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NAMES OF ALL BEINGS ON MY BELLYBUTTON
first snow has fallen last night there was four or five t-shirt changing last night today will be Henriette with whistling to horses which are rushing through the snow philosophical depth whose most recognizable characteristic is obscurity Bertrand Russell two ideas are hanging around and intertwining within me one is about that I should be thinking much more free second one is about linking everything with everything pussy with an axiom dick with a principle paradox with kissing fucking with rhythm prayer with a breast compassion with feet joy with birds everything with everything because everything is one with everything and everything is one with itself Rachael sings everything Rachael sings one Rachael sings Rachael skirt of compassion raising oneself on toes mystics of words is in the beauty of silence in each word voice of God hay of hay event hand in hand feeling of infinite joy through all-merging uniting love surrendered to freedom freedom loyal to love mystical wedding marriage of all beings grace and compassion through the light of serving nine hundred thirty two of those who saw this video dedicated to Ye Haiyan Nadezhda Tolokonnikova and Julian Assange
FLOWERS OF SINGING
god god god you are god god god god god i am god god god god god swallow is god god god god god grass is god god god god god goodness is god god god god god beauty is god god god god god path is god god god god god road is god god god god god tree is god god god god god horse is god god god god god word is god god god god god number is god god god god god blue is god god god god god dancing is god god god god god walking is god god god god god giving is god god god god god receiving is god god god god god cock is god god god god god pussy is god god god god god fucking is god god god god god particle is god god god god god loyalty is god god god god god smile is god god god god god repetition is god god god god god tautology is god god god god god innocence is god god god god god sameness is god god god god god carefulness is god god god god god orgasm is god god god god god bud is god god god god god poem is god god god god god we are one god god god god god only you are god god
ONE AND ONLY LANGUAGE OF ALL LANGUAGES
language is the form of physical behaviour, the same way as walking, eating or drinking
Bertrand Russell
language is the form of physical behaviour, the same way as walking, eating or fucking
it’s a pity Russell didn’t write it like this
if walking eating and fucking are not at the same table language is sad
if yearning and logics are not in the same bed empty is the bed
if life and death are not together in immortality tasteless is the immortality
only in one language labia and lips are putting on the same lipstick
there is no truth without a cock
there is no lullaby without a pussy
there is no cognition without fucking
I love when clitoris preaches and luxury simplifies
I love when penis head is caressing and claims are smiling
if a tiger and but are not from the same mother then what are words and mothers for
if Borges and hoof are not from the same
story made then what are the gauchos and writing for
if a heart isn’t a house then nobody’s house won’t be a heart
if prostitution isn’t the core of the education then what are the schools for
if a belly isn’t serving the forests then what are the snowdrops in snow for
if You don’t find what I’m writing beautiful then what is Your self-confidence for
if chemistry and physics are not talking the
same language then what the fuck do they want
if a dialogue doesn’t sing who is it talking to
if a first teacher isn’t what a first kiss is then everything was in vain
making a path in the snow is a calligraphy in white
a wooden saw horse for sawing wood is cold
for white geese on the white snow dreams are white as well
bud reconciles everything
bud is Universe
bud is peace for everything
(these three blessings are word play, since “reconcile everything”, “Universe” & “peace for everything” are very similar in Serbian . “sve miri”, “Svemir” & “mir svemu”, T.N.)
through licking tongue is cleansing itself
through licking language is conscience
through licking everything is swaying me
lick me lick one and only language of all languages
language herald
lick me lick
one and only language of all lickings
ONE AND ONLY LANGUAGE OF THE ONE AND ONLY PATH
cock of one and only language is the cock of all languages pussy of one and only language is budding of all languages fucking of one and only language is caressing of all languages love of one and only language is all-permeation of all languages birth of one and only language is innocence of all languages cradle of one and only language is solidarity of all languages alphabet of one and only language is joy of all languages table of one and only language is shame of all languages play of one and only language is non-violence of all languages principles of one and only language are the first-fruits of all languages universals of one and only language are the language of all languages particularities of one and only language are the language of all languages speech acts of one and only language are the language of all languages freedom of one and only language is patience of all languages courage of one and only language is creation of all languages gratitude of one and only language is a red cherry of all languages whinny of one and only language is a horse-hind of all languages flutter of one and only language is a swallow-sparrow of all languages oath of one and only language is horniness of all languages path of one and only language is a garden of all languages uneasiness of one and only language is honesty of all languages solitude of one and only language is a poem of all languages determination of one and only language is now of all languages decency of one and only language are screams of swearing of all languages first step of one and only language is testimony of all languages in step of one and only language is heavenly of all languages fallout of one and only language is tenderness of all languages agreeing of one and only language are younglings of all languages fruit of one and only language is mind of all languages temples of one and only language are a temple of all languages aging of one and only language is identifying of all languages funeral of one and only language is resurrection of all languages God of one and only language is God of all languages is God testimony of a decision which I made while writing today’s blessings
ONE AND ONLY LANGUAGE OF ONE AND ONLY BUDDING
one and only language of all languages is the language of flickering
one and only language of all languages is the language of blinks
one and only language of all languages is the language of dawning
one and only language of all languages is the language of rippling
one and only language of all languages is the language of shimmering
one and only language of all languages is the language of stimulating
one and only language of all languages is the language of arousing
one and only language of all languages is the language of shuddering
one and only language of all languages is the language of winking
one and only language of all languages is the language of shading
one and only language of all languages is the language of harmonising
one and only language of all languages is the language of harmonising
one and only language of all languages is the language of interlacing
one and only language of all languages is the language of confession
one and only language of all languages is the language of foreshadowing
one and only language of all languages is the language of fulfilment
one and only language of all languages is the language of creating out of nothing
one and only language of all languages is the language of everybody’s singing
one and only language of all languages is the language of whispering
one and only language of all languages is the language of delights
one and only language of all languages is the language of herbs
one and only language of all languages is the language of the mind
one and only language of all languages is the language of ohm
one and only language of all languages is the language of butterflying
one and only language of all languages is the language of the most fuckable innocence
one and only language of all languages is
the language of the innocence of the most fuckable ones
one and only language of all languages is the language of admitting
one and only language of all languages is the language of thanking
one and only language of all languages is the language of transformation
one and only language of all languages is the language of wedding
one and only language of all languages is the language of identifying
one and only language of all languages is the language of obvious mystics
one and only language of all languages is the language of the mystics of the most obvious
ONE AND ONLY LANGUAGE OF THE ONE AND ONLY WEDDING
through one and only language of all languages all beings are one and only through one and only language of all languages all beings are bread under the one and a book under the other arm then hit the road through one and only language of all languages all beings are liking each other through one and only language of all languages everyone is loved by the very language in one and only language of all languages muscles of language are full of ruddy blood in one and only language of all languages I wrote every word of mine through one and only language of all languages thrown away blue pot is a beauty of all beauties through one and only language of all languages upturned cup is a great poem on its own through one and only language of all languages the bending body is raising itself within the cell of each body through one and only language of all languages the notion of beauty is revived in each thing through one and only language of all languages one and together are upper and lower lip of golden-mouthedness through one and only language of all languages big tree is not alone through one and only language of all languages first beginning makes one and only beginning out of each beginning through one and only language of all languages runaway child is the first to speak through one and only language of all languages all beings are cherishing and guarding each other through fuckability through one and only language of all languages birds are swimming through the cosmic vastness through one and only language of all languages fishes are flying through the infinity of atom through one and only language of all languages I’m kissing Your knees through one and only language of all languages I’m kissing Your curving spine through one and only language of all languages I’m kissing tranquillity in Your hands through one and only language of all languages each a is an embrace through one and only language of all languages each letter is a kiss through one and only language of all languages the smile which is actually appearing on my face is through one and only language of all languages that something in the voice from which all beings get horny is through one and only language of all languages goodness of strength which makes beauty of tenderness cum is through one and only language of all languages anything which is cuming with anybody is through one and only language of all languages somebody who is cuming with nobody is through one and only language of all languages cuming through which eternity lulls is through one and only language of all languages bread of cuming with those who don’t have even for bread is through one and only language of all languages I easily let myself into cuming through one and only language of all languages cuming is feeding and giving water to all beings through immortality through one and only language of all languages cuming is only the beginning of constant unselfishness of cuming through one and only language of all languages wedding through all-cuming of all beings is
LIKE WATER FLOWING DOWN
I’m discontinuing writing of the tables about one and only language of all languages it should be lived walked created sung sixteen days till the end of the year I feel more and more that mystics is poetry and poetry the very mystics my YouTube is not working that completely disrupted me I lost it I’m sad feeling like crap that’s that mystics of singing I’ll manage somehow hit and miss with a bit of brandy more fragile that the very fragility indescribably helpless I’m flowing I’m exposed unprotected like water flowing down flow is drifting through all currants – that’s the flow drifting through me through empty landscapes through shelters without shelters through consolations without consolation alone I’m alone singing mystic of singing singing mystic the face of a runaway child the face of the world
A POEM WHILE COUNTING THE MONEY I GOT AND SPENT THIS YEAR
ever since I’m writing electronic letters I’m writing them vertically one word in one line primarily so that everything I write would be beauty and poetry and so that every word is poem
GRATITUDE TO THE ANGELS OF GOODNESS
God sex money holly trinity of innocence solemnity I’m counting how much money I got and spent this year this is how it was per month money was given to me by angles Mirjana Lukic 160 euros Vera Varady 85 euros Ivana Djokic-Saunderson 70 euros Vladimir Macura 60 euros Yasuka and Zeljko 40 euros Arti Sombaty 28 euros Tibika Varady 22 euros Sun Mandic 20 euros Dule Pejin 16 euros Violeta Jovanovic 15 euros Branka Zgonjanin 10 euros Petar Miloradovic 10 euros Maja Klisinski 10 euros Mina Novcic 10 euros Zoltan Varady 5 euros Vesna Lopicic 5 euros Nemanja Radovic 2 euros Enes 1 euro altogether I got 6828 euros plus I got two months rent free from Vesna Lopicic for rent. costs of living. space for the archive. working space in the Nest and First House of All Beings I gave 3340 euros for healing of my heel. photo camera. repairs of mobile phone and voice recorder three pairs of sport shoes. four glasses. tapes for the Blue Film. crayons. foils. mattress blender. shorts. shirts. insoles for my heel. repairs. hygiene. and some more trifles 1188 euros 900 euros for food through Coffees of Courage and to beloved beggars I gave away 900 euros I have 500 euros left for next year I survived money is goodness of love keep on blazing beautiful goodness blaze angels blaze with love through each word I write
LIKE THAT NIGHT
I was nodding off sitting at the desk I nearly fell asleep my head has slipped down the hands on which it was leaning I wanted to carry on writing about money and angels but I gave up now I don’t know what nor how there’s nobody around I’m closing my eyes again I’m exhausted after each blessing my eyes are closing if there wasn’t for 33 blessings I would have stopped writing several times during these eight years I was struggling not to fall asleep over the text it’s very exciting once I was driving a van with my eyes closing and opening it was foggy down below river Drina in front of me curves traveling companions were sleeping I was driving slowly the same way I’m writing slowly right now I would close my eyes rest for a split of a second I would quickly open my eyes fog was there curves were there the light of headlights was breaking through the dark I was driving life now I’m driving love through the hearts of all beings by blessings I’ve awakened myself a bit like that night grateful to the miracle of the very life to the miracle of singing with lips on lips
THE LAST DAY OF AUTUMN
in yet unknown world I’m trying to smell today’s blessing beauty of thinking is that thinking can also love-kiss everything that is unknown to it seagulls are landing near grebes to steal their fish when they come out of the water two seagulls are flying after one grebe to seize the fish from its beak with a kiss one is not stealing but giving saliva is exchanged and it’s flowing from mouth to mouth muscles of a tongue excite whole body kissing feeds all cells life is kissing the experience of a first kiss permeates all kisses of life everything moves through the Universe in order to kiss one another nobody is kissed by the biggest as much as from the tiniest sex of the tiniest permeates and fills the sex of the hugest I don’t know if Wittgenstein’s confessions were published. I would love so much to read them everything I’m writing is confession as well my words are tempted by Your eyes Your ears are embracing them in my heart they’ve just been born Innocent-Eared-Her and Golden-Mouthed-Him how much I would love to tell You about these wet leaves about that how You are everything to me even though You are not around about that how I believe that You will show up about that how the word that excites me like this pile of gravel on the path as well about the white stone roadside which I was observing yesterday and which I’m walking over today winter is beginning tomorrow and the day after tomorrow days are getting longer and longer for the first time I’ve experienced that on one of the bridges over the river Rhine on the last day of autumn I’m rejoicing the first day of spring everything has calmed down now to welcome the winter everything will be awakened in the spring to welcome the summer the world is an offered hand of the world which nobody sees – a hand with which the world is looking for salvation the world is an offered hand which is offering salvation – a hand nobody even knows for yesterday I arranged with Edi to take him Kemalj Kemana Sebastian Robert Ferdi Ljilji and Ersan if he is here to MacDonald’s for a burger and a shake or coca cola nine days to the end of the book Miroslav eighth book of the book Miroslav Mandic i love-kiss you and i sing bud kiss
THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER
sun is shining there is no snow winter is beginning in an hour I’m on an empty road Kiss and Bud are kissing budding eternal youth of surrendering Kiss is kissing Bud Bud is budding in Kiss I love the mixture of races I adore the mixture of all beings freedom now for Julian Assange freedom now for Nadezhda Tolokonnikova freedom now for all the imprisoned fighters for freedom Kiss now Bud now 12:12 pm while winter was beginning at 12:12 pm somebody touched my back Robert my friend he asked me to print again Robert’s Poem because he dropped it in the snow and the paper got wet and ripped apart last night he couldn’t sleep because he was afraid of the end of the world which was announced for today if the world doesn’t end today and tomorrow then it never will – he said the mist has covered the sun so the air is filled with milky light milky light is snowing Kiss and Bud are constantly kissing and budding on the road even though they never said a single word it’s enough for Kiss that is a kiss and the word kiss and that’s why he’s kissing without any words it’s also enough for Bud that is bud and the word bud and that’s why he’s just budding Kiss is a beautiful event just like the word kiss is beautiful Bud is a beautiful being just like the word bud is beautiful green colour is beautiful like the word green. violet colour is beautiful just like the word violet. I saw that on the green-violet sign on the doors of one of the kiosks on the lake they are kissing budding it’s winter
SNOWFLAKE
a rare snowflake sometimes falls down a drop of rain a snowflake a shudder of wind I’m thinking of a fairy-tale A Scamp and a Snowflake a lot of snowflakes has melted on a scamp’s face. one day when the scamp saw one snowflake for the first time he wished that his roughness melts in a snowflake I’ve never been thinking or feeling so deeply about a snowflake the same way I replaced the word energy with the word goodness. the same way I’m replacing the word ethics with the word snowflake snowflake – a soul of transformation snow are people snowflake is a man all of the lonely walkers who are passing by me are snowflakes just look at somebody who is alone and You will see how he or she looks like a snowflake not because they look like a snowflake but because You feel love for that somebody like for a snowflake I’m really happy because I’m writing about a snowflake never ironically always fairy-tale-like I’m tenderly thinking about the scamp from the fairy-tale everyone is scamp as well everyone yearns that their roughness melts in a snowflake what else is sex if not snowflakes of ego which are melting in God’s goodness what else is a smile if not snowflakes of snow which are freely flying through the air what else is reading if not snowflakes of snow which is winnowing through Your body when I went into this grey day I never knew that I will be writing only about the snowflake white snowflake in the white Miroslav Mandic book all words in the book Miroslav Mandic are snowflakes the book of snow the book in which singing transforms into snowflakes and snowflakes are melting in all-love for all beings a white dog is lost and he’s feverishly looking for his owner the smell of a white hyacinth in the air if one swallow doesn’t make a spring one snowflake doesn’t make a winter then I’m even more so loyal to the swallow and the snowflake the art of the snowflake is eternal art
DECISIONS BREAKUPS CONTINUATIONS 1
I’m trembling for few days now I don’t know if in the next three days and these ninety nine blessings I will manage to say everything I should and want to say it started ten days or so ago when in the conversation with one of my close friends I experienced horror and the abyss among us I felt I’m surrounded with the abyss I realised that the same abyss is with other five close persons to me that’s when I decided to come up with some decisions to write about it to You even though You are not around I made a decision about possible breakups next year the decision has scared me and set me free like last night’s occurrence with another from my six close persons again the abyss being alone is hard and dangerous salvific because I can uncompromisingly do create and sing through all beings being corrupted by life borders bread attachment money is death already I hope I will succeed to say all of that clearly and simply what is the deepest and what is the tallest God You all beings God sex money singing creating walking I’ve been writing about that already but those who are close except for You think that it is only symbolical and not the essential oath of love to immortality hymn of freedom of all beings 86400 moments in a day i am you are i am god 86400 works in a day Miroslav Mandic Miroslav Mandic personal ID i am God God God God … all of that should be and live I’ve entered the tenth sequence of seven years of my life the reason for changes and transformations four middle years of the Bud of Walking are beginning the ninth Miroslav Mandic book is beginning if it’s not better then it’s worse I’m more peaceful I’ve started I’ve started writing about what is bothering me
36TH TIME LAO TZU OR DECISIONS BREAKUPS CONTINUATIONS 2
Who knows that he does not know is the highest; Who (pretends to) know what he does not know is sick-minded. Lao Tzu in Chapter 71 Therefore the Sage knows himself, but does not show himself, Loves himself, but does not exalt himself. Therefore he rejects the one (force) and accepts the other (gentility). I’m continuing writing about what is bothering me I don’t count in that what’s bothering me health and death even though they are taking a lot of strength from me I’d love to be healthy and care for my health on my own or with Your help I would love to be ready for death like all beings that died peacefully and in that way enabled the one and only life to last and never end this morning I got this e-mail I’ve been writing about that already but those who are close except for You think that it is only symbolical and not the essential yes. I’m so poisoned with symbolism that even though I know that you really thing and live and work this way, when I read this blessing I had to admit to myself and there it is now I’m admitting it to you as well that one part of experiencing all of this oath of love to immortality hymn of freedom of all beings 86400 moments in a day i am you are i am god 86400 works in a day Miroslav Mandic Miroslav Mandic eternal art personal ID i am God God God God … really is put into the drawer of symbolism. thank you for being and living all of that the abyss which is dividing me from my close ones is clear from this e-mail that’s how it is from my childhood and youth the best one yes. the best ones no one and only man one and only language of all beings Bud if things don’t change for better with my close ones if You don’t appear in the summer next year I will stop working on the site miroslavmandic.name I will stop editing the book Miroslav Mandic hoping that it will transform for better and into something much greater I will stop with translating the book Miroslav Mandic hoping that it will transform for better and into something yet uncreated I will reduce socialising with the close ones hoping that it will transform for better and into miraculous I hope that some new people will show up with whom there won’t be any abyss that You will show up all of that scares me because I love working on the site it’s followed by twenty or so people every day I have a need to improve the site but for now I don’t have the means to do that nor to do something so that more people would visit it that’s what’s bothering me and makes me sad I’m afraid because all of that can possibly make me even more alone and result in a situation I don’t have money to survive one should dare if it’s not better it’s worse to dare and to be loyal to innocence to dare and to be love to all beings to dare and to be worthy of singing creating and walking
DECISIONS BREAKUPS CONTINUATIONS 3
in the spring it will be fifteen years since I’m in Universe in the summer it will be seven years since I came to Belgrade seven years of the greatest solitude in my life how will it be next seven years it will be this way or that way it’s all the same since all is the same it’s important that there will be no compromises it’s important not to fall for existing human system to live out of it. to carry on with creating and singing the Bud of All Beings which is the eternal and the one and only system – garden of all beings even more important is to resist to my own weaknesses those from sadness and worry and selfishness and all the way to vanity the most important is constantly singing creating walking new always and forever new identical creation from the first moment of creation new is open old is based on secrets novelties that are brought by the Zeitgeist are also based and built upon secrets and in that way they are already old between two paths one doesn’t go in the middle but chooses one of the two I believe in and love relationships which are based on the state of love when it’s not like that I’m discontinuing relationships so that love would live in the state of love people usually waive the love in order to maintain the relationships my works which are stagnant and which I don’t know how to hand over to You and all beings are tormenting me my books which can’t be found anywhere are tormenting me printing of the book Miroslav Mandic and book I am You are I and book… is tormenting me all defeats are tormenting me I’m guarding them all to transform them into one and only victory of all beings the knowledge that I’m heavy for some people is tormenting me the horrors and injustice in the world are tormenting me torments are the grindstone which is grinding the finest flaky flour of all-love much more than all of what’s tormenting me I’m amazed by the life itself by the fact that I’m alive and that from my life all lives and the life itself depend on I cannot be amazed enough by the miracle which is singing me by the miracle through which I’m singing. by the miracle I’m singing by the miracle which is creating me by the miracle through which I’m creating. by the miracle I’m creating by the miracle which is walking me by the miracle through which I’m walking. by the miracle I’m walking tremble
THAT’S LOVE
a bread crust on the wet branch pink cloth is lying on the grass I sopped and enjoyed watching sparrows when I said the word sparrows I remembered the childhood the excitement when I learned that those are really sparrows whole life with sparrows sun is glaring whole life with the sun glare one woman who wasn’t even born in my childhood is walking like old women from my childhood a pile of sand in the churchyard sand is also whole life in my life when two nights ago I finished reading my diary for this year marking with yellow the most important moments I was thrilled because on every third-fourth page it was written that Srdjan Valjarevic has called me last night I scrolled through the diary and saw that he called me hundred and four times he was usually calling me between eleven and twelve in the evening we would talk one two three hours over the mobile phones midnight talks around midnight even earlier I felt that those conversations are a work of art when I came across them in the diary I realised that it is a poem I will write it in tomorrow’s blessings contradictions are confirming the sameness the truth is in the mind of Julian Assange freedom in the heart of Nadezhda Tolokonnikova eternal art is the art of dew this slow walk is royal mildness is overspreading the face of a new beggar boy I love when I notice someone who is noticing something unnoticed a man who stopped a moment ago to answer the phone call carried on running I’m watching the grass and I’m smiling to the little flowers that will sprout in the spring from the grass tenderness is salvation I love all-inclusiveness that is surrendering I gave away all the Coffees of Courage last night I started working on the Coffees of Courage for the next year I would love to give next year at least a bit more than this year on my way back I picked up the pink cloth and took it with me so that it wouldn’t be alone that’s love when I opened the balcony doors in the House one bluebottle flew in right away that’s also love
THAT IS GOD OR ONE YEAR
Srdjan phoned me enjoyed with him talked to Srdjan by phone from 11 pm to 1 am two hours with Srdjan with Srdjan talked to Srdjan three hours by phone in the evening Srdjan phoned me in the evening two and a half hours by phone with Srdjan with Srdjan around midnight in the evening a bit with Srdjan long conversation with Srdjan talked to Srdjan around midnight a conversation with Srdjan Srdjan phoned me around midnight Srdjan phoned me in the evening hour and a half of conversation with Srdjan a conversation with Srdjan around midnight midnight conversation with Srdjan Srdjan phoned me and we talked for two hours Srdjan phoned me around midnight Srdjan phoned me around 11 pm and we talked over an hour Srdjan phoned me in the evening talked tenderly with Srdjan with Srdjan around midnight Srdjan phoned me two times talked to Srdjan in the evening talked to Srdjan almost two hours talked to Srdjan Srdjan called me and I felt good spoke to Srdjan and we talked for two hours Srdjan phoned me at midnight and we talked for an hour talked to Srdjan Srdjan phoned in the evening long conversation with Srdjan talked to Srdjan for a long time talked to Srdjan for two and a half hours then afterwards Srdjan spoke to Srdjan Srdjan phoned me in the evening and we talked for a long time then afterwards long conversation with my Srdjan with Srdjan after ten or so days Srdjan phoned he was ill afterwards with Srdjan talked for a long time with Srdjan talked for a long time with Srdjan talked for a long time with Srdjan Srdjan phoned me in the evening Srdjan phoned me as well talked to Srdjan for a long time Srdjan phoned and we talked for a long time Srdjan phoned Srdjan in the evening Srdjan phoned after the football game and we talked for two hours Srdjan phoned we talked until 1.30 am my Srdjan phoned me in the evening with Srdjan Srdjan phoned around midnight Srdjan phoned Srdjan phoned around midnight in beautiful conversation with Srdjan talked to Srdjan with Srdjan more than an hour of conversation with Srdjan Srdjan phoned Srdjan phoned me and we enjoyed Srdjan Valjarevic phoned me Srdjan phoned me Srdjan phoned me in the evening with Srdjan Srdjan phoned me in the evening and we enjoyed wonderful conversation with Srdjan Srdjan phoned me in the evening with Srdjan around midnight Srdjan phoned afterwards Srdjan phoned me spoke to Srdjan conversation with Srdjan Srdjan phoned had a long conversation with Srdjan in a delightful conversation with Srdjan for over a year Srdjan phoned me and we enjoyed in conversation Srdjan phoned me in the evening with Srdjan around midnight one hour with Srdjan around midnight had a long and beautiful conversation with Srdjan around midnight Srdjan phoned me around midnight around midnight with Srdjan Srdjan phoned me Srdjan phoned me around midnight Srdjan phoned me and we talked talked to Srdjan talked to Srdjan talked to Srdjan Srdjan phoned me in the evening talked to Srdjan Srdjan phoned Srdjan phoned me in the evening wonderful conversation with Srdjan after midnight I talked to Srdjan before midnight with Srdjan Srdjan phoned me then in the evening talked to Srdjan for two and a half hours Srdjan phoned me Srdjan phoned me Srdjan phoned me Srdjan phoned me for hundred and fifth time I accidentally met with Srdjan once on the Boulevard and he once visited me
I AM YOU – YOU IN THE EIGHTH MIROSLAV MANDIC BOOK
this is not a list of names this is love-kissing. this is a Hymn of freedom of all beings Mirjana Lukic. John Hurt Mississippi. Gertrude Stein. Vera Varady Violeta Jovanovic. Borka Stojcic. Milomir O. Mandic. Mohamed Bouazizi Jan Palach. Manoubia Bouazizi. Valentina Nikolic Andja Jovanovic Petar Miloradovic. Svetislav Stefanovic. Pavle Stefanovic. Ivana Stefanovic Stanislav Drca. Beba Vuckovic. Lazarov Miodrag Pashu. Vesna Lopicic Micko Jovanovic.. Ivana Djokic-Saunderson. Srdjan Valjarevic. Djordje Lukic Maja Klisinski. Branko Popovic.. Macura Vladimir. Sun Mandic Slobodan Tisma. Lazar Risar. Cesare Pavese. Branka Zgonjanin Ye Haiyan-Hooligan Sparrow. Episcope Danilo. Vesna Kuvara. Judita Salgo Marina Bukowski. Charles Bukowski. Ana Djordjevic. Djuka. Leszek Kolakowski Daniela Trbovic. Edgar Allan Poe. Robert Bresson. Ana Mihnik. Zorana Mihajlov Robert Walser. Ksenija Bustrevic. Vesna Milovic. Nebojsa Covic. Zorica Kovacic Dragana Varadinac. Kaja Cirilovic. Rore Popovic. Ivana Zivkovic. nun Fevronija Carl Gustav Jung. Meister Eckhart. Lao Tzu. Vladimir Roksandic. Sinisa Tucic Bertrand Russell. Nebojsa Rikanovic. George Soros. Nemanja Radovic Zoltan Varady. Kaja Mandic. Milomir Mandic. Mina Novcic. William Carlos Williams Fats Domino. Johnny Cash. Jovo Tosevski. Jelica Aleksic. Ruth Brown. Franz Kafka Arthur Rimbaud. Charles Baudelaire. Comte de Lautreamont. Ljubica Kosovac Ludwig van Beethoven. Johann Sebastian Bach. Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky Marcel Duchamp. Bozidar Mandic. Slavko Bogdanovic. Penelope. Nenad Baturan Plato. Nicolay Fyodorov. Katalin Keserü. Hamish Fulton. John Cage. Rade Nesovic Larisa Fotina. Milan Bogosavljevic. Verica Barac. Albert Einstein. Ivana Hadzi Popovic. Nicolay Berdyaev Elder Paisios the Athonite. Sava Silic. Bora Dragas Tefera. Perif. Obrad Tasic. Drockalovs. Laza Bancilo. Stevica Ase. Julian Assange Hank Williams. Carl Perkins. Georg Trakl. Stef Lamza. Ralph Waldo Emerson Ellen Emerson. Zeljko Radic. Yasuka Sato. John Maeda. Maureen Hughes Monika Seles Djordje Markovic Koder. Tibika Varady. Charles Simic. Parmenides. Teréz Müller Steve Jobs. Walter Isaacson. Art Szombathy. Dragan Petrovic Radovan. Dejan Dragan. Vincent van Gogh. Ludwig Wittgenstein. William Blake. Nadezda Milenkovic Elvis Presley. Hasil Adkins. Dagmar Moser. Marta Nada Petronijevic-Covic. Lazar Stojanovic. Jon Aguirre. Leni Riffenstal Fernando Pessoa. Briggitte Bardot Hermann Hesse. Muja. Vidan. Mario Balotelli Jessie Owens. Robert Mapplethorpe Carl Seelig. Erik Satie. Nelson Mandela Luis Bunnel. Leo Nikolayevich Tolstoy Friedrich Helderlin. Zanka Stokic Michel de Montaigne. Mahatma Gandhi. Jean-Jacques Rousseau Henry David Thoreau Vladimir Ilyich Lenin. Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel Viktor Shklovsky. Milka. Milutin Milankovic. Nadezda Tolokonnikova Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin. Josip Broz Tito. Ra. Osiris. Shiva. Vishnu. Tao Zarathustra. Moses. Buddha Mani. Mazdak. Muhammad. Alexander Vedensky Mirna Gavrilov. Ernst Jünger Thomas Bernhardt Steve Reich. John Coltrane Ives Klein. Ad Reinhardt. Billie Holiday. Charles Mingus Robert Johnson Ljubomir Micic. Edi. Zvonko Bogdan. Vuja. Ersan. Friedrich Nietzsche Radovan Hirsl. Somerset Maugham. Lhasa de Sela. Janice Joplin Jean-Louis Trintignant. Meher Baba. Paul Auster. Igor Lazin Maria Alyokhina. Melissa Monet. Gunter Deming. Amy Winehouse Robert. Sebastijan. Kemalj. Kemana. Jasmina. Gypsy. Velimir Khlebnikov Andre Williams. Gipsy beggar Ruzica. Ljiljana Petrovic Batler. Timothy Garton Ash Baruch Spinoza. Beggar Elvis. Jean-Luc Godard. Lionel Messi. Zelimir Zilnik. Zineta Sydney Lumet. Sharon Stone. John Cassavetes. Gena Rowlands Cesaria Evora. Rachael. Bridget. Gretchen Molannen Jorge Luis Borges. Dule Pejin. Enes. Ferdi. Ljilji
GOD’S SELFISHNESS IS ALL-LOVE BY ONE AND ONLY LOVE
I wanted to tell you that reading 8th Miroslav Mandic book I’ve noticed
that dates in the archive are disagreeing with the date when certain
blessings disappeared. for example, I know that you sung and walked
the Hymn of Freedom of All Beings on the October 15th but they are
archived under the October 14th. it would be nice for the sake of your
hard work on preciseness and carefulness towards certain dates and
people those kind of mistakes are corrected
an e-mail waited for me this morning
I know about that but I cannot correct that or some other things
I’m at peace because I came to the decisions about things that are bothering me
just patiently
I’m walking slowly
cold air feels nice
I’m alone for everybody
alone everything
God
son
husband of love
a
child
of
poem
I’ll be drinking a bit of wine at the table
I’ll celebrate God You and all beings
drinking in the name of health of each being
drinking so that everything that hurts me doesn’t hurt me
drinking in order to thank to the miracle through which I’m singing the book Miroslav Mandic
I’m watching you grass I’m watching you
I’m here
I am here
I’m now
I am now
here is dick
now is pussy
orgasms are significance
orgasm is driving brain more than any other human activity
and
then one of the most disturbing things that happened in my life
today my father killed himself
said a ten year old boy Ljilji to me. one of my pals from Padina. that’s what happy New Year is
I have nobody
I don’t even know where am I going to sleep
God’s glory is Ljilji’s glory and Ljijli’s father’s glory as well
I’m listening to blues to save the happiness and joy in Ljilji’s heart
to sing and sing
to orgasm through all-love
through one and only love
through immortality