Cab Ride

"Cab Ride"

A Jade Buddha picked me up in his taxicab.  We rode to The Hilly City across The Red Bridge's Golden Bay.  He told me the Divine Being's heart was full of joy and happy contentment, like those of the enlightened few.  The Wise One has a soul full of knowledge and tolerance.  Through love's strength comes a divine wisdom.  He let me go to pursue my travels to Tibet, where I found My Sage's Monastery on a Himalayan Mountaintop.


Billet's

Curiosity Quote

"Curiosity Quote"

"The mind is a curious thing."

By Jonathan Billet

Living In Larchmont

"Living In Larchmont"

I have been living in the town of Larchmont for the past five odd years.  I have been living with 3,000 women, 2,070 men, 1,000 dogs, and I estimate 575 cats of all different ages, sizes, and shapes.  I live with about 40 stores and dozens of eateries of all types.  At first, I found it hard after living alone in a White Plains studio.  Still, sometimes I find myself feeling alienated and lonely.  Whoever you may be, stranger, I'd appreciate it if you would shake a hand or wag a tail.

Love a friend named Jon Billet

Written Writing

"Written Writing"

Someone asked me when I started writing.  My response was, just about the same time I started reading.  I have been writing with serious intent for about three years.  God will give me more time as each writing gets better and more to my sages' liking.  I am one of the many people of the world.  A world's student and humble servant.  I am one only.

You are my Lord, Dudet.  You have no monetary value to me.  In my book, you are priceless.  I owe your world my life.  I write to phrase the obvious, which is really the most hidden of all secrets.  Should opportunity come knocking, don't you ever let it close on you.  Stay as holy as you will always be to me and the world.

With Love In His Heart,

Captain Moonlight alias

Jonathan Billet    

Thin Air

"Thin Air"

Life, like its possessions, gets either lost or rots.

Sounds have silent shapes, and sizes, like shadows.

Sunlight has a mood and it's happy and cheerful.

Life don't go away to stay but shows up another day to play.

The heart is the singer of the band.

The seasons have felt emotions.

Like people do.

Fall - thoughtful and pensive.

Spring - happy and new.

Summer - light and airy.

Winter - closed and dark as death.

Comedy, like the seasons, makes us laugh and love.

Sadness makes us weary and sad.

A clown is funny - a town - punny.

The sun - sunny.

Runny races - funny faces.

This deck of cards is full of flying aces.

All things need spaces and new places to occupy time.

Light needs dark.

Darkness needs light.

Black needs white.

White needs black.

The artist needs black, white, and blue.

I need you!

Your kind friendship.

I want love.

I'm a baby!

Have to burp and fart.

Hiccups can kill!

Yawns are contagious.

I knew a man who broke out in yellow polka dots.

Rages of laughter and fits of anger.

I rode a balloon out of Oz.

A cannonball out of the sky with the Baron Von Munchausen.

A chair doesn't have a step or stair.

A bald Polar Bear has no hair.

You're the itch of a pun.

Not a son of a bitch.

A Lark not a Kent.

The moisture's white clouds make the tree barks wet.

The birds drink the earth's clean waters.



Love U - Master Mater
Jonathan Billet 9/8/11

Words

"Words"



I build words for a living of love.

Like the builder builds his house brick by brick.

Mine is built word by word.

Step by step, word by word.

Trying to create beautiful words until I can finish a sentence.

Take my voyage and complete a book of sentences.

With the world's help I'll be able to see and write as I travel through my life.

Would like to send a message through my media like others do through theirs.

Through my thoughts of life, I view others and the world around me.

I can feel their feelings and ideas only through my own.

I am a blind clairvoyant, only able to see what I can.

My loneliness makes me feel trapped at times, and liberated at others.

The isolation keeps words unspoken, tranquil, and peaceful.

This company gets me so lonesome for companionship that it tends to make me mad.

Need people's and the world's company despite their flaws.

Like food, water, and space I need them to them to give me the things only they give.

Sharing is caring.

I would like to write the universe's still unspoken words.

Yo escribo las palabras en mi cabeza que hablo.

Amo tu!


J. Billet's alias Captain Midnight, Col. Corn Flake, Don Juan,
Flatop Celeryhead, Jon Billygoat, J.D. Billet, Dr. Sigmund Fudd M.D.,
Douglas Sir Arthur, and all the other lousy names in the universe.

Dear Letters

Dear Letters,


         Besides a catchy name and matching face, what do we know about the people "Representing" us?  They think and look like we do.  This is uncanny in my opinion.  They almost know what we're thinking - it's their business to know.  We really don't know the first thing about any of them.  When was the last time you actually spoke to one of these people?


         "The Message Is My Medium."  That's from the 60's.  It's turned from a TV event into a major Hollywood production.  Congress and Senate performing drama on their house's floors.  TV and radio stations catching the most dramatic parts of this comedy.  The actors being paid heft sums by unknown agents for services rendered. 

Jon Billet