WHAT SHALL I CALL IT?
THE ECHO
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Rumors of Levon’s sanity and well being were greatly exaggerated and unduly magnified, and overstated by the manner of his behavior. He felt so good that he decided to go for dinner at the little café at the end of the block .. He could get some spaghetti. He was really ready for some real spaghetti.
He drove the rolmobile down the street to the Café Oakland. It was on the same side of the street that he was on. He got out and went in the door at the lower end of the building. 9That is all he remembered)…
The cook was getting the spaghetti ready for the sauce when Jr. (Levon) walked in the door. The cook was trying to throw a piece of spaghetti on to the wall, to see if it was ready. If it stuck to the wall, it was done. He missed the wall and hit Levon on the head… Levon looked a little stunned and passed out on the floor. He went into a coma. He was in the hospital for six hours, from being hit on the head with a wet noodle.
Levon could feel the lightest vibrations of the “winds of change.” That was his great little talent … Feeling those very light vibrations of the things that were to come into our future. Although the manager had the ambulance there before the breakfast rust was over, Levon was in the hospital for six hours and just lay there dreaming of the landscapes of Salvador Dali, in his coma.
The landscape was the image of the scene with the burning giraffe in the background and the two ladies in the front, one with pockets up her side and the other with spicks along her back. In the center of the three of them there was a series of polls with the lines connecting them where the suports for the building of the “wind buckets” were to be constructed ..the islands in the background were symbolic of the giant undertaking of the putting up the “wind buckets.”
The lady with the spines up her back was burning the polls with a flame of fire that she was holding in her hand .. It was a most vehement flame, intense and as a fountian running down ward and melting the polls and the cupplings on the polls. The giraffe with the burning back had flames running up and destroyed eveything that the woman’s flame missed. Levon was climbing up the spines on her back and trying to get to the flames to stop the burning. Every time he got to the top of one, it would calapse and send him to the ground with a hard thud! The other lady with the pockets on her leg would give a baby to anyone who came to help Levon. She gave out babies like a Maharanee, passing out “white elephant” to those he wanted to burden, and punish. Levon would run from one figure to the next and back. He was silly and crazy, running from one of them to the other and with no progress, just running in circles... Levon felt so good that he decided to go for dinner at the little café at the end of the block where he could get some spaghetti. He was really ready for some real spaghetti.
He drove the rolmobile down the street to the Café Oakland, on the same side of the street that he was on. He got out and went in the door at the lower side of the building. The cook was getting the spaghetti ready for the sauce when Jr. walked in the door. The cook was trying to throw a piece of spaghetti onto the wall to see if it was ready for the sauce when it missed and landed on the fore head of Levon and he looked a little stunned and passed out on the floor. Yes, he went into a coma for six hours from being hit on the head with a wet noodle.
Jr, was a person who had the gentle touch of those who have the great little talent of feeling those very light vibrations of things to come in our life time,. That was his talent. He could feel the lightest vibrations of the “winds of change.”
The Café Oakland manager had the ambulance there in no time and Jr. was in the hospital before the breakfast rush was over. Mr. Gee had to come together and drive the rolmobile to the Alameda Point.
(You can read “Levon’s Coma” in book stories in 2004)
Levon was out of the hospital the next day after the doctors could find nothing wrong with him. He tried to act normal when he saw Mr. Gee. but he was a mess and didn’t know why. He was out of it for a day and a half. He got back in into his regular ruetine two days later.
He felt awful about leving the Formats Book Details The story is “WHAT SHALL I CALL IT” continued and many of the characters and family members come into the story with their special characteristics and the main character the “spear of Longinus, help to make the story more mystic and the plot gets more interesting as the reader begin to realize that he or she is in the story because the tail is in the make up of all of us. Is Lizzie Bell a real person or an alien goddess. We go from Texas to Oakland and back to Texas and get ready for the long trip to outer space! (In imagination, if the prophecy is written in the mind of the believer!) These people are very mysterious and kind and pitiful. These characters are all great fighters and do many wonderful things for the reader who had the imagination of the writer, he is a character too. Look into the heart of the Oakland people and you will see the reflection of many people you have seen in down town Oakland at one time or another. The victims of the violence, mothers and children and the offenders. Did a man or men really make a million dollars insuring those people already dead? So what is that under your feet? A bookworm or what are you anyway? Who is Lizzie Bell anyway? After many years and much study Mr. Boone had come to the public with his humor, imagination and the story of his mystic universe that he insist exist along with our world. He was born in the small town of He had lived in the bay area for fifty odd years and has written many articles and short stories and now a full novel His third ... Mr. Boone is a non-smoker and is in full compliance with the people who believe that human life is sacred and sex is for married people only ... Those married to the opposite sex. They and only those married are allowed to have the privilege of sexual intercourse. Having been prosecuted and discriminated and abuse by those who believe otherwise is the real reason for this wild attempt to entertain and education the public with his story and sacrifice... He was a boy scout and sailor and has been a teacher and substitute teacher in the Oakland Public Schools and is now devoting his life to the solution of the “murder Problem” in Oakland where he spent his childhood and most joyful, wonderful years . He is promised to a lady in marriage and may be seen in the classrooms of the
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