...on " The Freakshow, and it's passing thru the Valley of the showdow of death....part 1," The first night in town..."

The gig had been booked for months. Death smiled a rare smile.
" Home..." thought Death.

...6 days in a 1960 Volkswagen camper.
Death shared her
with Jesus,
Dave,
Jon Kline,
Venus " Who Caused all this really, "
and Domingo, the voice of reason.

A minor prophet. A magic person

and dear friend of Jesus...
They traveled that rural route

many a time.
Death drove. He trusted nobody
with " My Baby ," he called her," My Baby ," lovingly.
Thus Death wrote the tune...
" First we going to "The Thing", way out there on hyway 10.
...Then to the Dinosaur on hyway 15 ta ol' San Diego....
Then WE ARE stopping at Stucky's for nut logs....."
The gang sighed collectively.
".... ahhhhh, the road to The Valley of the Shadow of Death
is gonna be a long one, my friends, I suggest we practice
the fine art of saying " thank you " instead of " no ,"

said Domingo,
always the calm
before the storm...

Paralyzed at a Stucky's, somewhere in Banning, Death returns.
..." Look !!!!!!! Shells with spring google eyes...!!!! Way out here in the desert...
Amazing to think this all.....", spreading his boney arms to take in "all "
"...Used to be an ocean....!" sceeeched Death, joyfully.

They were somewhere between Banning and Barstow,
Hell, in it's purest form...
"...Motherfuckin' hot..." said Venus "who caused all of this really ."
" Hey Dave, pass me that big green sweater, will ya ?.
It's a little chilly, no ? ..." said Death,
to nobody in particular....
...and it was the dog, Neng who became aware of the noise as the
miles passed, but said nothing. That THUNK Thunk THUNK sound,
he'd heard it before.
" ...Sucked a valve...so we did.
Hope I got my fone...." he thought.

"... Not my job to be more intelligent
than my owner.
Aint' sayin' nothin', so I'm not. " Said Neng.
Breaking the silence, they talked quietly...
Jesus agreed, but Dave an
Venus " who caused of all this really... "
and John Kline
were divided. As usual.

Nothing was said.
And all slept, except Domingo...
who read Cervantes,
between the the passing
hiway lites.
It would be a long night
driving thru the deserts of California and Arizona...

Domingo, comfortable anywhere there were
friends and dogs
pulled his hat down over
his eyes
looking thru the slit of failing southwest lite
reflecting off the long rectangular mirror
of the narrow closet door that banged open now
and then
until he closed his eyes
and dreamed.....
...and Death drove on...



Be well todo mundo
J.Level
©spl2007 " The Freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley of The Shadow of Death " Chapters 1-52
foto: Fresno city hall

" A Normal Guy Named Death " part 2

...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

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

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

6:33 am

Styl sez I think too much about Death.

" You really do think alot about Death..." she said.

" Death the concept or Death the guy with a van,

a station wagon and cats ?, or the Death with the condo

in Century city ?... " I asked.

" ..........................." a smiling Styl stares...

" You've got alot of time on your hands ...", Styl smiles.

" Yeah, I've got alot of time on my hands ...", I said.

It's gettin warm again here in this rainy

snowy windy place. We will all have much to do 

soon enough...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Death and Dave's kitchen

" ...Your bringing me down with that tune stop !!! "
" What ???? "
" Thats " The Death march" your humming, no ? "
" No."
"...your not humming ? "
" HUH ? "
"...another beer ? "
" Yeah.... "

Death waited in the kitchen. He was reading an ad for the Eroski market
and commenting on what a good price they were asking for a glassed
topped diningroom table, with 6 mathching chairs....
" What ? The chairs are glass topped too ? ", Death laughed....
" Oh ! and a small rug as a gift...Hummmmm ", Death read on...
" Maybe it's time to paint the diningroom...", Death thought, turning to
the hardware section...
Dave enters the kitchen.
" !!! BLUE !!! Satin finish ?. No matte, with white trim !!! Yes !..." thought Death...

" Your pretty good at painting diningrooms eh Dave ? ",  said Death, looking around Dave's kitchen.
Dave looked worried comparing paint chips at Eroski's with Death...

be well todo mundo...

J.Level

" A Normal Guy Named Death "

Death waited in line with 19 others.
" ...Busy day at the bank... ", thought Death,
looking towards the blond lady 

standing by the window with her little poodle.

" love those little dogs...well except two

Lil' Moco and Meirdina...

disgusting little beasts..."
The line moved slowly.
Death looked at his watch.
" Isn't that Death up there ahead...? " Shelia asked Dave.
" Why Yes!. I think it is... Death! Hey Death!!!..." shouted Dave.
" Damn! it's that annoying Dave Kline...", thought Death.
For some reason Death agreed to have drinks 

at Valentine's . Valentines was dark. Death liked dark.
Death would not show up...
"You just wait for me there Dave..." waved Death.

 " Can't stand that guy... It's good to be Death...",

said Death to himself, 

handing his American Express over the counter 

to the attractive teller... " Deella "
" Excuse me?" asked the attractive teller.
" Er- Ahh- Yes . Right. Right-Errr.... is that the right card ?

  Yes , ahh.... Yes it is ...", stammered Death, smiling.
" Yes", said the attractive teller to Death, smiling.....

Dave and Sheila waited at Meson Valentine,

"... Now where on earth could that wacky guy be Shelia ? ",

asked Dave...

It was the brightest light she had ever seen, 

Shelia told the guy's in the white coats.

as they loaded her into the ambulance...

Dave was nowhere to be found...

" DAVE !!! OH DAVE !!!! Lava enema time !!!...DAVE ??? ".

Shouted  Klaus, a friend of Death's down in,

well y'all know where...

Be well todo mundo.
J.Level

" A Normal Guy Named Death"
©jpl2008

On... " The Freakshow, and it's passing thru the Valley of of the shadow of Death..." Part 2 " The road ain't what it used to be..."

16.11.07
Uvieu, España

...Domingo was dreaming of a mild breeze
cooling everything, and bringing the attitudes to the
point of true reflection...
..." I never say no, I say Thank you...
..." I never say no, I say Thank you...

Death screamed.
" Mi caga en su puta madre !!!!"
" If you don't cooperate I'M goooonaaaaaaa...."
" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ! "
Domingo, awake, and parting the curtins
looks out on the feet of Death
pokin' out from under the van...
" AAAAAAAAAAhgGGGGGGGGh!!!!!!
I condem you the the depths of hell you bastard peice of shit "
Screamed Death...

Domingo took it all in.
Dave, Jesus and Venus " who caused all this really..."
slept on,
" Oh No ! we're in Texas.. got a van loaded with freaks
broke down in... Hey ! Hey Death!!! We're in Texas... ?
" Ahhhhhhhgh ! que puta meirda es eso !!! Eh? Te mata!!!!
ahhhh- yes, we are in Texas... Gran, i think..." yelled Death.
"... Texas..." recited Domingo to Neng , the dog.

"... Welp, that's it. Sucked a valve and we begin another chapter in this
rolling freakshow, Domingo, my old friend.
How many times have we sat right here, same problem, how many times?... "
asked Death.
"... remember Amerillo, in 78'..." asked Domingo.
" JO !!, don't remind me. My head still hurts form that poison..." groned Death
" ......Ahhh," come from a sleeping bag in the loft
"... Son of God tryin' to sleep here... Shut up already...hummmm? "
said Jesus.
Death and Domingo got up and out.
" So, the same game, ok ? We're from Canada. Everybody like's Canadians...
AND for christ's sake don't light that up here !!!!. Are ya nut's or something ?????"
screamed Death.
" Tranky tio...."
Death and Domingo walk on looking for a machine shop
In Gran ,Texas....
The locals starin' " Getta load a that crew, there Cleteis..."
Said a Texan, boots, hat and all...
"...Just keep walkin, man...all good all good..." said Domingo to Death...



be well todo mundo...
J.Level

c spl2007
foto:btf 1959

" A Normal Guy Named Death " part 4 an final

25.08.07
Uvieu,España

" ....Your bringing me down with that tune, Stop! "
" What ? "
" Thats " The Death march" your humming...No? "
" No."
"...Huh."
"...Another beer...?"
".. Yeah."

Death waited in the kitchen.
He read an ad from the Eroski Store and commented on " what a good price "
they asked for a glassed topped diningroom table " with 6 chairs..."
" And a 4x5 floor rug as a gift !!" smiled Death.
Turning the page...Death thought " maybe it is time to paint the livingroom...?'".
The ad read " READY FOR A CHANGE ???"
" Huh, READY FOR A CHANGE DAVE ???" smirked Death.
Dave enters the kitchen... " You want a Miller or a Bud Hon...?
Death Rolled his eyes " Bud or Miller..."
" When i'm finished here ...YES ! I'll paint the walls light blue, and the trim a cool white....
maybe i should change the curtins too...hummmmm." Thought Death putting down
the ad for the Eroski Stores....

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level
(Jlevel77@yahoo.com)
" A Normal Guy Named Death"
©jlevel2007

" A Normal Guy Named Death..." Part 1

22.08.07
Uvieu,España

Cutting onions for the " Tacos ala Death"
Death hummed... " Its a small world after all-it's a small small world...".
Guests were comming.
" I hope theres enough for 8...", Death thought.
He peeled another onion.

Outside

Dave and the gang were just pullin' up.
Nobody had a clue...Parking the mini-van, a Dodge Astro.
" Huh!. They don't have a clue..." said Death, smiling.
...It's a small world after all- it's a small small world...
Hummed Death, brushing the onion skins into the trash.
Death noticed a scratch on the white marble counter.
" I can probably sand that out verrrry carefully....hummm...",thought Death.
The doorbell boinked...BOINK!BOINK!
Death cringed.
" Thats the last doorbell i buy from that shop on Pine...Well, "
Death straightend a dolily...
" Showtime" Death said, reaching for the door.


Be well todo mundo...
J.Level
(jlevel77@yahoo.com)
"A normal guy named Death"
©j.level2007