , giggled Death, " ...to let this one "squirm" alittle longer..."
It was really Roy Earl's idea...
and Death agreed.

They both like the " Manolin en directo ",

but Death liked " Si, robaos Meninas " more...
" yeah, let him squirm a little longer..." said Death.

Be well todo mundo.

J.Level

" A Normal Guy Named Death"
©J.Level20009

2009-12-12T16:00:00.007+01:00

...Ahh like the second world isn't more civilized ??

Myself and the fine brother Elo,

smoking in the airport.

Styl smiles,

It's warm,

and the heaviest is behind us,

for the moment...

...putting off the next wave,

the Spanish wave

with it's criminals

and traitors

for an emotional breather,

good food,

and a dose of reason.

Maybe something will be painted...

be warm todo mundo,

J.Level

At The Mall...with Death & Jesus...(an archive post)

2009-12-12T09:21:00.005+01:00

23.10.07

Death levitated, lookin' out over the parking lot.....
Death said, ".... Can't see the damned thing anywhere..." hoovering over a Fiat.
Jesus said, " I TOLD you , it's in the LL section...Arrrrrg, come down, and come on...". Stomped Jesus, huffingly.
Death said, " ...You hate this place don't you...? ", smiling.
Jesus said, looking at his sandles, " Hate ? strong word, hate. "Dispise", NOW there's a word for ya. Despise.
I despise cooked carrots. I despise yippi little dogs, I dispise the Amerikan health care system

I dispise the person trying to make that left turn acrossed the double yellow line at rush hour...

You know I think they should let the bloody Taliban come here and just do traffic control...

I'd bet good money that the first beheading for such a heinous infraction, would encourge the others...thus eliminating that problem...And, yes, I despise the Mall. Really. "

They walked about the lot for about a half an hour, discussing what they each despised...
Death said, " I despise those little hotdogs in a jar..." Cocktail franks " Yeech !...and those

horrible bald cats...You know your neihbour what's her name ?...Mrs. Slivermen ?

Can't stand the wretched woman...."
Death continues , " You hate this place don't you...Eh ? "
Jesus said , " YES !. I hate the mall. The people whom inhabit it and the commerical
desert they offer as " the latest thing ". Crass commericalisim Ca -Chunk Ca-Chunk Ca-Chunk
Theres Three More !!! just like everyone. Like you !!!

YES!!!!!!

I HATE THE MALL !!! MAN OF PEACE,

FRRRRRR-EAKIN' OUT HERE!!! HAPPY ?

HUMMMMM ? HAPPY ??? EH ? ...." screaming.

Ignored.
Death said, " Like me ? with my one suit and sandles ?..."

Death said, " Ah ! here we are...you've got the keys, No ? ..."
Jesus said, " ....I - I - I thought you had um'... ??????? "
Death smiles.....

Be well todo mundo.
J.Level

" At The Mall with Death and Jesus " ©spl2007
the painting :" El Picaro " 24x27cm watercolor/paper 400 euros (sold)
foto©spl2006

2009-11-27T17:34:00.001+01:00

...Domingo, things are gettin' weird

2009-11-14T07:03:00.002+01:00

" Where the fuck are we !!! ??? "
"... Sacramento, 1985, I think, sir. "
"... Drive us over to the O'leary's...
take a left and park. I gotta speak with
Marco....he started this all, ya know...?
" Started all this, " what " sir...? "
" This road to art and word, and their
combinations
that entered different minds
on all levels
at different times
and that the people look and the people
talk...and good or bad the art has it's desired
effect. I fear no evil Domingo,
my dear old friend...."
" Should I roll us up a few, sir ?... "
" Roll us up more than a few, Brother
probably gonna be here awhile..."
" Are things getting " weird " again , sir ? "
" Always been weird , Domingo...
always been weird..."

Be well todo mundo,

J. Level

2009-10-26T05:18:00.010+01:00

New bird in the house.Named Jake and

is nice, though

after a few beers

he bit a hole thru

a cool new shirt.

Nothing less was expected,

new home

new family

and that 80's rock

blarin' out

the boom box....Jake will be fine.

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-10-18T07:41:00.009+02:00

On.."The freak show and it's passing

thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death"

part 34...

Jesus splits, Lil' Moco guilt's out,

and Mrs. Silverman's blatant disregard for the rules...

Mrs. Silverman stood holding the hose watering Jesus' garden.

She was a good neighbour .

" these azaleas are looking perfect ! ", she smiled. It was 3: 12 am.

Mrs. Silverman was in her bathrobe. Illegal watering in LA.

" I know she'll be up. Strange woman...", predicted Jesus

The fone rang... " Oyga ? " said Mrs. Silverman, in spanish...

" Mrs.Silverman ? this is Jesus, speak english ! " said Jesus.

" hola ? Jesus ?...donde estas ? ".

" Mrs. Silverman it's Jesus your neighbor, listen I'm

on my way back to LA and I'm bringing a little friend

say, how's your cat Miles? ..."

Lil' Moco sat with toes crossed awaiting the conformation...

" Yes, the cat was fine, and Yes, he loved little cute talented dogs..."

repeated Jesus, Lil' Moco went nut's with joy " A cat, I love cats...

but I'm feelin' bad about Dan ...ya know ?" said the little dog

looking over towards the big lug sittin' staring out the snow

blocked window like it was a view over the ocean, the condo

next door or a grassy lawn...Dan was sad.

" Do you think we should invite him out to LA with us ?..."

asked Jesus. " Gots the makings of another freakshow if'n yer a askin",

said lil' Moco.

" HEY DAN !!! i have the greatest idea..." yelled Jesus.

" Gotta call Mrs.Silverman, she's gonna love this...

" Hola, oyga, Señora Silverman otra cosita ..." said Jesus

to a now excited Mrs.Silverman...

to be continued,

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©spl2009 on..." The freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadoww of Death" pts.1-34

Those sunny beaches of Prescott, Arizona

2009-10-15T00:01:00.006+02:00

blogactionday.org

Not long from now...

...We sat on the dock waiting for the sun to set

looking towards Los Angeles calm wave's slappin'

the seawall the smell of sea weed and smoked fish

at the end of the pier...my dear old friend Domingo

and I. West of here...all the places we'd sat and spoke,

grew and learned all we know today is west of here,

all underwater..has been for awhile.

" You hungry man...? "

"Yeah I could eat something...

let's go to The Rose,

next to the Vendome Hotel,

got's great kilib,

and a patio...

" I love that place..."

We rode, Domingo and I

thru the beach front Arizona street's

thru the park at the old court house square

passing that bronze cowboy,

sleeping under his bronze cowboy horse

up the street to the Vendome

to park the bikes, saying " Hi ! ", to Jennifer,

a ghost from times of Level passed....

The sea air was fresh as the sun sat,

a raging red and angry orange...

" I love Prescott...", Domingo said.

" It has had it moment's ..."

be well todo mundo,
J.Level

...I am 49 today

have all I need ...

...Styl

House

Jeep

Dog

Work

My Father...

Blessed ?

Probably.

2009-10-09T07:33:00.005+02:00

out in the garden...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

fotos ©spl2009

2009-10-03T21:34:00.012+02:00

On..." The freak show and it's passing thru

the Valley of the Shadow of Death " part 33

Jesus and Lil' Moco are splittin'

Dans flowered apron and a good fish soup...

..." Yeah, a stamp collection. Why does everyone always say

...A stamp collection...? I've quite a fine gun collection

that doesn' make folks go...You've gotta GUN COLLECTION ? "

explained Jesus to Lil' Moco...

" Say, you growing anything worth ...you know...you know..? "

asked a Lil' red eyed Moco of Jesus...

" Well it is California, we could get you something goin'...

I can buy anti-tank mines, a guy should be able to

grow a bit, for the dog yeah the dog... poor old Lil' Moco

Jesus said rubbin' Lil' Moco on the belly...

" FOOOOD !!!! " yelled Dan from the kitchen.

There in that warm and military clean kitchen stood

Dan, in a flowered apron holding giant bowls

of steamy fish ends and " NO shell fish for Jesus !!! " he said,

winking over at the little dog, sniffin', with a suspicious

look, on his curly small face, dippin' in a paw...

" Damn Dan, this smells great..." Jesus said.

They ate and enjoyed the warmth.

Jesus said, " Dan, we're leavin' outta here tomorrow

for the left coast...pass the bread please..."

And Dan said, with a worried and shock-ish look

" yer leavin' ? "

" Yeah, Lil' Moco wants to go see LA, and I'm tired of this trip,

I know theres a good nights sleep and a computer waiting

for me there, yeah we're goin' my dear friend ..." Jesus said.

" And you Lil' Moco...your going too ?" Dan asked.

" He's got CATS !!!!. Oh, ahhh- yes, I'm going to LA..."

he said, feeling a little sadder for saying it.

" Oh, ok... ah, I figured you'd stay here thats all. All good though.

I never had a dog, and well you seemed to like it here and all

but cool- yeah you'll love LA. Don't know why I live thru this

snow crap for so long any way...

...to be continued.

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto: Jeff Macintosh

2009-09-17T17:42:00.029+02:00

On..." The freak show and it's passing

thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death

part 32

" Jesus speaks, lil' Moco take's control.."

Jesus sat at the edge of his bed watching Lil' Moco roll from one side of the

room to the other, giggling. Jesus thought of Death and home. His LA Times

the Dodgers, his friend's down at the range. Jesus thought about the flowers

and the empty bird feeders, his browning lawn...

Dan was in the kitchen doing miracles with some can's and a bag of fish parts

the lady down at the market saves for him..." Gotta damned fine bouillabaisse

goin' here boy's . Hey Jesus, you eat shell fish right ?..." he said chopping away...

chopchopchop. Dan's flair for feeding the masses with some cans and bags of

miscellaneous meats, was legendary.

" ...you get that alot do you brother ? " do you eat shellfish...? " giggled Lil' Moco

between giggles. " Yeah. " said Jesus, breaking apart a big bud and tossing it to the

little stoned dog, rolling and giggling, still with the Leonard Cohen lines...

" ...The doctors working day and night but they'll never find that cure for love..."

swooned lil' Moco. Jesus sighed. He wanted to go home...

" Lil' Moco, I think it's time to go home..." he said

" Nobody " Lives " in LA man..." , giggled lil' Moco, between giggles.

" Man I've been out here along time, got a life in LA, Nobody lives in LA ? HUH !

I have my weird, yes, weird little house behind Mrs.Silverman. A garden that's dead now,

and what a lawn, man you should be so lucky to have a lawn like that in LA,

Mrs. Silverman again... nut with the illegal watering...does it at 3 am, nut case but a dear.

The bird feeders , and the cat's watching the bird feeder..." Jesus reminisced.
" Wait Wait Wait !!", sat up, sober as a priest..." Cat's?, you got cat's ? I love cat's..
Let's go ! right now ! give me the fone..." Hello Delta, one to LA and with small, cute
and mindful companion pet... no, no box... Ok. Ok... Yeee-esssss, my name ?"

looking over at an amazed Jesus...
" Name ? ahhh, Jesus H. Christ...
Yes, one in the same...tomorrow's fine. 11:32 pm, the red eye eh ?
No, thank you...clik... SO, we are outta here dude ! Give us a little smile..."

cajoled lil' Moco...

" So you want to go to LA ? " asked Jesus

" No swamps. No trees really... I have a small yard with flower's some squash

and some beans oh and the gun collection, a killer stamp collection...

Hey you like stamps ? " asked an excited Jesus.

" Stamps ? as in " Dawn !!!!!!, go to the store and buy some fucking stamps ?. Stamps ? "

asked lil' Moco, returning to the little peice of bud left on the floor.

" Yeah, stamps...". Jesus said.

to be continued...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto: ©spl2006 "Manolin #21 " a stolen drawing

2009-09-15T15:09:00.005+02:00

So friends,

Muntadhar al-Zaidi

walks a free man .

Let's see what he has to say...

Welcome home !

Be well Muntadhar,

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-09-11T16:11:00.002+02:00

the ranch friday 7;33 am

be well todo mundo,

j.level

2009-09-01T15:33:00.019+02:00

...another rarely given political slant

from barrio Beacon Hill...

The brother's over at al-Baghdadia TV

report the other day, that the only person

in this tiny world to get clear with Mr.Bush,

Mr.Muntadhar al-Zaidi, whom had had enough

last December at a news conference with the

Prime minister of Iraq, Nouri Almalki looking smart,

a shoe was thrown, not well, as Mr. Bush

has always been a sly one,

but thrown

and thru the air it flew

expressing the sentiment of a people. Simply.

Mr.Bush is a war criminal, thats a given.

Muntadhar al-Zaidi,

he came as close, as close

as any human will ever get to seeing justice administered

for Mr.Bush's crimes against the Iraqi people,

humanity and our intelligence as a collective,

so he did.

Muntadhar al-Zaidi walks from prison in December-ish,

" Time off for good behaviour " ...all good.

He is a hero, has and will be treated as such.

A man makes a huge statement

with such a small an item as a shoe...

Why all the guns and bombs ?

Shoes are cheap...well except

in Spain, but that's a whole other story...

I advocate future wars be fought

with Spanish shoes,

rolled up mainstream newspapers,

and locally made water balloons,

so I do.

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

fotos: Getty Images

Al- Baghdadia

...and Levant in Musla, Turkey
Send me an Email address !!!!
your well ? I am. J

Avid's ridin' up...

2009-08-24T18:28:00.013+02:00

artbyavid.com

This brother...

older, a bit more than

the last time I saw him

as I'll be to him...

He's ridin' his Ducati up

from the south.

Tradin' one mountain for another

this ones on an iland...

The rally on Vashon is well

attended, and Vashon,

being weird is a perfect site...

He's ridin' to the southern ranch

first to review the grounds, animals

and the family.

Styl's smilin'

and all is reasonable...

be well todo mundo...

J.Level

Apple store people are not human...

2009-08-17T23:07:00.012+02:00

...forgot I was on a ladder the other day and

landed on my iPhone, it saved my life.

It's fragile electronics squished ,

compressing the 150 pounds of dead weight

fallin' into the size of a ice cream sandwich...

The iPhone saved my life.

The screen showed but a blank sad white

with a bar code looking vertical set of lines

that when scanned surely reads " I'm dead ".

The Stepford person at the Apple store would not take the bait.

I used all my material, guilt, subtle threats,

moralistic examples...nothing. Nothing.

The geek would not be rattled.

So, when I handed him the iPhone

and said nothing but " it's dead I think ",

he returned a minute later and Stepfordly he said...

" The water indicators are red, thus it's out of warranty

you have to pay 199$ for the repair, but, we'll just give you

a new fone..."

New fone ... 99$.

They extorted me into paying 2 times as much.

I told him as I was madly scribbling my name on the

Stepford like documents put before

me..." what if I told you I had fallen off a ladder

and landed on the iPhone and that it probably

had nothing to do with water...?"

" Cash or charge...?",

was all he said.

Apple store people are not human.

I'm goin' PC and Palm Pre...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level..

2009-08-05T22:04:00.010+02:00

Some painting's at Kaladi Brother's

We have sweater's on

in the rainy city

all's back

to reasonable.

21 painting's up

at Kaladi Brother's...

511 East Pike st.

Seattle, Washington

98122

Styl666 sez..." Check um' out !!! "

be well todo mundo,

J. Level

2009-07-28T14:45:00.004+02:00

we should simply think back to this day

It was 20 degrees

snow on the ground

we were waiting for baseball

and for the season to begin...

The girls hot

cars hot

Hot.

Think back friends...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Saturday 6:00 am

2009-07-25T14:55:00.005+02:00

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Sunday 18:33

2009-07-19T18:33:00.000+02:00

be well ,

J.Level

2009-07-17T17:38:00.009+02:00

Hot...
Just hot in the rainy city.

Hot.

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Charlie

2009-07-13T03:13:00.004+02:00

...Around 4:00 pm or so,

coming back from buyin' us some

of those big Polish beers

that we love so much,

Charlie, the parrot, was found

murdered.

The details remain sketchy,

but it's assumed that Charlie

got gotten by a cat...

Charlie said " good morning ",

in the morning .

Said "Bye ", when you left.

Meowed like a cat,

and could bark

like the little dog next door..

Charlie did a great car alarm...

and tons more friends,

tons.

Charlie will be sorely missed .

He was quite a bird with

better manners

than alot of brothers and sisters

I have known, so he did.

Descanso en paz Charlie.

J. Level

Sunday 8:33am

2009-07-12T17:08:00.012+02:00

glass by Juli Sipes

...the party at L's, as always ... a blast.

Kids in three sizes,

Extra small

Medium Small

and Small,

the small S is growing up,

in her little Japanese tea dress,

Madri Gra beads

and that purse

about as large as she...

Champagne and a cake

H. was there and as I have always

said..." where ever H. is

folks just want to follow his lead..."

W. was charming as usual...

R and the crew from Amazon...

... and back at the southern ranch,

all is beautiful, from the young girl

to the flowers in the wild garden out back...

we're blessed, as usual...

good weekend in the rainy city,

y'all shoulda' been here...

Next time.

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-07-08T16:21:00.002+02:00

nothing but work...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-07-05T18:53:00.008+02:00

on..." The freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death
part 31..." John Kline in diplomatic super spin, Venus " who caused all this really " and...

John Kline stirred the pitcher.

Venus " who caused all this really ",

tapped her foot and stared at John Kline

from behind her Gucci black, black glasses.

John Kline caved...,

" ...Man, the brother was in deep, baseless fear.

Lob in his abandonment issues, insect issues,

gun issues, car and insurance company issues...,

and the pure desire not to be here...

I couldn't stand his smell..." stirred John Kline...

" Yeah the poor motherfucker did stink the dog stank...",

said Venus " who caused all this really ".

John Kline said.. " ...y'all did little to help really... " stirring, not shaking...

" ...I saw, assessed, and simply got a brother on to his next point...

No foul, eh ?... ",

hands up around his shoulders,

the national symbols of Spain,

Thailand

and Italy...

John Kline filled a glass. Added two olives,
and a little juice,

just the way Venus " who caused all this really " liked um'...
" He wanted to go, if you must know " , poured John Kline.

" What ? We love the wacky little neurotic guy around,

what the hell is this rolling freak show without him...? "

whined Venus " who caused all this really".

" He took that little ulgy dog... Lil' Moco ".

John pouring himself a glass.

Adding two onions, which he considered much tastier ...

" Crazy !!?? ", said Venus "who caused all this really ",

" ...and where did they... - he took the little toothless Moco ??? my God !!,

Where did you take them John Kline ?... "

A toe tapping, staring

Venus "who caused all this really " asked...

" The Gray Dog down in Lake Charles proper...", sipped John Kline..

" To the bus John Kline...? Oh My...John. Oh My..."

' To where ?... No don't tell me ...He went to Concord

and that freak Dan's house did'nt he John Kline...??? ".

demanded Venus " who caused all this really "...

" oh my ...", Venus " who caused all this really ", said.

to be continued...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

4 July 22:33

2009-07-05T07:27:00.015+02:00

....The brothers in my barrio

are exercising their second amendment right,

here in Amerika's Northwestern corner.

....Bullets are cheaper than fireworks,

and that unique sound of the Kalashnikov

and the Uzi,

have out banged

Red Devil

and Black Cat...

We're hangin' in the basement,

writtin' by a single bulb,

with almost everything else

one could ever need

from tools to paint

and I think I see a tailors dummy over there in the dark ..

Ain't' like Baghdad or anything, thank God.

...sounds like it though.

on Independence day 2009.

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-07-04T11:57:00.001+02:00

on..." The Freak show and it's passing thru
the Valley of the Shadow of Death " pt. 30 " Main street any town USA, smokin',
and the beer that never came..."

" ahhh-ummmmmmm - I'll have a pint a Manny's, thanks...
anyway , so there we were, Jesus with a bottle of Tequila and a bowl of
lemons imploring' the terribly altered crowd at the beach house, the last time that whole
group would hang again as it turned out... to drink and drink and saying it was " your patriotic duty "
they drank and drank... the cops showed at three and they had a shot or two...
...It was San Diego, Mission Beach to be exact, Santa Monica court, and Mission Beach Drive
I think it was the mushrooms, there were so many, you know..."
Dan said to lil' Moco, whom had a blurry view on the world...
" That's alright Dan can you see the way the light is blaring thru that window...
...Do I look any younger to you ???
... The last time I saw you you looked so much older- your famous blue rain coat was torn at the shoulder-----
swooned Lil' Moco...
" I heard from Lisa years ago in Portland, she was workin' for a answering service
and had a huge dog named Guinean. An Irish wolf hound, big as a house so she was.
Dixie Brown was so way long gone he has turned into but a legend...
I miss that guy sometimes..." Jesus said
" Yeah, I miss that guy sometimes..." said Dan
Hey where's my frickin' beer... NURSE !!!!! ..."
yelled Dan to the bartender.

to be continued....

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-07-01T14:56:00.007+02:00

Ya'll remember Bernardo, no ?

Bernardo ripped off 50 billion bucks

and a couple of days ago a judge

sentenced him a staggering 150 years

in prison.

A death sentence, basically.

A vengeful society

treats the loser

like they forgot the huge bucks they had recently

received...their whin'n about the principal,

remember, Bernardo chose them,

and they were giddy

at the prospect of having

" Bernie ", at the helm of their finances...

until they lost, of course...

A little anger there ?

You bet.

Everyone greedy ?

You bet.

So, for those of you whom have crossed a line,

you know, laundered a bit of cash from a sketchy

source, or those that have taken something sacred,

you know is not yours... remember 150 years

is a very long long long way to pay back your debt...

sure it goes down in years from there

Fact is, it is a good time to start worrying,

the pressure is gonna get turned up a bit from now on...

No more Julian's

No more Maite's

Madoffs...

No more....

We have all been warned.

Be nice.

Do the right thing.

Everybody wins....

" ...an eye for an eye make the whole world blind..."

Gandi said that and it's probably relevant nowadays...

Negoicate !!!!!

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto: "Bernard Madoff" / Time inc.

6:33 am thursday

2009-06-25T15:19:00.005+02:00

a bit of the ranch...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-06-24T16:11:00.003+02:00

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

2009-06-19T08:49:00.002+02:00

be well todo mundo,
yes I am still around.
All is reasonable.

J. Level

Friday morning 6:33

2009-06-12T18:14:00.003+02:00

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Sunday at the new house

2009-06-08T05:27:00.008+02:00

Ravens and nests with the future growing inside
looking to me for some protection some solice and
maybe a worm or two..." Vamos tio..."
Charlie the bird that talks said " good morning "
freaked me and I dropped the cup of coffee...
a perfect one, you know the one...
Cat's live under the house
boxes of the oldest coolest " Junk ",
but we call it " our defined tastes
and if you don't fu&@in' like it..."
I truly miss the old house.
That view
I never drove that Jeep
Sittin' with R...
Times short.
I am returning soon to that weird and
beautifully complicated land,
that has grew to be apart of me.
As a brother that has seen many things
Many things
the Natives would say
" Many things...many things "
I have seen enough of this place to know I belong
there. I understand the Spanish people innately
more than these Amerikans, whom aside
from a handful, lack some soul, some manners,
and well, the ability to leave the hate behind...
All good.
Y'all got yer rights,
so you do.

Buried a raven baby today.
Fell out the nest didn't know
that it was a long way up, so he/she didn't...

Some good advice...
Remember just how high up you are,
and that falling is but a bad move ahead.
Set your ladders next to the bushes
you might make it...so you might.

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto:©Spl2009

Saturday

2009-06-06T17:42:00.004+02:00

Just not a thing to say.
Gotta Death and Jesus coming up
patience Styl,
patience...

be well todo mundo

J.Level

foto:©jpl2009 " Level on Level " 24x18 cm ink tempra on paper 400$us

2009-05-26T16:09:00.007+02:00

" So, how ya doin' ? "
" Doin' reasonable "
" That's all we can really expect "
" Yeah, and some work..."
" Yeah, and some work..."
" Their watching us..."
" Ignore them, they'll go away..."

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto:©spl2008 " detail " man in box juggling cats"... a missing piece.

I have noticed that one of you there in ol' Oviedo is downloading various
pieces to your computer. You have been here every day, except saturday
and sunday, 114 times. Do you have my paintings and are wanting to give
back ? An email to Jlevel77@gmail.com is a good place to start...
All good.

2009-05-25T16:47:00.006+02:00

2009-05-23T00:59:00.006+02:00