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NICE NO-TIMING
I’m going to the four hundred eleventh walking of the Bud of Walking I’m going to meet up with Mirhana I spent five and a half hours with Mirhana five and a half hours of agreement God I’m sharing joy duck down bird raise above fish sometimes I’m that man just sometimes but enough both for always and forever just Your embrace sometimes I go through blessings in no time no-time writing my joy love-kisses fears so that fears could have a bit of joy as well a moment ago I’ve heard the voice of the man for whom it’s been said is dead he’s alive in the same way he was alive and You have been a witness of that mystery truth my beloved nobody has ever died and everybody is always alive that’s something that know those who are constantly dying while love-kissing I love-kiss Your grass how beautiful are You and grass and no-timing holy trinity love-kisses Arianism – Arianism hugs holy trinity young gentlemen I give You gentlemeness yearning of the other I am god our encounter is fulfilment of your yearning I am your I I am your I is the most beautiful singing with wing-like hands – with wing-like feet join in with my joining merge with my merging bound with my bounding dribbling-like l i k e y l i k e y o u l i k e u l i k e You are not here but Your presence writes this blessing as well together with You we are enjoying these words o ouch h You inspired me in such a way that it’s now easy for me to leave every being breathless with beauty if it seems to You that You feel love it is these eighteen words that love-kiss You when I was little I also was these sixty two years in which I love-kiss all beings dedicated to early deceased children and all mothers and fathers of earliest resurrected children
UNFORGETTABLE OBLIVION
yesterday Mirhana told me that today is her birthday and in my planner I saw this morning that today is beloved Ludwig Wittgenstein’s birthday as well mildness is crossing my face midday love bells are ringing I will go on walking in hour and half. I’ll go to Zemun to see Nhandan and Branko I miss them I’ll be walking slowly in the sun when I come back it will already be night I’ll put all three things on the site I’ll watch football on television and I’ll draw Numbers while I was moving poem by poem this morning from the file I am You are I into the file in which are all three previous books I am You are Him Kaja and Milomir all of a sudden Word disappeared. when I turned it on again it happened again. I was upset my nerves became tensed I adore You Bud I love-kiss You artificial intelligence brains are yearning for each other brains are missing tenderness after football I’ll draw some more Numbers then I’ll go to bed I’ll read about Newton my knees and lower legs are cold I’ll enjoy the sun and if I manage to shave before the walking if I get going in a right rhythm if I begin love-kissing everything I see if I cross river Sava if I see Danube enjoy the wind think of etymology if I start singing running slowly draw Good Walker it will be another intransiently transient day glands filled with love art of identical stopping
BANK OF WATER – I LOVE YOU
squeal joy peep future don’t give up immortality little bugs are singing sand is dancing swallows are scurrying in circles street dog is stretching squirrel is running over the grass from on tree to the other partially deaf old man with partially deaf wife is buying medications in the pharmacy white waves are foaming the dark waters of Danube a woman is reading a book in front of the window You are tiny my Universe I’m plucking through Your galaxies orgasm is the experience of god freedom is born from love everyone who love-kisses is free I’m a happy donkey tomorrow is Yves Klein’s birthday a cow grazes on fresh grass goats are browsing on bushes in the woods poor people are plunking through the garbage together with birds of pray rich men kill chamomile blooms cherry is going towards its fruit morning is gentile hypersensitive ones are guarding sensitive and insensitive ones a poem twists into a poem a runaway child is saving the world I have you in my step now she told him at this moment I’m founding a Bank of Water 10:27 am 27th April 2011 Bank of Water is the first bank that is starting gathering water in order to give it away to those who don’t have it Bank of Water can be founded in anybody’s heart and anybody’s mind Bank of Water apart from gathering water also creates new water. water of compassion and immortality be its first director
KALOKAGATHIA
kalokagathia is the word that I couldn’t remember the other day kalokagathia (Greek: beautiful and good) – philosophical: joining of what is beautiful with what is good, moral beauty and goodness, moral and at the same time nice way of life (ethical ideal of ancient Greeks). it’s drizzling empty fields are getting wet tree bark is wet drops of rain in the grass goodness is falling a woman turned her head away a boy started to run a girl slipped her fingers to her hair and old lady is still of the same beauty she thanked even more his eyes are goodness and beauty together beauty is falling empty fields are singing tree barks are talking to each other drops of rain on the grass are kissing each other goodness and beauty are falling a melody of lowered glances flows through a woman a boy is hopping a girl looked at me an old lady looked at me again she is coming he is packing beauty and goodness are falling empty fields tree bark drops of rain on the grass a woman a boy a girl an old lady she his eyes
33 DAYS FOR THE 70TH TIME
dear Miroslav, I would like to be the first director of the Bank of Water. what are my chances? I hug you Art sent me an e-mail yesterday chances depend on Your will and Your dedication from the fact that right away can’t be lived but one can live right away water to water voda o da oda vodi (water oh yes an ode to water) water leads to life (“vodi” means both “to water” and “leads”) water leads to love water leads to immortality Bank of Water gathers water and gives it to the ones that don’t have it Bank of Water cleans polluted waters Bank of Water gathers everything that you wanted and expected from yourself and never got to achieve it Bank of New Water is a sister to the Bank of New Blue Money Bank of Water transforms all existing banks of money if they don’t change banks will give all their money for mere drops of water banks will dry up. they will die from thirst Bank of Water will save the bank itself I had a Bank of Steps on the Rose of Wandering and it helped me I’m off to shave myself three street dogs are running after a woman. she shakes out bones from the plastic bag two of them immediately start eating. third one can’t even approach I fuck you street dogs I’m not writing about anything because I am all of that a poet creates a poem but if he becomes too important in the society a poem cannot enter any more into him nor can he receive it any more an artist sings art but if an artist becomes too important in the society an art cannot enter any more into him nor can he receive it any more a believer believes in God but if a believer becomes too important in the society God cannot enter any more into him nor can he receive Him any more soft absorbs last night I felt and became aware how after so many years of solitude and especially after last five years I bare solitude easier and easier love of solitude I love-kiss all beings through solitude I’m less and less alone through solitude runaway children are with me everyone who went with me everyone who transformed s a s a m a s a s (“sam” meaning both “I am” and “alone” ) we are dancing
MIROSLAV MANDIC LOVE IS ONE AND ONLY LOVE
Good Walker rose-walker art of immortality gives birth to life of immortality immortality of art creates immortal life my art lives through all beings my poem resurrects all beings my love is one and only love compatibility centuries in a moment stamping of a path I’m polishing stone streets with my steps holy ordinariness is a mother of all holiness synchronicity is Godly dialogue all past and all future days get summed up every day conflicts arise because of unfulfilled love or resistance to love simultaneous meaningfulness my love wine smells more and more of flowers goodness of immortality Hank Williams III of Johnny Cash Johnny Cash of Hank Williams yesterday of Zuzinka – Czech girl today of Andrej Pejic in my youth in poems written on silver cigarette papers I was calling Czech girl a being that was with love leading me towards love yesterday I saw her porn site admiration recognition a poem sucks a dick of a tale a tale licks a pussy of a poem today I will make three hour long play entitled God Love Poem – Hundred Percent the end of the play will be the title of today’s blessings Miroslav Mandic Love is One and Only Love here are the titles in previous books players are getting out on the 2nd pitch 30th April 2005 Miroslav Mandic are moments of vanity. moments of loathing myself 30th April 2006 my religion is God 30th April 2007 fooling around in glory of art 30th April 2008 if all the handicaps of my art… 30th April 2009 I’m nobody until I write all blessings. when I write them down I’m becoming You 30th April 2010 fucked is fucked Godly