be well todo mundo,

J.Level

" 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

...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)

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

...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

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

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

Foto©2009jpl " Life # 3"

Those sunny beaches of Prescott, Arizona

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.

JL

out in the garden...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

fotos ©spl2009

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

©2009spl On..." the freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" parts 1-33

foto: Jeff Macintosh

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

©2009JPL " On the Freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death"1-32

all rights reserved.

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

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

the ranch friday 7;33 am

be well todo mundo,

j.level

...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
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