Showing posts with label 1985. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1985. Show all posts

14.11.09

...Domingo, things are gettin' weird




" 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


26.2.08

...ole'



26.02.08
Uvieu,España


...So friends
just sittin' and thinkin'
the changes are comming without sonic booms
nor screamin 'sirens...huh.

Domingo, my dear old friend,
...the dogs get a tibit
before I do,
and waitin', hummin',
then do I consume.
good advice when traveling...


Hungarian Bean Soup...
How'd it go my Brother ?

The wise one sends a note
reminding me/us, that all is well,
that the spoon is for all to share,
long handled
so one can share at
a distance,
which makes some folks
more comfortable...
Thanks. Can't wait to see you.

...a few emotions still in raw form.
a few walls that should be torn down,
but only a few...no problem.

And that's another day,
and another day in España-Oh
The phone lines are open now !!!

The freakshow continues friends...

Be well todo mundo,
J.Level


... and thinking of
you there S.C.