The Crazy guy in my barrio...

24.01-08
Uvieu,España

The crazy guy in my barrio
screamed and directed traffic
until the cops came.
They were seemingly kind enough.
He screamed,
"Tu no sabes quien soy"
you don't know who I am
" Yes we do ", the cop said
" ...your the cousin of the
Mayor, and we're taking you home..."

Sometimes, I envy the truly
and visibly nuts.
Innocence and opportunity
and video cameras everywhere
the brother is an actor
and beside the drunken russian
who sings opera infront of the
city hall they could be confused for
the famous, which they are you know...
I know many nut's people, so I do.
Yesterday was a good day...
got autographs from the two artists
and the cop only poked me once
with the billy club before
telling me to
" Move the fuck on..."
in spanish of course...
and that looks like this...

" Vete a mierda ya !!!!"

...gotta love this weird
and beautifully complicated land...
Theres room, when ya'll commin ?.


Be well todo mundo,
J.Level
...and yes Dan, I am still pissed at
your sever lack of sensitivity...j



c2008 " The crazy guy in my barrio"

On..." trailers, cardboard boxes and the winds of the past..."

09.11.07
Uvieu,España

Hot dry wind a blowin', Domingo,
my dear old friend.
blowin' and blowin
things around
unexpectedly
rearanging the importance
renumbering the Lists...

" The Lists...?"
" The Master Plan...."
" OOOOH, The Master Plan..."

My list was pretty basic;

1) Survive
2) Paint
3) Paint and talk about the paintings
4) Obtain the ability to transform thoughts into words,and words into art accessible to everyone
5) Sell the art, write the books and plays, make the movies, install myself forever
6) Find The Girl, and and live happily ever after.

That wind has added and taken away
from the lists Domingo, my dear old friend.
Added another to my world
one that can help me remember
one that can help me forget...

Ya know...?
I'm just gonna sit here,
And why don't you just sit yerself down
and roll us up another Domingo,
and I'll tell you a story about a trailer
that usta sit right over there....and another
about Love and miricles and a Girl that looks
like a movie star....

...It's 1963 or so, I'm a foot and a half tall
sittin' in a cardboard box with Eddie
next to the trailer, was probably hot like africa hot
My Father and his friends are
buildin' Claude's house out there
in Yucca Valley
a long time ago.....

Be well todo mundo.
J.Level

©spl2007
Foto; B.N.

" 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