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.."

... 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
C 2008 spl " On ..."The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death "
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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

on .." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " part 22 " Jesus and Lil' Moco drive a bus"

...Stan screamed : " NO !!!!! you gotta put in the clutch...

ohhhhhh- ooooooo ayyyyyyyyyeeeee

my poor baby..!! ", trying to teach Jesus to drive the bus.

Jesus screamed : " Ayyyyyyyy - Ayyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee !!!! "

Lil' Moco sat on the lap of Mrs. Sherry Kilinstine from Houston, Texas,

" ... So, your a friend of Jesus ?. Gosh he's a bit different than

I expected him to look like... Sorta a dirty hippy really..."

Lil Moco's thought about biting her, for loyalty's sake,

but she had a nice lap, and Lil' Moco's liked the way

she scratched him behind the ear...

Stan screamed on.

Jesus couldn't co-ordainate...

" Clutch... griiiiiiiiiiind. Ok, clutch, eeeeeee-ase it into first...

GRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDD !!!!!

" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!! ",

Stan screamed.

J.Level

foto©2009 "Alan"

©jlp 2009 " on... The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" pts 1-23

Bob's " POINT BLANK" gun shop & Jesus....

" So Bob, how much for how many ?", asked Jesus of the arms dealer,

Bob, owner of " Bob's " Point Blank " gun shop" on third.
" Well Jesus, I'll tell ya.. Ahh! You've seen these before ...No? " Smoozed Bob,
the arms dealer to Jesus.
" OOOOO! " ooo'ed Jesus, pickin' up a AP-78-a anti personnel granade.
" YYYYeppp-uuunnehhhhh..." grunted Bob, smilingly, contently, proudly.
"... and you'll be a throwin' in a few hundred rounds of them there
.380 Smith & Wessies ta boot... eh Bob...? ", smiled Jesus cajolingly.
" Sir it would be my pleasure. Now will that be cash or charge..? ", smiled Bob,
baggin' the bullets along with 4 AP-78a anti personel granades
into a plain brown paper bag, pushin' it over to Jesus...
" OOOPHHH ! Huh ! weighs a ton...", chuckled Jesus, signing the charge slip,
and bidding Bob a " Good Day "...
" ooohooo, this IS heavy..." said Jesus, crossing Third and headin up 12th Ave...
waving to little Tommy, whom was waving at him. " Hello little Tommy, nice day

hummmmmm ? Good one that little Timmy, he'll go far...

Be well todo mundo...

J.level

"Bob's " POINT BLANK " gunshop & Jesus"
©jpl2007

on..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death pt 18 " Stan the bus driver's story...

  Stan the bus driver had been a " loyal employee " 

for thirty years. So, " why the hell do I drive this god forsaken 

freak route, got damn Lake Charles to NY city !!! Damned freaks !! FREAKS !!!! ????"

Stan drove on, after all he, was a professional.

" DRIVER !!!!!!" shouted Mrs. Meyer, from Albany sitting in the fifth row.

" Shouldn't we be stopping anytime soon...? she shrieked. Mrs Meyer did.

Stan winced and said nothing.He'd learned it. " Ignore it Stan, It'll go away..."

" Driver !!! " shouted Mrs. Meyer...

Stan had taken to pointing at the sign mounted beside the fan

" DO NOT TALK TO THE DRIVER " it said.

But she started to squeeze her large self outta the seat...

Stan thought..." No. Don't do it. Sit back down. No, don't keep coming...

No Mrs. Meyer you don't want to do this...STOP please .

The next warning will be a shot, please return to your seat and enjoy the view.

Thank you. Bong- bing-bong...."

Then she was there.

" Driver, Are'nt we supposed to stop soon ? Regulations say..." 

" THAT'S IT !!! ", growled Stan, the bus driver skidding the bus to the edge of the hi way.

Stan turned in his seat towards a shocked, but well, Mrs. Meyer...after all,

Mrs. Meyer was married to Mr. Meyer, whom was a panicked driver.

She had grown used to skidding, sliding and sudden stops. Bracing for the worst

was Mrs. Meyer's forte. Stan, the bus driver reached down into his Samsonite overnight bag

stored behind his seat, and retrieved his Camels and the Zippo.

Slowly he stood up, turned and faced the passangers and said...

" Smoke 'um if you got 'um ", and walked off the bus into the warm 

South Carolina evening..." Freak's", said Stan exhaling...

Lil'Moco's said: " Now there's one of the more stressed out brother's 

we've seen in awhile hummmm ? "

Jesus said: " That poor man, I'm going out to talk to him..."

And Lil' Moco's said : " ...of course you are...",  turning circles around and around

finding the warm spot...

J. Level

©jpl 2008  on..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " pt. 1-18

...In the barrio

01.03.08
Uvieu,España

...ok, so we took a walk
after the blog of yesterday...
I am a reactionary, and there's
lots going on...

Sorry.

Walkin' around in the barrio...

" Jess ! come here man..."
sez Helieo

"...Is that the Jesus of Asturias..?
Little Xuan jo...? eh ? oh..." Helieo sniffs
at the glass..

That little shop, in the heart of my barrio
" they " say is the oldest residence
in the mall...( Uvieu )
It's a Jesus candle and paraphenalia shop,
a headshop for the faithhful...

"...Jess ! look man, is that a little
plastic Elvis there behind the... what ? is that
Groucho Marx behind that little plaster Angel...?
God !!! I love this shop....!!!
!!! can we go in ??!!
!!! Vamos tio...Vamos vamos vaaa-mos tio...!
Sez Helieo, the dog.
The lady in the shop shook her
head " No ",
looking at us thru the window,
" No dogs.."
she mouthed...
Helieo pissed on the wall
did the back feet scrapin' thing,
a dog thing...
" All good..." Sez Heleio
and we walked on...
" There's the museum, wanna see some Sorrolla...?"
Helieo sez...

...and that's another day in the barrio,
and another day in España.

All good ?
All good.


Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Happy birthday Y.D.
te quiero mucho...
te deseo paz y abundancia
un beso...j

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on..." The Freakshow, and it's passing thru The Valley of the Shadow of Death... Part 4 " Dawn's Bayu cafe and Warren, Deaths second cousin..."

" You be a wantin' ham wit dat der sweetcakes ? "
Doris , the waitress, squeaked to Jesus, whom had the " face of horror "
as it would be told years later by a smirking Death,
" You should have seen the look on his angelic Jewish face..
You be a wantin' ham wit dat der sweet cakes ???!!! Ha !!! "
Jesus would cring, and smile nervously. Angelically, but nervously...

The freak show stops on that side of the Louisiana / Texas border
" Laaaaaaaak Charrrrrrrrrles, The Valley of the Shadow of Death "
a beaming Death announced... Swingin the van into Dawn's Bayou cafe....

Death, swooning with memories, orders fat pancakes
with grits and bacon, ham, biscuit's, orange juice and coffee...
" ...and you'd be bringin' me those " drippin's there too, Hon-ey..."
squeaked Death to Doris, whom was feeling a little chill,
pulled her sweater over her ample southern shoulder...
" Ahhh, OK...??? " she squeeked , a look of awe and worry crosses
the chubby cheeks of Doris, a devout catholic.

Domingo, Dave , John Kline and Venus " whom caused all this really "
all too ordered pork based products, and eggs, wheat toast and
" ...with blackberry jam..AND HEY THERE DORIS ! ..." growled Venus
" Whom caused all this really"
" ..and not that shit without the seeds... (mean stare) I love the seedy stuff "
Venus " whom caused all this really " giggled...

Jesus looked out the window at the scummy bayou reflecting
rainbows of sheeny oily muck and wondered...
" you be a wantin' ham wit dat..."... God ."

...The dog streched, scratched his butt
and climbed into the passenger seat. He
looked out the window at Jesus, scanning
the merky goo of a national treasure...and too wondering
"..Huh, whats next ?..."

" So..." chomped Death, " whos up for alittle tragic Death Family history -chomp- hummmm ? "
" Oh -chomp- mannnn, no. Man why are you always -chomp - so heavy mannnnn ", chompt Dave
"....here we go..." chomped John Kline
" Lay it on us motherfucker !!! -chomp - gory stuff ? er what ? Bet-ter be
pretty fu-ckin' -chomp - gory to impress me brother -chomp -
pass the salt will ya Dave - chomp_ that's a luv..." chomped Venus " whom caused all this really ".
...and Domingo, the voice of reason...,
" ...My fine brother Death, we are all with you in your pain...
Lay it on us brother... I never say no, I say thank you... Everybody !!!
" You really - chomp - suffer some " special defects ", Domingo, my dear old friend..."

They eat and Death told stories of his childhood...
"...and all of a sudden Little Timmy got so mad, I had to turn him into
a lawn dwarf... oh we laughed and laughed...Uh, no.... I laughed...
Little Timmy was, well, a lawn dwarf after all , and their made of concrete you know,
and don't REALLY laugh.... er- ah, well, you know what I'm gettin' at...So..."

This went on until Warren, the owner of "Dawns Bayu cafe " came out with
a bat, and asking nicely enough, the Freak show pays the bill
" Huh, 22.50, for 6 , not bad, eh Death ? " said Jesus.
" Your name is Death ?...." asked Warren of Death.
"... Death, from The Camaron Parish Death's...? Well I'll be got damnt !!!!!
I'm Warren, your second cousin on your mothers side!!! ! Well I'll be Got damnt!!!
Dawn !! DAWNNNNNN!! come a runnin' !!!! It's Death. Oh wow!!!
My cousin Death's here all the way from Californi !!! Well I be got damnt !!!!..."
screeched Warren...
" Who the fuck is this abnormal dick head...Your cousin..? Christ ! oh, sorry Jesus..."
said Venus " whom caused all this really ".

Plans were made to go to the house with Warren and Dawn.
Death was giddy with excitement...
" My cousin Warren...wow! " wowed Death.
Jesus sighed, he was remembering the last time they saw
Warren...apparently Death had forgotten....
" ..The Freak show continues !!!!!!! " announced Death,
puttin' the van into first
and lettin out the clutch....

to be continued.....


be well todo mundo...
Marco, J.P.L.and J.G.L thanks for the words..
no, I'm fine. No, really...

J.Level
Foto: B.L
"The Freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death"
©spl2007