Bog Miroslav Mandić Bog

I don’t like nor I know how to buy. even less to trade or

to achieve my intentions or goals secretly and with the help of fraud

I love openness and honesty which makes me excited

Vera and Tibor gave me money to buy a new computer

thank you Vera and Tibor – the essence of gratitude is in the footnotes

few days ago I phoned Sun and asked him to help me buy new iMac

responsibility is on me

two days ago we bought iMac – 20 inch widescreen computer for 99000 dinars

a shopkeeper told us that he will order it from the warehouse but he made a remark

that the keyboard is not included and that they will deliver us after Sunday

the shopkeep called Sun yesterday and said that the computer has arrived

I’m not mentioning the name of the shopkeeper and the shop not to hurt anybody

Sun took the iMac yesterday and took it to his place to install basic programmes

Sun actually gave me his iBook G4 on which I’m writing at the moment and which I call Robin

in the evening Sun brought me Bud and when I started to get to know it

and compare it with Robin we noticed that it was well used computer

we will erase it when we buy the keyboard nest week

when Sun left I started to feel bad because it wasn’t a new computer

it was bothering me all night since I didn’t know what to do and

who knows which time I had a confirmation that I was incapable for life

when I got up I started to feel even worse because instead of

the joy for the Bud of Every Day Life I had bad thoughts

about frauds lies and incapability

misery

why were we saving and bought the cheapest iMac... what is actually in it...

is it functioning properly... how comes it doesn’t have a keyboard even though

there is a photo with the keyboard on the box... what is it all about... maybe it isn’t

an original product... everything is going to be all right... I’ll call Sun...

I don’t want to hurt anybody...

I made a tea. shaved. made coffee. prepared myself for the day. was

more and more free and open. more capable for what I love and know to do

to accept

to solve

to make decisions

decision to write about all of this

to transform the trouble into creation

to make the blessings out of the trouble

to rejoice the misery

misery Your name is Misery

maybe to go to the shop and ask the shopkeeper what is it all about or not to do that

in any case I wish the best to the shopkeeper

maybe we will return it

maybe we will get the money back and buy the one for 122.000 dinars

maybe this one that I already called the Bud is the best one even though

it was already used

maybe it is defected but actually because of that

I will make on it – to God to You and all beings – dearest things

countless number of examples of the most successful people who started their lives with huge handicaps

to accept it like a adopted child

to call it Bu as term of endearment

Bu – young one of all beings

Bu’s mission has already begun even if it stays

with me or if it doesn’t since it already came to life

if it goes to somebody else Bu will

have a reputation of the first young one of all beings

I wish all the best to the one who already used it

a voice of somebody who is with mild humour

rejoicing all beings. someone who is thanking to all beings

and people who worked on bringing to such a beautiful product

I bow down to the Virtual Pilgrimage that still cannot be opened from the Old Site

life is humour – humour is poetry

Bu – my poem – I kiss You

My Dear, here are few words about me. I will try not to snap any more in front of you

as long as there are weapons wars and killings will exist as well

as long as the sexes are using weapons that

most horrific of wars – war of the sexes – will never stop

I love the sexes without weapons

I love sexual organs because they are not weapons

sexual organs are love

bathed with shame

unarmed

in selfish hearts and lazy brains sexual organs are used like weapons

weapons of defense are killing just the same as the weapons of attack

defense is just a type of attack same as attack is just a type of defense

path

rain is raining

chaste man is on the path

rain is raining

one rose is smelling

chaste woman is on the path

rain is raining

the chaste man and the maiden

mild smile is in their hearts

they are one

one being of all beings

rain is raining

they are path

they are rose

I’m dancing

we are mixing

circling

rain is raining

I’m singing

we are mixing circling mixing

rain is raining

God

as long as Miroslav Mandic exists kissing and peace will exist as well

one swallow – that is me

one grass blade – that is me

one whirlpool and whirlwind – that is me

all beings one existence

God through God

here

Himzo Polovina – that is me

ball is flying – that is me

down the spine over the hip on to the thigh – that is me

God to God

everything that eyes see

mother in amorous embrace

Universe in Schuman’s melody I’m listening to

father horse

all Your words

who

is

that

guise

of mine

just only just only

just

here

or there

one

or two

words

just

a touch

and

that is

all

not saying anything so as everything would sing

somehow like that – certainly like that

if it would only flow

so as everything would be in every word

rattan

guise and call

face of all beings

unbelievably small in the chest

I

hyacinth

precision of the trans-sense

when we were crossing the river

God in every word

God in every colour

God in every sound

God in every smell

God in every taste

God in every touch

God – birth of God in every being

happiness

happiness is beautiful

happiness is alone

hey – history of journeys

faugh – I’m walking through air

ouch – I’m within myself

is it so – I’m everything

and – You

face on the belly

eyes are caressing eyes

I love You

in Your heart my mind

we are trudging

now is always a beginning – beginning is always now

everything else is obsolete

the most obsolete moment is the one that just passed

the most illusory moment is the one that follows

God is God

love is dying within the second one and resurrection within the first

every time I met a good man I died

in his goodness and immediately resurrected in his beauty

every time I came across goodness and beauty of eternal artists

I died in their work and immediately resurrected in their heart

with every orgasm I die and I resurrect right away in God’s love

thank you for saying sorry

I said yesterday to a shopkeeper

respect

that’s how greeted me the shopkeeper from yesterday

acceptance of health is the best cure

to single oneself out from the existing is hardest and the most important

who singles out oneself from the existing they save the existing as well

because the existing is dying within itself

greatest opponents of present banalities are those who

live from banality of the past that are declared to be classical

I think in order to transform myself and not only to think or exist

will the drama around iMac will be resolved today

mister N.

from entering the virtual world computer is for me a garden and a temple of all beings

I’m trying to make everything around it and everything within it dear to everybody

therefore I would like to continue in same manner with new iMac

but regarding the remarks I have about the computer I bought

about what I wrote on 3^rd April in Miroslav Mandic book

could You please

the only weapon in which I believe is please and thank you

give me back my money so as I could buy an iMac with the keyboard

with this letter I want that everything around iMac

that I named Bu is good and of use for everybody

dear N. I wish You all the best in life and work

I gave this letter to the shopkeeper before we started the conversation

first to be dear to God and then to You and all beings

good and beautiful is useful to everybody

I’m walking – waiting for Sun to call me so that we go with Bu to the shop

I love to endure in my story only if it is dear to God and all beings

I love not to endure in my story if it is not dear to God and all beings

everything is so simple

through same – love is. through love – it’s the same

Sun and me just got out of the shop. young gentleman N. was wonderful. he set

the whole company in motion so the new 21.5 inch iMac will get here from Budapest

on Wednesday for 22.590 dinars

when it’s good for everybody it’s a poem

yesterday I bought a book about beloved old man Porfirije. old man Porfirije

like old man Tadej went to the monastery as a twelve year boy. more and more

I see those old men like brave boys that devoted themselves to God

boy Porfirije – boy Tadej

in the name of Bu I will call new iMac Bu

I wish to Bu long and good life as well as to the one who gets Bu

I’m walking – on the face of every passerby I see God

something that old

something that ancient

something that that

my beloved fool

fed by tears of sex

compassion with just anything – but of course – compassion with just anything

with this that flies

with dance of a bow down

unsung got into a mood of singing

great poem in sad hearts

I am a whore – loyal to a fool

fool – whore’s humbleness

poet – an innocent whore

hey enthusiasm Your heart is kissing me

caress my face with Your thighs

fool is dreaming in the poet’s heart

fool wakes within the artist’s heart

theory is preceding theory

everything that is alive lives out of my love

everyone that kisses from my life kisses

I am a word within Your wish

You are pronouncing me

colour flows into colour

sound into sound

You are my taste

a boy guards an old man – an old man kisses a boy

all

unnecessary

words

ever

spoken

in

this

poem

are

singing

You are not around – I love You

You don’t exist – I kiss You

I’m singing with my mind – I’m creating with my heart

I know You – I can do You

I kiss the fool of Yours

we are trying crazy love with love

I kiss you from afar, enjoying our brotherhood in loneliness.

the sun is shining – joy is tingling me in the heels

I’m caressing our backs through walking

I all I

I of all I’s

I to all I’s

yesterday Simon contacted me. he was a good host for me in Bristol and

Glastonbury from twentieth to the thirtieth day of the Rose of Wandering. I haven’t

seen him since then. he is coming at the end of the month. I’m looking forward

to seeing his warm heart

he taught me a children’s song about Robin

Who killed Cock Robin?

I, said the sparrow,

with my bow and arrow,

I killed Cock Robin.

violet who did You opened to so violetly

join me to kiss everything every moment together

I’m resting my eyes over the greyness of the river

as far as the yellow-green of the other bank

black dog is running through the green grass full of yellow dandelions

within the fact that I don’t know a lot of things about countless

number of things lays my love for each and every one of them

does my brain smell of grass or grass of my brain

I’m standing and listening to this little sparrow who is jumping

from brick to brick and giving me a lecture about the Bud of All Beings 

as I’m watching and listening him more carefully he is speaking to me

clearer and clearer

beings are yearning for each other

little yellow bird flew on top of the wall and little sparrow got upset

little sparrow is trembling but carries on with his lecture to me

he drew back within the bricks since his nest is there

I am not the same being after these words of Yours my little sparrow 

we are not dying – today I said to Srecko Stankovic

it’s such a great dignity to lean on the metal post

while waiting for the green light to turn on the traffic lights

little boy moved dandelions from one to the other hand

in order to take his grandpa by the hand

a boy on the other side of the fence an me have smiled to each other and then he

came running after me in order to rejoice me once more with his smiling face

drink this tranquillity

eat this modesty

they are so watery and mild these watery lettuces

tree tops have become covered with leaves and yellow ball that I throw

nicely fits in with their greenery

I really enjoy this step by step staggering

like word by word after a long silence

let’s go

can we do a word or two

it arrived yesterday. the Bu. it has a cordless keyboard and cordless mouse

I hope that in couple of days I will start working with the help of his beauty

today I will also make a four hundred sixty fifth photo of One Man

in toady’s 33 blessings I will give You as a gift one word

You can do whatever You want with it

only the greatest weakness can receive with oneself the greatest strength

God is God through God

I am God through God

what’s not happened yet already happened

that word is salutary

the most tender

identifying

trans-sense in its clearness

God is through itself I

I am through God I

few days ago I said to the granny beggar who cried

because she has to beg be good – I will – she replied

through her I will the whole Universe has shifted

girl grannies

I’m travelling through the geography of blessings

galaxies are the nests in the Universe

granny’s heart is a little cosmic church

within the heart of just born younglings is the whole Universe

still unpacked cordless Universe

Universe made to measure the Universe

be everything to me

create me within You

call me by Miroslav Mandic name

call me I Can’t Live Without You

let’s be the same

immortal

rush towards me

here You go – take me – take her

I will

I am a youngling of this word

I’m writing on Bu. I’m writing with Bu

Rore installed it yesterday. it’s big. it shines

Bu is braking the movements in my body and in my mind

because I got used on working with Robin

Robin and Bu

Robin is a lap-top. Bu is iMac

objects are beings

objects are kissing and they are working on kissing

I forgot how to work with a mouse

I feel pain in the neck because the position of my head is different

Bu has blocked the altar on the window and is casting bigger shadow on the desk

it’s a lot faster. the sound is stronger

new Word is shifting left & right

once more thanks to Vera & Tibor for the Bu

Sun gave me Robin and I started working with him on 1^st September 2005

from today he is in the Bud Nest with all my works

with all my sneakers in which I walked and came to this blessing

from today Robin will witness all the words I wrote with him and within him

from today Robin will celebrate all beings that with their

life have brought to such a beautiful being as Robin – iBook G4 is

from today Robin will start transforming the pain with which beings have hurt each other

I thought of lending it to somebody so as they could work on it

but Sun have reminded me well that in a way that sneakers from the Nest

are not in use the same way shouldn’t Robin be

from now on Robin will be working through not working

not working but celebrating

God

Bud of All Beings

Bud of Every Day Art

Bud God-Sex-Money

Bud Nest

Bud Universe

Bud Walking

that I created within him

not working but quietly singing like Universe

not working but embracing younglings of all beings

Robin brought me to Bu and Bu will be celebrating Robin

let’s go Bu let’s go

spread the tranquillity and love through the internet

emanate the enthusiasm and loyalty within all beings

drink beauty and eat goodness

enjoy in Miroslav Mandic the same way Miroslav Mandic enjoys in you

through Goddess

through God

bud Bu

I’m walking in new. soft. purple

cheap. crocs shoes. best footwear for me

I’m a little bit lost because of my new computer

word is a bit unknown to me. I’m struggling. I’m insecure

whenever I’m insecure I also feel some kind of guilt

thrown away butt in front of me is still smoking

insecurity is as if I’m floating. I don’t feel

good until I start flying. I’m starting to fly with everything

with this manhole... this manhole is beautiful as well

with covered edge of the road. with snail set in concrete

with cracked asphalt

lizard

every look contains thousand pictures

every picture contains thousand words

that’s how every look contains thousand words

every minute has at least hundred looks

that’s how every minute contains at least million pictures

that’s what words can do

here is a wedding in front of the church. sorrow made out of grieve and despair

is coming out from the celebration

bikers have gathered in front of the Parliament

they live in the same story. enthralled with speed and air

enjoying in their suits while their bikes are resting

I move the neck – my vertebra crackles

in the distance I see myself by chance in the shop window

and then I hide not to get ashamed

last night I enjoyed the explanation of Elder Porphyrios about the difference between

the tranquillity and inferiority and the difference between melancholy and atonement

I’m really enjoying Elder Porphyrios. as well as in

Bu. as well as in goodness that always helps me

while I’m crossing the street near the “Horse” I take an oath

to all beings that I will be alive and kiss them in all times that are coming

bikers on their sport bikes gathered at the “Horse” are informed

by the organiser over the megaphone that there is ten minutes till the start

one of the most important things that I have learned

from the computer is what I want I save

I kiss You – save

You are immortal – save

all beings have each other – save

all beings are immortal – save

all beings are worth the same – save

all beings making one and only being – save

when You read these words know that I wrote them just so as

it is once more conformed to You that I love You forever – save

bikers are blowing their horns because they have conquered the city

car drivers are also blowing their horns because the bikers have blocked the city

but how to be liberated from the liberators

spring rain is falling

I heard it last night being half asleep

warm bed and sounds of rain

four lines made with a pen and black ink on the drawing paper on my desk

thin and thicker in the middle

I drew them in order to straighten and clean the tip of the pen

from dirt that gathered in ink

four masterpieces

close to them is written with a pencil twice how can that be

first how can that be I wrote with lead 0.5 2B

second how can that be I wrote with lead 0.7 2B

I wrote them next to each other to compare them

this fantastic one with 0.7 lead Srdjan Valjarevic gave me few days ago

I hope that Petar Miloradovic will give me a waistcoat soon

word and Pup are some kind of pen

(*so far I was translating the name of Miroslav’s new computer as Bu, but from now on it will be Pup, as it is in Serbian)

a style itself

light instead of lead

joy is the same

spring is within the heart of all beings

spring is the spring

heart of the spring

spring of writing

it stopped raining. it’s clearing up

it’s a pure wonder that I’m writing these words

a possibility to write these words makes a wonder out of every possibility

writing is wonders to a wonder of writing

from the screen on which I’m writing emerges music

every word is a screen

ocean

sky

bud

keyboard of writing

pencil of admiration

morning

fog

I like You a lot

swallow

blue distance

gentleness in the eyes

body loyal to body

morning is passing

fog is lifting up

I like You even more

I love to watch You

I love to listen to You

I exist because of You

sneakers are waiting for me to go

hearts of all beings are within the heart of every being

horizon

towards the horizon

h   o   r   i   z   o   n

monotony

h      o      r      i      z      o      n

loyalty forever

h         o          r          i          z          o          n

swallow

blue distance

You like me

two swallows

blue just blue

act bit/beat/essence

holly heels

I adore You

one will

horizon

my sameness are these words

my features are these words

the greatest football game is playing within these words

I’ve got everything just to get myself an old man

grocery selling woman on Cvetko’s market is joyfully shouting

it’s easy to earn the money but how will I find an old man – she carries on with her tirade

last night I dreamt of hugging

she was hugging me hugging

she was coming closer to me with her lips

hugging and hugging

constantly hugging

warm and soft

brave

she was hugging and kissing my shoulders neck and face

ever closer to my lips

hugging hugging

I’m walking – I’m hugging her

I’m walking – she’s hugging me

she was absorbing me and penetrating me

absorbing me like a green colour absorbs light

penetrating me like light penetrates the greenery

soil started to smell. I took it with my hand and took a photo of it

I stopped to observe first green cherry stones

sweet and sour cherries as well as apricots and plums and peaches are coming soon

I’m looking forward to the fruit that is coming

as well as the fruit is looking forward to coming again

I’m confirming the beauty of the world by walking slowly

I’m celebrating the hugs within the last night dreams by walking slowly

six hours has passed since I woke up and I still feel how she hugs me

yards are filled with flowers

flowers are creating good people

good people are growing flowers that creates good people

leaves are growing everywhere

leaves remind me of the fact that I was drawing it for ten years every day

from my twenty fifth to my thirty fifth year. leaves. Leaves – Tree of Life

leafing hugging

twelve years ago on this day with

52.732.360^th step I walked around planet Earth

it was the first big circle that I’ve created

after each experience I’m no longer the one I used to be

I’m more the same

more the same with all beings

more the same with God

with next step I carried on walking around the

Universe. and from then on wherever I am I am in the Universe

in the Universe of Love

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wind is carrying the white petals from the fruit trees

air is a lover

a spark in the eyes of a girl that is begging from her mother’s arms caressed me

I’m walking – I’m caressing

I’m caressing the circle – the daily bread

I’m thinking – I’m caressing

I’m caressing the verb to caress

to caress somebody’s head

to caress somebody – to set them free from guilt

caressing is setting free from the sin

Universe is caressing all beings

all beings are caressing the Universe

caress me

tongue of caressing is licking one and only tongue of all beings

rain caresses my head

with each step I caress the soil

through caressing steps I’m setting free all beings from the sin

second big circle is the blue circle of the Blue Rose in the Universe

that I created several days before the end of the Rose of Wandering

third big circle are all circles that the book-ball Miroslav Mandic consists of

four big circle is this one that I’m walking every day – endless circle of caressing all beings

everybody who struggles with his or her sin and guilt

is helping others to set him or herself from the sin and guilt

caressing is the highest stage of knowledge

revelations are happening through caressing

greatest discoveries are happening without money or guns through caressing

caressing is forgiveness and farewell to the old man and old word

dedicated to Bozidar Mandic who I met by chance on the crossroads near the “Horse” the same one from the other day

through walking I am Universe

through dancing I am all beings

through singing I and You

through creation God

writing is dangerous

writing is salvation

everything is dangerous

everything is salvation

flies are sunbathing

half an hour ago after many years I’ve remembered that

in my childhood I was collecting flies in one carton box

I was plucking their wings so as they wouldn’t fly away

I wasn’t feeling guilty because of that. I thought it was good for them too

everybody I have caused pain have helped me to feel that I’m guilty for everything

feeling guilty for everything helped me change myself and live and love everything

flies I’m walking in your glory

I feel quiet joy because You also feel You are guilty for everything

I’m joyful because You also kiss everything

while people are coming towards me on everybody’s face I see God

everybody is God

God is that everybody is God

God kisses and everything is God

who kisses is God

she never managed to be in the centre of anybody’s world – one girl says to another

swallows are flying through the skies

grass is being cut in all places

I’m enjoying big tree tops of the wild chestnut

after the stones trees are the wisest creatures

all creatures are stones as well as all beings are trees – wise as much as they kiss

forgive me for every word of mine

caress every word of mine

affirm every word of mine

I’m reading You – You are writing me

through every particle we are kissing – we are kissing every particle

decisions are liberating me from daydreaming and improvisation

characteristic for decision is that it respects decisions of others

decisions of righteousness

particles of decision are made out of righteousness

particles of decision are binding

yesterday I picked up a stone from the ground so it would be my spiritual leader

while writing this blessing I’m holding it in my left hand

in this blessing the stone is in my right hand

sometimes I will be writing with it

it lies next to the Pup

righteousness permeates all beings

freedom is righteous

truth is righteous

I felt tranquillity on the road crossing. I turned around

and saw the warmth in the old woman’s eyes

joined loved

I gave it to somebody and I never read it. I got it from its

author and I would love to read it. few days ago I couldn’t find it in

bookshops. I will now look in some other bookshops. Slobodan Tisma’s book Urvidek

there is no Urvidek. why do publishers and bookshops

exist if they don’t have Slobodan Tisma’s Urvidek

I love pictures that think slowly and deeply

I love that he loves things that he loves even though I don’t like those things

I would like to take photos of the noses of all people. six billion noses of one picture

two and a half year old boy is running after pigeons in the park

when the pigeon flies the boy flinches really hard

those who have made for years many people redundant

are now very surprised by the fact that it is them that are redundant

I’m not giving up also because of the rare ones who never gave up

lasting enables creation

creation celebrates lasting

become what you are – somebody pasted the paper with these words on the metal

post on which I lean on while waiting for the green light on the road crossing

book is everywhere and book is everything

it is so boring to listen to the people who are living form books how they moan

about young people not reading books. they have forgotten how they have terrorised others with reading books

sometimes famous people are moaning because the most important profession today

is to be famous and anybody can be famous. in their time other things were more

important and only they have been famous. all times are the same. spirit of

time is terrorising everything that isn’t in the spirit of time and those who

were terrorising others in their time are the ones that moan

I just remembered two blessings that I wrote with the stone in my hands

this morning I wished to give the stone – my spiritual leader – name

but I didn’t know which one. now I felt I’ll call him Miroslav Mandic

I bought two lettuces – May Queen – you need to be gentle

with her like with a woman – vegetable selling woman told me

round bread – 30 dinars

tartar sauce – 70

two lettuces – 120 dinars

underlined – royal lunch

decisions are liberating me from daydreaming and improvisation

characteristic for decision is that it respects decisions of others

decisions of righteousness

particles of decision are made out of righteousness

particles of decision are binding

yesterday I picked up a stone from the ground so it would be my spiritual leader

while writing this blessing I’m holding it in my left hand

in this blessing the stone is in my right hand

sometimes I will be writing with it

it lies next to the Pup

righteousness permeates all beings

freedom is righteous

truth is righteous

I felt tranquillity on the road crossing. I turned around

and saw the warmth in the old woman’s eyes

joined loved

I gave it to somebody and I never read it. I got it from its

author and I would love to read it. few days ago I couldn’t find it in

bookshops. I will now look in some other bookshops. Slobodan Tisma’s book Urvidek

there is no Urvidek. why do publishers and bookshops

exist if they don’t have Slobodan Tisma’s Urvidek

I love pictures that think slowly and deeply

I love that he loves things that he loves even though I don’t like those things

I would like to take photos of the noses of all people. six billion noses of one picture

two and a half year old boy is running after pigeons in the park

when the pigeon flies the boy flinches really hard

those who have made for years many people redundant

are now very surprised by the fact that it is them that are redundant

I’m not giving up also because of the rare ones who never gave up

lasting enables creation

creation celebrates lasting

become what you are – somebody pasted the paper with these words on the metal

post on which I lean on while waiting for the green light on the road crossing

book is everywhere and book is everything

it is so boring to listen to the people who are living form books how they moan

about young people not reading books. they have forgotten how they have terrorised others with reading books

sometimes famous people are moaning because the most important profession today

is to be famous and anybody can be famous. in their time other things were more

important and only they have been famous. all times are the same. spirit of

time is terrorising everything that isn’t in the spirit of time and those who

were terrorising others in their time are the ones that moan

I just remembered two blessings that I wrote with the stone in my hands

this morning I wished to give the stone – my spiritual leader – name

but I didn’t know which one. now I felt I’ll call him Miroslav Mandic

I bought two lettuces – May Queen – you need to be gentle

with her like with a woman – vegetable selling woman told me

round bread – 30 dinars

tartar sauce – 70

two lettuces – 120 dinars

underlined – royal lunch