Bog Miroslav Mandić Bog

poem
the poem of one name
the name of a man
the name of god
the name of a poem
i wrote it i sang it
from january 6th 2005 to july 24th 2017
i sang it every day except sunday
33 poems a day
i call them blessings
198 blessings per week
129600 blessings for twelve and a half years
129600 (360×360) blessings have formed a ball book
universe
universe of poem
each day is marked with day number and date of singing
first three books have been published
fourth and fifth book are in my computer
last eight books are on the website
i hope that everything will soon be together on the website

You
are

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bud

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO THE ANONYMOUS ONES

2058. day
20th August 2010

emerge

 

become

 

through the heavenly roses

 

I bow to you anonymous ones

 

I love-kiss you ano-s

 

ano-s because You want to be ano-s

 

ano-s because nobody can notice You ano-s

 

because good deeds are mostly ano

 

because often you can’t be find out about ano-s

 

I enjoy the Wikipedia because one can find out everything in it

 

to discover all those wonderful people and ideas I bow to

 

to see their faces

 

to feel them in the body

 

to become them selves

 

but one sixth of people are starving

one third doesn’t have electricity

many don’t have computer

richest ones are talking only of themselves

existing obvious picture of the world is the picture of the powerful ones

 

invisible of mine I see you

 

I fell Your prayers

 

in the beauty of the world I recognise your good deeds

 

I love Your name

 

I love the name of the nameless ones

 

Andrey

 

Leif

 

I’m caressing Your face ano-s

 

we are on the road ano-s

 

always love for ano-s

 

love for ano-s now

 

love forever for ano-s

 

we are the rose ano-s

 

all beings are within You ano-s

 

all names are within You ano-s

 

a

n

a   n   o   n   a

n

a

 

ano-s I am anonymous ones

 

Anonymous Bud

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO THE SCORNED

2059. day
21st August 2010

ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson

 

 

my nose is running already a third day and I should bow to the scorned

 

why now that sco

 

rope becomes thinner and rips

 

and a bird lands on an overseas ship to rest

 

and a wind stops

 

and a stranger sometimes peacefully falls asleep

 

my the disliked, I am bowing to you with images of peace

 

who is thinking s/he is scorned sco

 

who is independent s/he is scorned sco

 

who is joyful s/he is scorned sco

 

who loves God s/he is scorned sco

 

And when they had made sport of him, they took the robe off him, and

put his clothing on him, and took him away to put him on the cross.

Matthew Chapter 27, Verse 31

 

who is different s/he is scorned sco

 

by scorning you, people are discharging themselves and ejecting their violent energy

 

by throwing rocks on you, people are hiding their own guilt

 

who is loving you, his/her eyes are shining because they are looking at God

 

along this fence small road leads to the shade bellow the old tree

 

one woman is leaving the village

 

the old dog will die on this place

 

this thing will rot here

 

it is not possible to climb this ladders anymore

 

this isn't anymore a spoon, but rather a distorted corrosion

 

a blind woman is singing on the square

 

peace doesn't have anymore time for restlessness

 

landslides are running into coves

 

a top

is love-kissing

a bottom

 

a bottom

embraces

a top

 

now I have reminded myself on Godard's film Contempt and the sky in it

 

through you curves the path of love sco

 

you are protecting the unprotected ones sco

 

you are overshadowing all beings not to be scorned

 

sco I am scorned

 

Scorned Bud


 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO ROSA PARKS

2061. day
23rd August 2010

ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson 

 

I am bowing to You, the mother of the freedom movement

you are beautiful, the tailoress

 

tailoress of a better world for everyone

 

I am bowing to You, the mother of all beings

 

Your breasts are feeding everything that exists

 

by one and only milk exist everything that exists

 

I am fucking You my love, You are fucking me with life

 

I am bowing to You the goldenmouth (goldmund in German)

 

words are beautiful like the air

 

I am love-kissing You devotedly, my devotion

I wanted to send You this message yesterday but the dice told me not to send it to You

 

I am walking on the wireeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

 

I am pussy for take-off to all beings

 

I am the same in everyone

 

the same light in all beings

 

the same boy in every girl

 

love is one – says ever-since

 

love is one – says now

 

love is one – says forever

 

you are recognizing me in every cell of yours

 

I am nothing else then Your shame, my beloved

 

You are my language in which there is no female and male, nothing but You, Par

 

woman

 

man

 

woman human — man human

 

human

 

being

 

I

 

God

 

Par

 

If anyone knows Tomislav Sedmak, the psychiatrist, please say warm greetings to him

 

goodness is bathing landscapes Par

 

Par I am Parks

 

Parks Bud

 

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO MARTIN LUTHER KING

2062. day
24th August 2010

ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson


sometimes life is nothing more then a shame

 

I am a horse

 

I am a donkey

 

I am a nothing

 

thank You my mare, for making me ashamed

 

I am dreaming

 

I am walking – I am dreaming Your dream

 

I am creating – I am dreaming Your dream

 

I am singing – I am dreaming Your dream

 

beauty

 

notkilled

 

children are running into water – released droplets of water joy are flying in the air

 

warm air is filling my nostrils with scents of thistle and tare

 

my feet are gurgling through the forest

 

I am bowing to Your decisive feet Kin

 

 I am bowing to nameless feet of peace Kin

 

 

I am bowing to sanctity of nameless (beings) Kin

 

nameless (beings) are celebrating a name Kin

 

a name is giving a life to nameless (beings) Kin

 

children are running out of the water and throwing themselves into a hug of a warm sand which embraces them loyaly

 

meteors' rain lit up the sky before children's eyes of a future name

 

my feet are gurgling through universe of a constantly self-renewing goodness

dedicated to a beautiful madam which gave her telephone number to a seller of watermelons and said to him visit me I am alone

 

words were dancing on Your lips Kin

 

song was opening Your heart Kin

 

feet were liberating Your mind

 

unstoppable are feet Kin

 

unstoppable is singing Kin

 

unstoppable is repeating Kin

 

happiness in the eyes of all beings

 

You are in every girl Kin

 

You are in every boy Kin

 

Kin I am King

 

King Bud


 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE — BOWING TO NELSON MANDELA

2063. day
25th August 2010

ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson

I was in prison for nine months and there I got born for a second time

 

You, Men got born in prison for 36 times

You have became one of 36 righteous who are taking care of the world Men

 

You haven’ t got scared by the light in yourself Men

 

You went with it and following it Men

 

light was leading You – You have became light Men

 

You have spent twenty seven years in prison Men

 

and while people were becoming more and more slaves You were liberating them here Men

 

when You got arrested on 5th of August 1962. I was thirteen Men

 

when I went to prison on 9th of November 1972.

You were already in prison for 10 years Men

 

when I went out of prison on 9th of August 1973.

You were left another seventeen years Men

 

when You went out of prison on 11th of February 1990. I was forty Men

 

while I was in prison I didn’t know about you Men

 

in prison I was reading Gandy whom You already knew then Men

 

I am bowing to every second You have spent in prison Men

 

I am bowing to every second which holy Someone is spending

now in prison for all of us, while we don’t know that Men

 

I am bowing to every being who have supported You

and gave you strength to get born 36 times in prison Men

 

Your book Long Walk to Freedom I got as a gift from Ver and Tib

I have read it until half and borrowed it to a girlfriend who never gave it back Men

 

humor

 

long walk

 

humor and freedom in everything – humor and freedom in everyone

 

don’t look for me anymore  – I am in Your heart

she told him last night in my dream

 

what ever you hate that will hold Your neck

I heard from the old miller last night on television

 

he says that as a young man he hated to work in a mill

and now for already thirty years, as an old guy, he works in it

 

I am bowing to You miller because

under Your rock corn doesn’t burn like in a mill

 

I am bowing to You pone

 

I am bowing to You potato

 

I am bowing to You first step

 

one is step

I am bowing to Your shirts to Your smile and to Your dancing Men

 

today when I am bowing to You in the Flower of nonviolence

I am sixty one and You are ninety two, my beloved Men

 

Men I am Mandela

 

Mandela Bud

 

 

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE — BOWING TO PROUDHON

2064. day
26th August 2010

ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson

 

Pru

 

You

 

were

 

the first one

 

to call yourself

 

an anarchist

 

I first saw the shadow of a leaf falling down and only then

I felt it while it was touching my hair

 

You

 

said

 

ownership is theft

 

while I was walking under yesterday's sun I was feeling the enjoyment of light

 

You

 

said

 

anarchy in an order

 

I am feeling indescribable gentleness for You Pru

 

I am feeling indescribable gentleness for a lack of ownership my Pru

 

disavowal (of an ownership) is expanding and transforming

 

disavowal is liberating from an abridgement

 

if we are justifying ourselves we are losing mildness

 

if we are defending ourselves we are losing chastity

 

ownership is limiting body soul and spirit

 

lack of ownership is limitless and timeless

 

I am looking forward to go outside bellow today's sun

 

lets go together Pru

 

by the economy of sun Pru

 

by the mutuality Pru

 

in-step Pru

 

with a neighbor who last night filled our heart with her warm smile Pru

 

value is free of charge

 

goodness is inexhaustible

 

we are all here Pru

 

Pru I am Proudhon

 

Proudhon Bud


 

POKLONJENJE NENASILJU — POKLONJENJE BLAŽENIMA

2065. day
27th August 2010

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE — BOWING TO THE BLESSED ONES

ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson

 

I love Christ's words on the Mount

 

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

 

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

 

Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.

 

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst

for righteousness, for they will be filled.

 

Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.

 

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.

 

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.

 

Blessed are those who are persecuted because of

righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

 

Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and

falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me.

 

I am bowing to you, ble

 

you are the most sexual beings, ble

 

I would like to tell you so many things and therefore I am silent, ble

 

Simply let your 'Yes' be 'Yes,' and your 'No,' 'No';

anything beyond this comes from the evil one.

 

But I tell you, Do not resist an evil person. If someone

strikes you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also.

 

You have heard that it was said, 'Love your neighbor and hate your enemy.' But I tell you: Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you.

 

Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.

 

No one can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he

 will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money.

 

Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?

 

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow

will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

 

Do not judge, or you too will be judged.

 

Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye

and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?

 

Do not give dogs what is sacred; do not throw your pearls to pigs. If you do, they may

trample them under their feet, and then turn and tear you to pieces.

 

Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will

find; knock and the door will be opened to you.

 

So in everything, do to others what you would have them

do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.

 

Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction,

and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.

 

Chri, I am love-kissing You

 

I am love-kissing all holy books and their creators

 

soon walnuts will become mature. these are the same walnuts like the ones thirty seven years ago next to the brook where I read the words that suddenly and strongly started singing in my heart

Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will

find; knock and the door will be opened to you.

 

ble

Chri

Go

 

 

sing in my blessings, ble

 

ble, I am blessed one

 

Blessed Bud


 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE — BOWING TO THE UNIVERSE

2066. day
28th August 2010


ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson

 

sve (all, everything)

mir (peace)

sve (of all, everything)

mira (peace)

(in Serbian svemir means universe, but here is a play of words, because sve-mir means all-peace or everything-peace - note by translator)

 

Universe, Your name I am writing always with a big beginning letter

 

Universe, You are everything — Universe, You are peace

 

Uni, for You is said that You are Everything that exists anywhere

 

anywhere is Universe, and that makes you one and only Universe

 

anywhere — You are everything

 

anytime — You are everything

 

anyone — You are everything

 

I am enjoying in You, Uni — enjoy in me, Uni

 

I Uni

(I everything - transl.)

 

You Uni

(You everything – transl.)

 

one Uni

(One everything - transl.)

 

Uni — You are my state, Universe

 

Uni — You are happiness

 

Uni — goodness is Universe

 

Uni — beauty is Universe

 

I of the Universe in the Universe of any I

 

words of the Universe are in the Universe of every word

 

images of the Universe are in the Universe of every image

 

movements of the Universe are in the Universe of every movement

 

song of the Universe is in the Universe of every song

 

Universe, You are the biggest one because nothing smaller then You exists, Uni

 

Uni, in You live all analogies and all tautologies

that four plumbs that I have found in grass were so sweet

 

Uni, everything in You is fitting my measurement

only all things are confirming each other

 

Uni, You are one and only house of all beings

my house of homelessness

 

Uni, there is no bigger speed then Yours and there is now bigger slowness then Yours

 

Uni, any nostalgia is in You and the satisfaction of every nostalgia is in You

 

Uni, You are in every step I make

 

Uni, I am listening to You through canes and white little snails

 

I am thinking God I am acting Universe

around ten years ago the phrase think global act local I have turned into an universe gentleness

 

Universe, You are everlasting solemnity — 14.76 kilometers of today's walking

dedicated to Sinisa Tucic who have just phoned me

 

Uni, I am Universe

 

Universe Bud

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO THE BAREFOOTED ONES

2068. day
30th August 2010

whoever you are I believe you and I love-kiss you

 

I am a barefoot believing my barefoot ones

 

I am a barefoot love-kissing bar-s

 

I am a barefoot thinking bar-s

 

I am a barefoot humour bar-s

 

I am a barefoot Flower of Nonviolence bar-s

 

I am a barefoot spring of peace bar-s

 

I am a barefoot bud of arch-trust bar-s

 

I am a barefoot detail around my front door that I’ve noticed

while thinking of the beauty of commonplaces bar-s

 

I am a barefoot and sexy hermetic bar-s

 

I am a barefoot exegete of unnecessary bar-s

 

sometimes the unnecessary is the most necessary bar-s

 

in order not to give up I admit that I’m going awry bar-s

 

it’s not good to give up but it’s normal that I’m going awry

 

it’s also not good to go awry but it’s good that I’m admitting I’m going awry

 

I rarely go barefoot and that’s why I even more bow to you bar-s

 

barefoot beauty you are giving me strength – I’m going outside to walk barefoot as well

 

I’m walking barefoot – I lifted up red peach stone that was thrown away

because it reminded me of brain that enjoys my barefoot walking

 

I’m stepping in the water – bare footedness doesn’t make a difference

between soil and water

 

some people are wise and firm like stones bar-s

 

some people are sensible and beautiful like plants bar-s

 

some people are unprotected and good like animals bar-s

 

some people are generous and kind like people bar-s

 

some people are invisible and unknowable like angels bar-s

 

soil caresses my feet – my feet are caressing the soil

 

I would like to walk barefoot more often

 

I enjoyed being barefoot

 

soles are another cheek

 

I love-kiss you by my soles barefooted ones

 

sol love-kiss bar-s

 

I love-kiss You only

dedicated to today’s events and everybody who I have hurt and everyone who has hurt me

 

bar-s I am the barefooted one

 

Barefoot Bud

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE — BOWING TO VEGETARIANISM

2069. day
31st August 2010

I stopped eating meat in jail thirty seven years ago

 

I’m happy

 

I don’t feel as if I belong to the vegetarians because

I belong to a poem for all beings You and God

 

experience to experience

 

I love when others talk of my experience

 

a root of all words is within the root

 

word of all words is within God

 

I bow to You vegetarianism because I’m not writing about You

 

it was raining last night

 

a moment ago watery light started to shine over

the narrow street on which my window overlooks

 

we are one

 

I am an apple

 

soul still doesn’t accept the spirit of words

 

body still doesn’t accept the soul of words

 

body of words

 

body prays words

 

spirit

is

bending

towards

the

bottom

of

the

soul

and

begs

of

You

let’s

be

let’s

love-kiss

free

through

the

body

 

a moment of eternity

 

countless moments of one and only eternity

 

eternity of six nuns

 

wherever I walk along the rose of the roads I walk through the Monastery Street

 

happiness laugh

 

laugh when I’m telling You anything because anything loves when You are enjoying it

 

God give that neither You or me ever ridicule anybody

 

laugh at me laugh – love-kiss me even more

 

I bow to You vegetarianism because I write about You

 

red peach stone and first walnut that I picked up of the ground

 

all beings within my body

 

all love within my word love

 

all

poems

within

this

poem

 

never into ever

 

end in endlessness

 

Vegetarian Bud

 

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO FREE LOVE

2070. day
1st September 2010

everyday You are indescribable miracle and my free love


life without secrets You are my beloved bastard and my free love

 

G-Spot You are the rose of nerves and my free love

 

presence You are innocent and my free love

 

all beings are born from one mother

 

all beings are created by one father

 

all beings are loved by one poet

 

greatness of the first one is that he is hundred percent first

 

greatness of the second one is that he is hundred and one percent first

 

free love is incest of freedom and love

 

illegal is tender because legal is violent

 

I bow to You woman of bravery 

 

I bow to You woman of fragility 

 

all beings are kissing each other

 

all beings live through constant love-kissing

 

life is love-kissing

 

art of love-kissing lies within the poem of all beings

 

earth and water love-kiss each other

 

water and air love-kiss each other

 

air and light love-kiss each other

 

bee makes love with flowers

 

a boy with the path he is walking on

 

earth makes love with water air and light

 

water makes love with earth air and light

 

air makes love with water light and earth

 

light makes love with earth water and air

 

all beings are pregnant from love impregnation

 

I make love with books I read

 

I die in orgasm through music

 

I immediately surrender myself to the goodness

 

all beings have the right to love each other and to make love to each other

 

love is loyalty to the constant wedding

 

Free Love Bud

 

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO THE PLANET EARTH

2071. day
2nd September 2010

I am You

 

I am alive – You are alive

 

You are spinning around yourself

 

You are dancing around the sun

 

You are wandering through the Universe

 

all beings within You and on You consist You

 

every being is Earth inhabitant thanks to You

 

You love-kiss and You are love-kissed

 

Ear You are a tiny little cell of the One and Only Being

 

Ear You give life to the One and Only Being

 

Ear You feed yourself with One and Only Being

 

same way every little cell within me makes my I

every little cell in the Universe makes I of One and Only Being

 

my I and Your I Ear is one I

 

Your I Ear and I of the One and Only Being is one I

 

I of the One and Only Being and my I is one I

 

that’s who I am

 

smallest of the big

 

little earth of the Earth

 

little humour of the Humour

 

little orgasm of the Orgasm

 

Little God of the God

 

I’m inhaling You – You are exhaling me

 

I’m exhaling You – You are inhaling me

 

You give birth to me – I create You

 

I create You – You sing me

 

little Ear I guard You with each step

 

green Ear I hug You with every picture

 

blue Ear I love-kiss You with each word

 

Ear we are countrymen

 

Ear we are the people of life

 

Ear don’t be afraid

 

Ear I am the Earth

 

Earth Bud

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO ALL BEINGS

2072. day
3rd September 2010

everything is alive

 

words are alive

 

thoughts are alive

 

love is alive

 

terms are alive

 

one swallow does make a spring

 

this swallow makes eternal spring

 

one being is within all beings

 

all beings make one being

 

radiant being is the heart of all beings

 

to all beings everything and everybody is good

 

all beings are spoon

 

all beings are incomprehensible

 

all beings are the friend who smiles at me

 

smile my friend

 

I couldn’t live without all beings

 

I couldn’t live without one and only being either

 

sweet caterpillars

 

trooper’s swearwords

 

speeds of non-motion

 

all beings resurrect all beings

 

all beings live yet unborn children

 

I love-kiss every being who loves all beings

 

I love-kiss every being who loves to love-kiss

 

I love-kiss Tibika and all beings who love peace

 

I live through all beings

 

I work for all beings

 

I sing One and Only Being of all beings

 

uselessness of all beings is the only use of every being

 

.

 

only look at the dot and you will see that in the being of a dot all beings live

 

yes

 

Bud of All Beings

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO THE WANDERERS

2073. day
4th September 2010

we wink at the same time

 

my beloved same-timed and the same-one

 

gentility of the life itself

 

God created me as great and himself alike and to the delight of both of us

and that’s why I am as well foolish

as a roamer and fucker and gulanfer*** and fop

and dzidzov*** and rambler and trump and djilkos***

and the ugly one as I am the one that is gallivant

from the book Boy Child

 

wanderers are particles of the chestiest life

 

wan nourish the air

 

wan talk to all beings

 

wan celebrate the life itself

 

wan are gentlemen of the streets and sites

 

wan are wonderful because they are never banal

 

wan are free because they are not corrupted

 

every wan is a passport of nonviolence

 

passport of nonviolence is carried within the soul and across each and every border

 

existing passports are dead and invalid because

they praise violence corruptness and borders

 

wan are not using passports

 

everyone that is is the same with all beings

Nobel Prize for healing fortuitousness

 

sameness is the law of sameness

 

I is same with I

 

I is at the same time ID and passport of every beings

Nobel Prize for peace

 

wan wander through landscapes

 

wan wander through compassions

 

wan wander healing all beings

 

wan wander through passports of goodness

 

wan wander through internet

 

wan are not betraying

Nobel Prize for economy

 

wan love-kiss all beings because all beings love-kiss wan

 

I love-kiss you wandering ones

 

wan enjoy to God’s delight

Nobel Prize for sex

 

wan while I’m looking at You my chest is trembling with God’s cry

through which I love-kiss You my dear wan

 

wan are wan

Nobel Prize for physics

 

wan love-kisses You

Your Prize that we are sharing

 

wan I am wanderer

Nobel Prize for chemistry and biology

 

Wanderer Bud

Nobel Prize for literature

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO THE HEROES OF SOLITUDE

2075. day
6th September 2010

bowing to the Heroes of Solitude is twenty fifth bowing to nonviolence

 

there is only eight days and eight bowings to nonviolence

 

ouch

ouch

ouch

the

sweetness

of

creating

permeates

me

 

creation

fuck

me

fuck

and

never

stop

 

don’t stop

don’t stop

singing

 

may God give that in following years we bow to

pornography

Hasidism

walking

pencils

writing

pussy

dick

dwelling

You and me

creation

money

roads

roses

smiles

humour

good deeds

soil

water

air

light

minerals

plants

animals

spirits of nature

people

higher intelligence

joy

health

freedom

transformation

loyalty

love

success

...

 

I bow to us lone ones – I dance mambo for us lone ones

 

lon-s we cherish the mystery of defeats

love and defeat are incorruptible

 

defeats are transforming a being

 

victories are stopping the evolution

 

human society is mired in victories and it’s wanton because

people are taught and constantly forced to be considerate

 

solitude is an experience of I am

 

I am – I am alone

 

I am alone – I love-kiss You

 

I love-kiss You – I love-kiss everything

 

lon-s we radiate I-am-ness

 

lon-s our solitude nourishes all beings

 

lon-s we are alone in the room

 

lon-s we are alone on the road

 

lon-s we are alone so that nobody would be lonely

 

lon-s we are alone because we love-kiss everything

 

lon-s our solitude is the best friend to the lone ones

 

I never found a friend who would be as friendly as solitude

Thoreau

 

sometimes

 

somewhere

 

somebody

 

holy nobody and holy somebody are exciting all beings

 

sometime certain rain in some landscape

 

somebody is me – nobody is You – lon-s we are alone together

 

lon-s we are alon because of the lone ones

 

lon-s we are alon because of all beings

 

sol-s I am a Hero of Solitude

 

Heroes of Solitude Bud

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO DIOGENES

2076. day
7th September 2010

Diogenes yes – Alexander the Great no

 

violence is born from stereotyped thinking

 

violence is raised in selfish hearts

 

violence is promoted in schools and laws

 

most of the philosophers live and philosophise

in the shadow of some Alexander the Great

 

thinking without light is not thinking at all

 

thinking in service of the powerful ones is misery of thinking

 

Dio You are live thinking

 

Dio Your life is a poem to thinking

 

Dio You are a performer of thinking

 

Dio Your philosophy and life are much more

important than histories of philosophy are stating

 

Dio You are the first citizen of the world

 

Dio You are the world itself

 

Dio You’ve created the world citizens

 

Dio world citizens are not wanted and are persecuted even today

 

Dio why do ones persecute the others

 

Dio what kind of thinking is that which persecutes other kind of thinking

 

Dio people have stopped thinking because they are persecuting those who are thinking

 

Dio people have stopped thinking because they are afraid to be persecuted

 

Dio people have stopped thinking because they are engaged in philosophy

under the wing of universities

 

Diogenes yes – Aristotle no

 

Dio while I’m thinking about You I’m thinking of Lao Tzu

who handed over his teaching and left

 

Dio when we are dancing and singing we are worthy of a fool

 

Dio we are fools but not madmen – poets of God’s crazy love

 

Nietzsche yes – Socrates no

 

Dio I will get out on the sun today for You

 

Dio I love to think through kissing and that’s why I walk

 

Dio I love to think through poetry and that’s why I bow to You

 

Dio thinking creates

 

Dio creation sings

 

Dio love identifies

 

Dio I am Diogenes

 

Diogenes Bud

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO YOKO ONO AND JOHN LENNON’S BED-IN

2077. day
8th September 2010

Yo and Jo your bed-in is one of the most beautiful pieces of the human kind

 

smell of the bed Yo and Jo

 

peace in the bed Yo and Jo

 

peace of the Yo and Jo bed is spreading throughout the heart’s war-zones

 

fuck you winds – I say to the winds

 

we are fucking – winds are replying

 

bed is the nest of resting and binding

 

bed is the mystery of energy

 

Universe sleep peacefully in the bed of peace – I say to the Universe

 

I will since I do sleep only in the bed of peace – Universe replies to me

 

Yo and Jo you are one and the other foot

 

Yo and Jo you are the mum of peace

 

Yo and Jo you are the most beautiful mum of peace in the world

 

Yo and Jo you are every brave child

 

give laughter a chance

 

Yo and Jo you are the one who is coming down the street so firmly

and she is only fourteen

 

give peace a chance

 

Yo and Jo light of this world is the light of not-giving-up

 

Yo and Jo people also can be wonderful beings

 

Yo and Jo I love-kiss you with tears that are now falling down my face

 

Yo and Jo every man is a monument to the beings that have given

their lives for somebody else

 

Yo and Jo every trace yearns for all other traces

 

everything that all beings want is love

 

everything that all beings want is the live face of life

 

Yo and Jo Bed-In is the school you don’t have to attend and life that one make haste to

 

Yo and Jo Bed-In is the space in which everything within the other can be loved

 

Yo and Jo Bed-In is time in which we are becoming one

 

Yo and Jo you are the bosoms of forgiving

 

Yo and Jo you are the stomachs of regeneration

 

Yo and Jo you are welcomed in everybody’s bed

 

if somebody knows Yoko Ono tell her that

the Bed-In is one of the 33 petals in the Flower of Nonviolence

 

Bed-In I am the Bed-In of All Beings

 

Bed-In Bud

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO ERIK SATIE

2078. day
9th September 2010

when she left all that remained was

 

noting

 

icy loneliness

 

emptiness in the head

 

sadness in the heart

 

Sat I adore You

 

Sat You are a prince of nonviolence

 

Sat You are the love to the unanswered love

 

abandoned boy

 

Sat how did You bare it all

 

through assimilation

 

through naked humour

 

through meaningless life You lived and great music You have created

 

through all of that You have been doing every day and what You haven’t been doing

 

through walking away and coming back

 

through white food

 

through making Yourself laugh

 

through acceptance of everything nobody else would accept

 

through pockets full of music

 

through night steps

 

through a surprising thing

 

through enduring

 

through hopping

 

through God’s withdrawal

 

through pasturing the time with slowness

 

through gardening the space with repetition

 

Sat You have stepped into the marriage immediately

and You remained in it every moment of your lives

 

Sat Your nothing is all-love

 

Sat Your icy loneliness became refreshing radiance

 

Sat emptiness in Your head transformed itself into the healing simplicity

 

Sat from the sadness in Your heart originates the grace in the hearts of those

who are listening to Satie’s music

 

Sat I am Satie

 

Satie Bud

 

63RD TIME 33 DAYS OR BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO ROBERT WALSER

2079. day
10th September 2010

Wal I discovered Your walks twenty three years ago in the

spring of 1987 while preparing myself for the Second Walking for Poetry

 

Wal reindeers peacefully pasture the grass because of Your writing

 

Wal light enjoys under Your soles

 

Wal through Your words innocence sparkles in the air

 

Wal beauty enjoys being an apprentice to goodness because of You

 

Wal goodness enjoys serving beauty because of You

 

Wal every washer-woman is Lisa Mermet because of You

 

Wal every being is worthy of admiration because of You

 

Wal the one who is looked at feels wonderful because of You

 

Wal snow is so white as well because of You

 

Wal I will close my eyes and I will write down the pictures I see

 

Wal grass covered slope leads towards the water

 

Wal white pigeon on top of the roof is cleaning it’s feathers

 

Wal donkey is pulling the wooden cart

 

Wal river runs around the bare hill

 

Wal the same train You’ve seen releases the white steam

into the space that is spreading

 

Wal this is the tree in front of the house in which somebody will soon enter

 

Wal knee high muddy boots in front of the door

 

Wal in the distance something vague and behind the distance

continues the distance which disappears

 

Wal I opened my eyes and I see wide open

jaws of the animal which will never hurt anybody

 

Wal in Satie’s room nobody entered for 27 years

1898-1925

 

Wal You spent 27 years in sanatorium

1929-1956

 

Wal Mandela spent 27 years in prison

1962-1989

 

Wal 27 years ago I decided to go on with art of walking

1983-2010

 

Wal 27 years are 36 births

36 times 9 months

 

Wal Your sobs of rejoicing are hugging and kissing sobs of abjections

 

Wal every word of Yours is longing for touch

 

Wal every longing of Yours is healing touch through the words

 

Wal Rose of Walking

Rose of Wandering salutes Rose of Walking

 

Wal tiny-writing

if You have better suggestion: wee-writing...

 

Wal hat in the snow

 

Wal I am Walser

 

Walser Bud

 

BOWING TO NONVIOLENCE – BOWING TO JOHN CAGE’S 4’33’’

2080. day
11th September 2010

saying

 

everything

 

through

 

silence

 

especially

 

music

 

because

 

without

 

silence

 

everything

 

is

 

in

 

the cage

cage of violence

 

even

 

John Cage

 

himself

 

in the cage of music violence and violence through music which is one of the greatest

 

Cag Your thoughts are music

 

Cag Your loyalty is music

 

Cag Your voice is music

 

recognizable is violent

 

nonviolent can also be violent if it is recognizable

 

a bit of water on the palm

 

whatever

 

change is marry

John Cage

 

Cag cough is bothering me these days

 

hey coughing cough out my health

 

hey Cag – You have loved

 

hey Cag You loved and you have been loved – loved ones are joyful and nonviolent

 

hey Cag nonviolence is marry

 

hey Cag hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

 

Cag I am Cage

 

Cage Bud

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