Bog Miroslav Mandić Bog

I am John Cage

reading of John Cage’s poetry ten years ago in the Monastery of Time at 8 am

today I will rewrite thirty one line from the first chapter

of the Genesis. from my childhood I was experiencing the Bible

but today I’m living it as a God’s book and that’s why I will rewrite it in first person

In the beginning I created the heavens and the earth.

The earth was without form, and void; and darkness was on the face of

the deep. And my Spirit was hovering over the face of the waters.

Then I said: Let there be light; and there was light.

And I saw the light, that it was good; and I divided the light from the darkness.

I called the light Day, and the darkness He called Night.

So the evening and the morning were the first day.

Then I said: Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters, and let it divide the waters from the waters.

Thus I made the firmament, and divided the waters which were under

the firmament from the waters which were above the firmament; and it was so.

And I called the firmament Heaven.

So the evening and the morning were the second day.

Then I said: Let the waters under the heavens be gathered

together into one place, and let the dry land appear; and it was so.

And I called the dry land Earth, and the gathering

together of the waters I called Seas. And I saw that it was good.

Then I said: Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb that yields seed, and the fruit tree that

 yields fruit according to its kind, whose seed is in itself, on the earth; and it was so.

And the earth brought forth grass, the herb that yields

seed according to its kind, and the tree that yields fruit, whose

seed is in itself according to its kind. And I saw that it was good.

So the evening and the morning were the third day.

Then I said: Let there be lights in the firmament of the heavens to divide the day

from the night; and let them be for signs and seasons, and for days and years;

and let them be for lights in the firmament

of the heavens to give light on the earth; and it was so.

Then I made two great lights: the greater light to rule the day,

and the lesser light to rule the night. I made the stars also.

I set them in the firmament of the heavens to give light on the earth,

and to rule over the day and over the night, and to

divide the light from the darkness. And I saw that it was good.

So the evening and the morning were the fourth day.

Then I said: Let the waters abound with an abundance of living creatures,

and let birds fly above the earth across the face of the firmament of the heavens.

So I created great sea creatures and every living thing that

moves, with which the waters abounded, according to their kind,

and every winged bird according to its kind. And I saw that it was good.

And I blessed them, saying: Be fruitful and multiply,

and fill the waters in the seas, and let birds multiply on the earth.

So the evening and the morning were the fifth day.

Then I said: Let the earth bring forth the living creature according to its kind: cattle

and creeping thing and beast of the earth, each according to its kind; and it was so.

And I made the beast of the earth according to its kind, cattle according to its kind, and

everything that creeps on the earth according to its kind. And I saw that it was good.

Then I said: Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness;

let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and

over the cattle, over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.

So I created man in my own image;

in my image I created him; male and female I created them.

Then God blessed them, and God said to them: Be fruitful and multiply;

fill the earth and subdue it; have dominion over the fish of the sea, over

the birds of the air, and over every living thing that moves on the earth.

And I said: See, I have given you every herb that yields seed which is on the face

of all the earth, and every tree whose fruit yields seed; to you it shall be for food.

Also, to every beast of the earth, to every bird of the air, and to everything that creeps on the

earth, in which there is life, I have given every green herb for food; and it was so.

Then I saw everything that I had made, and indeed it was very good.

So the evening and the morning were the sixth day.

I love-kiss everyone who aims

I love-kiss you Heather Mimi Bebe and Laurie – thank you Nicholas Nixon

the time will come when our silence will be

more powerful than the voices you strangle today

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aim my beauty

aim aim my goodness aim

I’m carrying on with rewriting of goodness through which God created world

I’m carrying on with rewriting of beauty which God created from the bone of goodness

I’m carrying on with rewriting of love which is consisted in rewriting

love which I’m repeating through goodness and beauty

Thus the heavens and the earth, and all the host of them, were finished.

And on the seventh day I ended My work which I had done,

and I rested on the seventh day from all My work which I had done.

Then I blessed the seventh day and sanctified it, because

in it I rested from all My work which I had created and made.

This is the history of the heavens and the earth when they were created,

in the day that I made the earth and the heavens,

before any plant of the field was

in the earth and before any herb of the field had grown.

For I had not caused it to rain on the earth, and there was no man to till the ground;

but a mist went up from the earth and watered the whole face of the ground.

And I formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed

into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living being.

I planted a garden eastward in Eden, and there I put the man whom I had formed.

And out of the ground I made every tree grow

that is pleasant to the sight and good for food. The tree of life was

also in the midst of the garden, and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.

Now a river went out of Eden to water the garden,

and from there it parted and became four riverheads.

The name of the first is Pishon; it is the one

which skirts the whole land of Havilah, where there is gold.

And the gold of that land is good. Bdellium and the onyx stone are there.

The name of the second river is Gihon;

it is the one which goes around the whole land of Cush.

The name of the third river is Hiddekel; it is the one

which goes toward the east of Assyria. The fourth river is the Euphrates.

Then I took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to tend and keep it.

And I commanded the man, saying: Of every tree of the garden you may freely eat;

but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil

you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die.

And I said: It is not good that man should be alone;

I will make him a helper comparable to him.

Out of the ground I formed every beast of the field

and every bird of the air, and brought them to Adam to see what he

would call them. And whatever Adam called each living creature, that was its name.

So Adam gave names to all cattle, to the birds of the air, and to every

beast of the field. But for Adam there was not found a helper comparable to him.

And I caused a deep sleep to fall on Adam, and he slept;

and I took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh in its place.

Then the rib which I had taken from man

I made into a woman, and I brought her to the man.

And Adam said: This is now bone of my bones
And flesh of my flesh;
She shall be called Woman,
Because she was taken out of Man.

Therefore a man shall leave his father and mother

and be joined to his wife, and they shall become one flesh.

And they were both naked, the man and his wife, and were not ashamed.

there

exactly

exactly that

there exactly that

Now the serpent was more cunning than any beast of the field I had made. And he said

to the woman: Has God indeed said, ‘You shall not eat of every tree of the garden’?

And the woman said to the serpent: We may eat the fruit of the trees of the garden;

but of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden,

God has said, ‘You shall not eat it, nor shall you touch it, lest you die.’

Then the serpent said to the woman: You will not surely die.

For God knows that in the day you eat of it your eyes

will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.

So when the woman saw that the tree was good for food,

that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree desirable to make one wise,

she took of its fruit and ate. She also gave to her husband with her, and he ate.

Then the eyes of both of them were opened, and they knew that they

were naked; and they sewed fig leaves together and made themselves coverings.

And they heard the sound of the Lord God walking

in the garden in the cool of the day, and Adam and his wife hid

themselves from the presence of the Lord God among the trees of the garden.

Then the Lord God called to Adam and said to him: Where are you?

So he said: I heard Your voice in the garden,

and I was afraid because I was naked; and I hid myself.

And He said: Who told you that you were naked?

Have you eaten from the tree of which I commanded you that you should not eat?

And Miroslav said: I have. I’m guilty, I have not listened to You my God.

Forgive me my Lord. Forgive me

And God forgave Miroslav and through Miroslav he forgave

Adam’s sin and the sin of all his offspring from which all people became.

there

it happened

the new beginning has started

simple

innocent

everything is the same like in the very beginning in which

God created the heavens and the earth and in which God said:

let there be light and there was light and in which God saw that light is good

everything is clear

forgive me forgives

forgive me

I forgive You

miracle of simplicity happened in 85976^th blessing of Miroslav Mandic’s poem

of the three thousand forty fourth day of the book Miroslav Mandic

after almost forty years from my decision to go towards the heavens

dear God

God

God

dear God

one

simplicity

simplicity

is

the

child

of

one

grace

plain

acacia is blossoming

everything is clear

wind in leaves

everything is clear

leaves in wind

deer within me is sniffing the air

words within me are

Universe is stretching and spreading within me

acacia is sweet in mouth

in every moment eternity is spreading

on each place infinity is running

I’m bathing in grass

I’m enjoying in Your enjoyment in Your prairie

this old willow which I’m passing by is quite powerful

beauty of everything is taking my breath away

when he lies to me I believe everything,

when he’s telling me truth I don’t believe anything

she said to me yesterday

mind of goodness is within goodness of mind

soul of beauty is within beauty of soul

body of one is within one body

I looked down the road and smiled at it

up the stairs in the shade by the rock I see cobweb trembling in the wind

up the stairs in the shade wind is fluttering over all the herbs

up the stairs in the shade I’m getting out on the sun which is shining over the vine

two sparrows in front of the entrance doors are humouring my heart

I’m thinking about the beautiful Gypsy who

I saw for the first time begging on the crossroads

grounded peanuts and parsnip with lettuce and bread

fullness of creation is in fullness of being which is manifested in creation

which transforms… being always the same, everywhere the same. when that’s

not the case then small lies are creeping in, as well as working on one’s style, rather

than on simplicity which everything is consisted of

Diary 2003

a pigeon has flew onto my window

two breadcrumbs are left on a plate

second pigeon has flew on the window as well

life through body lasts a couple thousand years

life through soul lasts a couple hundred thousand years

life through spirit lasts about ten million years

as well body as soul and spirit live through the moment of eternity

eyes to eyes

through touch

it’s wonderful to me to write about things I have no idea of

which I sense

which are talking to me

which are singing me

discovered through love

confirmed through faith

heart in a landscape

heat on a palm

heart in a heart

miracle of poem is in everything

while my gaze is

going over the prairie

I feel summer

in the spring

Indian Anishinaabe Spring Poem

a horse in love with its mare a poem is

a deer who is speaking out in human language a poem is

anybody in a landscape a poem is

a miracle that everything a poem is

a river current in a wide bend a poem is

contrition a poem is

soft skin of grannies a poem is

cracked tree bark of an old trunk a poem is

cracked hands of children working from being five six years old are poem

affirmation of life by death a poem is

thousand years body is loyal to the hundred

thousand years soul which is love-kissing ten million years mind

thousand years body hundred thousand years soul ten million years mind a poem are

I’m standing

I’m happy because I’m unreasonably happy

wind is blowing through my pants

whenever I see the wind in leaves or grass I’m alive forever

I’m standing

drawing the Good Walker

wind is carrying my hear

I feel joy of other beings and I’m happy

I am a poppy

sprinkled poppies over the slope covered with grass I am

all grass I am

all trees I am

all hair on Your body I am

purple in greenery I am

yellow in greenery I am

red in greenery I am

white jasmine in greenery I am

white butterfly in greenery I am

purple flowers in red poppies in greenery

white blossomed acacia in greenery of leaves

I’m standing

I’m watching a white snail on the asphalt seamlessly moving

wind is carrying white petals

everything is so mild

I’m standing

I’m watching another snail. there is a third one as well…

it was raining last night so there is a lot of snails in the grass and on the path

I’m recognising five kinds of snails

all snails are very beautiful

everything is born out of beauty

a flock of snails is flying with unexplainable goodness of slowness

I took photo of a big snail. it’s rocking like

a big ship on the rough sea. it’s rearing like a deer

wind I love-kiss You

I’m standing

again I’m watching a snail slowly moving

slowness of snails is godly

I’m standing slowness

greatest speeds are nullifying one another. existence seems like eternal

blueness which is not moving but rather lives in peace and harmony of cosmic snails

while washing my bath tub I thought to myself why has life appeared in my form

which story it intends to tell within me

which fairy-tale to live within me it decided

which poem to sing with me it wished

the only life

life loves when I call it one and only

life in everything and everybody one and only life is

the same in stars and worms

the same in cosmic rains and rain which is drumming in the gutter

same in a woman who says my soul and that same soul which is everything

then the phone rang

a woman rang a wrong number and with deep warm voice she said I’m sorry my soul

I’m not in pain at the moment and it feels good

last night and the night before it hurt me a lot

I hope there will be cure and that it will go away

life is sevdah of life

snow fell over blossoms and fruit

she unbuttoned white bosoms to the sun

and she’s cooling them with the well water

she’s ripping my heart from my chests

I never feel like sleeping

words bathed with tears

words open buds

words melodies of immortality

my heart get on your white feet and go to the birds under the clouds

my heart get on your white feet and rejoice with poems life in hearts

my heart get on your white feet and trudge over mounting in godly plain

trudge me love

trudge me freedom

trudge me path my only rose

I’m trudging trudging with feet of unreasonableness

I’m trudging trudging with thighs of insouciance

I’m trudging trudging with hips of no-beginning

I’m trudging trudging with chests of endlessness

I’m trudging with spirit of the life itself

these are the words 33 hours after the operation

they are not written as blessings

even though they are blessings

they are the words of life

the words of life about the life itself

for real – life is alive while it’s alive

while there is life there is a cure said a nurse to me who saw me off to the ambulance

and that amused me

I didn’t have an idea what was going on for 20 years now

nor I was afraid from the moment doctor Aleksandar Stanojevic who I went to see for the check-up told me that they will keep me in the hospital because the process was underway

I just let myself go

my chests are cut open

part of the vein is taken out of my leg

I have 3 bypasses

and all of that is saying as always about swallows

about grass

horses

poppies

about perfect beauty and goodness of life itself

I don’t like to be under great temptation but if I survive them I’m endlessly grateful

since from now on life is more beautiful and more good

I don’t know if I will be writing blessings tomorrow but I will on the first occasion

I love You

text edited and translated by Ivana Djokic-Saunderson not by Miroslav Mandic

today is the third day of my recovery

I feel even better than yesterday

but now the preparation for the long recovery are beginning

I wasn't counting on that

therefore I'm sad

today I'm more sad than I was yesterday

apart from the wounds my vertebra is pinched and it hurts me

that's the comedian life

never to betray swallows and grass. sparrows. lizards. Universe

and never to betray all beings

isn't it so

tomorrow I'm going to the First House of All Beings

I'm rejoicing as always

always and forever the joy itself

I'm nothing else but God's glory

isn't it so

it was nice when I breathed fresh air for the first time on my way out of the hospital

Sun drove me to the First House of All Beings

we went through Kneza Milosa Street. Topcider Roundabout

drove up on Banovo Brdo and went down the Valjevska Street

I went that rout many times on foot

everything was familiar but also unknown

I was recognising everything and I wasn’t recognising a thing

entering the building was the same recognition and no recognising

in the First House of All Beings the same

every excess of information was making me tired

I couldn’t look anything around the house

all those loyal things which were touchingly serving me are alive and full of my emotions

two close persons were with me. those who were caring about me a lot these days

and then amazement

I was really amazed

I couldn’t believe in such quantity of amazement

that amount of bad life between us

why a man kills a man

because he is afraid of loving him

and because he is fighting for his own life

I was exhausted

amazement only amazement

I couldn’t believe that it will hit me

afterwards I was sleeping several times

at one moment when I heard rockabilly singer singing

twist with me my darling to the close person who saw me

trembling and crying I said that’s what I live for and that’s what I live of

and not for miserable human life in which people don’t dance with each other

but they get stiff from selfishness and self-importance and killing each other

twist with me my darling

and then she came

a beauty

miraculously beautiful iPhone 5

that smart thing which dances information and not only informing through them

the beauty which Vera Varady bought me

tears are pouring down my face

while talking last night over the phone with a friend

I got a bit stiff in my upper vertebra because of the new bed which wasn’t good

stiffness was mild but I couldn’t get rid of it during the night

I got up with mild pain at 7am hoping I will be able to get at the computer

but I couldn’t

I sat in the armchair

when Ivana and Mirjana came they massaged around the stiff spot

and then they tried to put me back to bed

but while getting down at one point I jerked

and indescribable pain in my ribs which I injured in October last year started tearing me apart

it lasted for twenty or so minutes

each contraction made greater and greater pain

I was constantly howling

at one point I thought I was going to die from pain

when the pain got a bit easier I remained stationary for two hours

afterwards the pain killer tablets managed to put me back into a bit better life

it’s seven in the evening

I can’t get out of the bed

when I breath in a bit stronger or I start coughing pain in the ribs is unbearable

when there is no pain feels good even though I cannot do anything else but lie motionlessly

God’s glory

sufficient for the day is its own trouble

until I was lifted up on my feet this morning spasm that was preventing

the pain in my ribs wasn’t stopping and it was making me motionless for twenty four hours

since then I’m again on my feet and independent

forgive me my heart

we are one heart

forgive me my heart

we are one path

forgive me my heart

we are one rose

forgive me my heart

we are one swallow

forgive me my heart

we are one sparrow

forgive me my heart

we are one horse

forgive me my heart

we are one tree

forgive me my heart

we are one firebrand

forgive me my heart

we are Kemalj Kemana Edi Sebastijan Robert Ferdi Ersan Ljilji Fatima Elison Sona Milena Jasmin Vidan Jasmina Sinad Danijel

forgive me my heart

we are all of those who have broken heart

forgive me my heart

we are all of those who are rejoicing

forgive me my heart

we are all of those who have helped me not to die

forgive me my heart

we are God’s poem

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

forgive me my heart forgive me

WELL THAT’S ENOUGH

today I walked for the first time down the paths through the woods

only seven-eight hundred meters

big ones

afterwards Mirjana took me for an ice-cream

I was throwing French fries to pigeons and sparrows

I crossed the street

saw people

afterwards we were sitting in the cars while it was pouring with rain

thundering

pattering of rain while being in a shelter

is one of the most beautiful things in life for me

I felt the strength of trees which were getting wet in the rain and which

will absorb all that water in them and will grow into the skies of life under the clouds

I felt that because of the trees death doesn’t exist

I asked Mirjana to open the window

she covered me with blanket so that I don’t get wet

and I was surrendering to the freshness of the air after the rain

ninth of May 2013 in the Miroslav Mandic book

will be consisted only of 33 numbers from one to 33

that day good doctor Djordjevic and his team have operated my heart

the next day I dictated not complete blessings in the hospital

that’s how it lasted until today

today I’m writing them for the first time on my own

what a joy

sunflower is growing

a boy Sergej is learning how to ride a bike

struggle for freedom of Nadezhda Tolokonnikova and Julian Assange is carrying on

flowers are on my table

festivity of live is in the life itself

I still don’t have strength to draw the Blue Rose and record the Blue Film

I don’t even have strength to draw the 64 Buds

I don’t even have strength to read

slowly

I have both love and strength for slowly

if

you

see

someone

on

this

road

that’s

me

greenery is thriving

dust by the road has fell onto the grass as well

with each step I’m God’s glory

through

the

throat

of

my

poem

swallows

are

flying

i

was

born

so

that

everyone

would

feel

that

they’re

loved

i

was

born

so

that

everyone

would

love-kiss

me

i

was

born

so

that

from

my

hips

which

i’m

shaking

at

the

moment

all

beings

would

dance

to

the

joy

of

glory

in

god’s

life

I admire everybody who is spreading joy for all beings around them

I’m hugging You Unknown-He

I’m love-kissing You Unknown-She

indescribable joy which fulfils me now is spreading through infinity and timelessness

thank You for reading these words

thank You for existing

thank You for living what is worth living for

we are socialising through our feet

the earth we are walking over finds us joyful

I went to change the wound dressing

many people in the hospital

a lot of trees in the circle of hospitals

music really heals me

I immediately start jigging

music is flower amongst the sounds

in the evening I’ll go to Kosutnjak for a walk

I will take my shirt off

I’m sleeping and working

as soon as I get tired I go to bed and I sleep

the absence of consciousness feels good

as soon as I wake up I go back to the table music and work

the presence of consciousness feels good now

rhythm in the change of rhythm

today I was reading for the first time

I’m imagining life forms without any aggression

only consciousness of all-love

music in the veins of all beings

I am the one and only monk of all-life

I am the one and only nun of all-love

we are one

one word

the two of us love one word

through one word we are one

we love words

we live for words

we trust words

the monastery of all-life is Universe

the monastery of all-love is eternity

we are walking

insouciant

reasonless

bud

I hope that this year as well I will write the 144 Definitions of Art

from 24^th May to 4^th June

a little bit of strength – a lot of sense there is

old Indian

constant path

is waiting

path is still

path is beautiful

I recognised its beauty on the First Walking for Poetry

twenty nine years ago

beauty which spreads through the landscapes

I couldn’t walk for ten years later on if it wasn’t

for the beauty of the path and walking as dancing

nothing more miraculous than this day

everything that ever was is today as well

everything that will ever be is already now

old Indian is moving away

a poem on the road he is

I Am The One Who Sees How Each Grass Blade Is Swinging In The Landscape

I Am The One Who Mother Gave Birth To In Order To Be Brother And Sister To Each Being

I Am The One Who Father Created In Order To Be Inextinguishable Flame Of Freedom

my youth is in Your youth

my essence is in Your essence

one is the pulse

the essence of trudging

the essence of tamburica-playing

the essence of tattooing

from that distance into this closeness he came

from this closeness into that distance he will go

I Am The One Who Is Turning Distances into Closeness’s

I Am The One Who Is Turning Closeness’s Into Love

I Am The One Who Is Turning Love Into Loyalty

feet

hands

face

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this morning I got the stitches from my chests removed

on Friday the ones from my leg should be as well

the air in Topcider felt so good

snails

a worm

everything yearns for each other

harmony of mutual yearning fills each particle of the Universe

I feel sleepy whole day

life is dance which should be honestly danced

greatest human crime is calling many beings

inanimate and also not seeing beings in things

Topcider lake has been cleansed today

they emptied it and then they were taking out the mud from its bottom in carts

each work is important

I’m thankful to the nurse Snezana who has been

changing my bandages three-four times already

selfishness is hatred towards oneself

hatred towards oneself is spreading on the hatred towards everybody

unselfishness is love for oneself

love for oneself is spreading on the love for others

I’m constantly listening old blues

they’re lifting me up

making me tender

when maternal instinct in a woman for her new born after

two years doesn’t transform into love for younglings of all beings maternal

instinct of that woman is transforming into the instinct of a killer throughout her life

when martial instinct in a man after the war

doesn’t transform into love for ex enemies martial instinct

of that man is transforming into the instinct of a killer throughout his life

life is full of killers

blues is guarding the world from mass killers

I can breathe air in more and more

I make uncontrolled sighs less and less

what makes me serene is that my life was filled with admiration and gratitude

I admire brave people

I’m fascinated with independent people

I adore good people

all beings are fulfilling me

I am each being

cloudy rainy morning

I cannot make myself comfortable at the desk

my right leg is hurting me

I hope it will be easier when the stitches are taken off

patience only patience

I was sleeping

I’m drinking second cranberry tea

soon I will go to bed again

when I’m lying my leg almost doesn’t hurt me

every blessing is glory of the blessing itself

moving away

while moving at snail speed everything is swaying at snail slowness

I love philosophy

I love philosophy of stones

I love philosophy of plants

I love philosophy of animals

one is philosophy

philosophy of all beings

one is art

art of all beings

one is religion

religion of all beings

I rejoice everyone who is walking and running at the moment

run run all living beings

sing Louis Armstrong – whole Universe shudders

I was sleeping

I’m drinking cold chocolate

drenching rain has stopped

for drenching rain I’ve heard from one woman at the hospital

in the elevator while I was driven to make an X-ray of my lungs

it was magnificent that rain

those rain drops on the hospital windows

cold fresh air

philosophy of solidarity