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

    298246

    bud

    12TH BOWING TO SEX – SEX THROUGH SHAKING

    3156. day
    22nd August 2013

     

     I admit I was watching you twisting with your hips

     

    ever since then you make me horny

     

    and I’ll never cease to be

     

    you have opened me up with the cock of dancing

     

    you have opened me up for shaking

     

    shake it baby shake it

     

    I love sex of dancing

     

    I love sex with dancing

     

    shake it baby shake it

     

    rock and roll yourself my beloved

     

    rock’n’roll

     

    through shaking everything merges

     

    through shaking milk turns into soft butter

     

    through stirring nothing gets burnt

     

    when I’m stirring I’m moving the Universe

     

    here

     

    you can feel

     

    hey mountain girl plain is in front of us

     

    flanks hips thighs

    fuck fuck fuck

     

    do not stop

     

    it’s accelerating

     

    we are breathless

     

    we’re panting

     

    easiness is carrying us

     

    through the music of Universe – music of fucking

     

    dancing and fucking are the same

     

    flanks hips thighs

    fuck fuck fuck

     

    shake it baby shake it

     

    never stop

     

    dance from the day You’re born to the day You die

     

    children are dancing. young people are dancing

    middle aged people are dancing. old people are dancing

    have You ever seen how ninety years old Compay Segundo is dancing

     

    stones are rolling and dancing. animals are dancing. leaves on the branches

     

    I’m shaking

     


     

    13TH BOWING SEX – SEX WITH WORDS

    3157. day
    23rd August 2013

     

    pump me

    rock and roll me

    in dirty blue

    shoes of

    r’n’r of

    life

    1088th poem of the book Fucking

     

     

    pump

    me today is

    eleven years of

    god’s life in

    your earing

    1089th poem of the book Fucking. yesterday at 3.22pm I wrote the last 1089th poem of the book Fucking

     

     

    cos

    mo

    go

    ny

    of

    a

    lit

    tle

    po

    em

     

     

    the best way out is always through

    Robert Frost

     

    remember me – whispers the dust

    Peter Huchel

     

    poetry excites me. life of life affirms to me

    verses from Frost’s and Huchel’s poems cited by Joseph Brodsky in his text In Praise of Boredom

     

    excitement with poetry is orgasmic

     

    mortal body is surrendering to the metamorphosis

    of soul which is transforming into the immortal spirit

     

    fuckable and poetic is the same

     

     

    everything

    always

    the

    same

    is

     

     

    everything

    always

    sex

    is

     

     

    everything

    always

    poem

    is

     

     

    I love fuckable words which initiate fucking

     

    I love poetic words which initiate singing

     

     

    s

    i

    n

    g

    f u c k      i n g

    i

    n

    g

     

     

    sex with words I have discovered during fucking

     

    I was speaking them to the ear

     

    I was speaking them quietly slowly and gently

    a prairie was opening in front of us

     

    those were such sexy stories that they were constantly moistening and moistening

     

    opening and opening

     

    words which were going through the brain

    and spine and like a poem ended up on clitoris

     

    clit words

     

    sex words are supporting the life of the very life

     

    Bowing to Sex is also a support to Chelsea Manning

     

    Chelsea is a hero

     

    Chelsea stopped the war

     

    Chelsea won the greatest army in the world with her femininity

     

    Chelsea dared on her own

     

    Chelsea is transforming and has transformed herself in front of the whole world

     

    Chelsea is evolutionary moving away from death and moving towards life

     

    physics of poem within the metaphysics of sex

     

     

    ea

    ch

    po

    em

    of

    mi

    ne

    a

    mi

    lli

    on

    is

     

     

    fu

    ck

    me

    I

    am

    a

    cos

    mo

    go

    ny

    of

    a

    lit

    tle

    po

    em

     


     

    14TH BOWING TO SEX – INSTEP SEX

    3158. day
    24th August 2013

     

     

    You and I

    sex is sexuality. of gender. of halves. of a couple. sex of halves and sexes. one which has

    been divided. one which is dedicated to the other. sex of a whole. a couple on the road is one

     

    He-Same and She-Same

     

    Everything and Everybody

     

    Rose and Path

     

    Whirlpool and Whirlwind

     

    She-Shy and He-Shyness

     

    I-Am-Going and I-Go

     

    Good and Beautiful

     

    Life and Thought

     

    Pussy and Cock

     

    Please and Thank You

     

    Hey-Ho and Hi-Ho

     

    Clitoris and Glans

     

    Nearness and Distance

     

    Forceful and Tender

     

    Tranquillity and Appeasement

     

    Speckled-She and Runaway-He

     

    Poet and Artist

     

    Doing and Being

     

    Thoughtfulness and Attention

     

    Dancing and Singing

     

    Shy-She and Frostbitten-He

     

    Kiss and Bud

     

    Creation and Singing

     

    Serving and Kissing

     

    Patience and Suffering

     

    No-Beginning and Infinity

     

    Innocent-Ear-She and Golden-Mouth-He

     

    Approval and Concurrence

     

    Snuggling and Nestling

     

    Runaway Child and Good Child

     

    Insouciance and Unreasonableness

     

    Same-Thinking and Same-Fucking

     


     

    15TH BOWING TO SEX – SEX IS ANOTHER PERPETUAL INNOCENCE

    3160. day
    26th August 2013

     

    yesterday was forty two years of the Red Notebook which I’m still using

    fuck isn’t that alive sex

     

    sex is innocence

     

    faith in perpetuity

     

    I wrote the word perpetuity for the first time in my life

    isn’t that as well alive sex

     

    I’m immediately declaring Perpetuity for one of the heroes of the book Miroslav Mandic

     

    Perpetual-He and Perpetual-She

     

    together on the road

     

    together in the middle of the road is the most innocent and most eternal sex

     

    everything is sex

     

    when I take a pencil with my hand that’s sex

     

    when I dip a style into the ink that’s sex

     

     

    when

    ink

    is

    dripping

    into

    the

    words

    of

    a

    poem

    that

    is

    sex

     

     

    the more sex is free the more is innocent

     

    dirty words in sex are cleanest

     

    the dirtier the cleaner

     

    sex is the word love on my temple

     

    innocence of sex is in grace of the one in which two are calming down

     

    innocence in sex is the prerequisite of freedom in sex

     

    freedom in sex is endless

     

    endlessness of freedom in sex is what’s the sexiest in sex

     

    the sexiest in sex is the sex of the most obscene and the most tender

     

    innocent

     

    plain

     

    I’m fucking

     

    I’m fucking You

     

    I’m fucking and I’m fucking You also when I’m on my own

     

    I’m fucking in front of everybody

     

    I’m fucking for everybody

     

    I’m fucking in God’s glory

     

    I’m fucking I exist I am

     

    I’m fucking You exist You are

     

     

    through

    your

    smile

    i’m

    fucking

    and

    singing

     

     

    god’s

    smile

    am

    i


     

    16TH BOWING TO SEX – IN THIS LIFE I LOVE SEX THE MOST

    3161. day
    27th August 2013

     

    in this life I enjoy the most fucking with a woman

     

    more than sleeping and cakes and money and football and watermelons…

     

    nevertheless in this world more than half of

    my sexual life I’ve spent without the sex with a woman

     

    that’s because even more than the sex with

    a woman I enjoy in talking and getting along with a woman

     

    in mystical attraction

     

    in common dying in ideals of beauty and goodness

     

    in woman’s recognition of who am I. in my delight with who she is

     

    but even more so I enjoyed in admiration of great artists

     

    of brave ones who are sacrificing themselves for others

     

    of music

     

    all beings

     

    eternal life and life of eternity

     

    God

     

     

    of

    surrendering

    singing

    creating

    walking

     

     

    I have spent wonderful moments in fucking with a woman

     

    even more wonderful in talking to a woman

     

    in mystical attraction which would take us towards the resurrection

     

    in unspoken vows that we will give our lives for beauty and goodness

     

    in recognitions which are leading towards deification

     

    and what about enthusiasm for Jean-Luc Godard Ludwig Wittgenstein

    Gertrude Stein William Carlos Williams Claude Monet Billie Holiday...

     

    or Gandhi Martin Luther King Jan Palach

    Muhammad Bouazizi Nadezhda Tolokonnikova…

     

    in hours and hours with music

     

    in innocence and loyalty to all beings

     

    in life which is transforming into the very life

     

     

    a

    n

    d

    n

    o

    t

    e

    v

    e

    n

    m

    e

    n

    t

    i

    o

    n

    i

    n

    g

    g

    o

    d

     

     

    then a poem

     

    an art work

     

    walking

     

     

    a

    face

    face

    of

    god

    is

    I just wrote it

    a poem is uniting and unifying everything

    apart from uniting and unifying everything a poem is singing both uniting and unifying

     

     

    art work confirms and restores paradise

     

    walking is music which is walking

     

    Music and Mystic

    Music and Mystic in the middle of the road for the first time together

     

    budding of the Bud and the Bud of All Beings

    glory to the sex of the Bud and the sex of the Bud of All Beings

     


     

    17TH BOWING TO SEX – SEX OF MUSIC AND MUSIC OF SEX

    3162. day
    28th August 2013

     

    music is joyful dying

     

    sex is dying in the joy of joining

     

    poetically man dwells on this Earth

    Hölderlin

     

    musically man exists in the only Universe

    Mandic

     

    fuck me music

    for the first time in my life I wrote only Mandic for myself

     

    music – mystics of the sex of a fulfilled desire

     

    music – mystics of dying in sex and music

     

    music – mystics of sex and guilelessness

     

    blossoming of daisies

     

    music is a female poet which is surrendering to her male poet

     

    alternation of receiving and giving is the rhythm of fucking

     

    liberation is the melody of fucking

     

    trust is the harmony of fucking

     

    hymnal holly trembling

     

    pussy ripples

     

    dick surges with whirlwind

     

    deer are running

     

    grass is thriving

     

    galaxies are blossoming

     

    everything would like to fuck with everything else

     

    music fuck me

     

    Your lips are absorbed with the sunny smile on my anus

     

    if I wasn’t fucking that much with music I would never experience that fucking is music

     

    if I wasn’t fucking with wondering and respect

    I would never experience that music is fucking

     

    music of fucking is bowing to the fucking of music

     

    fuckable musical orgasmic mystical are the same

     

    same is the fucking of the same

     

    same is the music of the same

     

    I’m fucking and enjoying the music of fucking

     

    I’m listening to music and I’m enjoying in fucking through music

     

    sex – life for the first one

     

    music – life for the first one

     

     

    sex

    and

    music

    are

    the

    life

    and

    art

    for

    the

    first

    one

     


     

    18TH BOWING TO SEX – SEX IS A POEM OF CREATION AND FUCKING

    3163. day
    29th August 2013

     

    i

    am

    sex

    of poem

    what separates me from sex are poetry art and walking. they separate me but they also feed me with sex

     

     

    i

    am

    poem

    of sex

    through poetry art and walking I’m becoming aware and enriched with sex

     

     

    i

    am

    goodness

    of poem

     

     

    i

    am

    beauty

    of poem

     

     

    i

    am

    spring

    of singing

     

     

    i

    am

    a mouth

    of confidence

     

     

    i

    am

    a glance

    of giving

     

     

    i

    am

    a clitoris

    of surrendering

     

     

    i

    am

    an anus

    of obedience

     

     

    i

    am

    a touch

    of a heart

    and

    mind

     

     

    i

    am

    a kiss

    of innocent ones

     

     

    i

    am

    fucking

    of all beings

     

     

    i

    am

    fuckability

     

     

    i

    am

    a small

    but

    fuckable

    poem

     

     

    i

    am

    hornyness

     

     

    i

    am

    a plain

    but

    horny

    poem

     

     

    i

    am

    shagging

     

     

    i

    am

    everyday

    but

    sexy

    poem

     

     

    i

    am

    a pussy

     

     

    i

    am

    a reasonless

    but

    a pussy

    poem

     

     

    i

    am

    a cock

     

     

    i

    am

    an insouciance

    but

    a cock

    poem

     

     

    i

    am

    an arse

     

     

    i

    am

    rejected

    but

    noble

    poem

     

     

    i

    am

    alone

     

     

    i

    am

    the

    very

    poem

     

     

    i

    am

    the

    very

    sex

     

     

    i

    am

    an

    i

    of

    orgasm

    a grace

    of my

    poem

    within

    you

     

     

    i

    am

    an

    i

    of

    poem

    gentleness

    of your

    sex

    within

    me

     

     

    i

    am

    i

     

     

    i

    am

    an

    i

    of

    i

    am

     

     

    i

    am

    an

    i

    am

    of

    i

    am

     

     

    i

    am

    god

     


     

    19TH BOWING TO SEX – SEX IS ART OF BEING AND FUCKING

    3164. day
    30th August 2013

     

    the art of incorruptibility

    a boy has started to run

     

    the art of independence

    a boy has hopped

     

    the art of gratuitousness

    a boy has stopped

     

    the art of friendship

    a boy has seen himslef

     

    the art of boogie-woogie

    a boy has a merit

     

    the art of courage

    a boy has bowed

     

    the art of silence

    a boy is touching blades of grass

     

    the art of tambouring

    a boy is jumping into water

     

    the art of taking from behind

    a boy is doing a long jump

     

    the art of approval

    a boy is hugging goodness

     

    the art of a round belly

    a boy is kissing beauty

     

    the art of mild hand on the balls of the world

    a boy is a mother and a father to his friend

     

    the art of steady fuckability

    a boy is running

     

    the art of first love which is in each fucking

    a boy is greeting flowers

     

    the art of reunion and regenerated fucking

    a boy is caressing trees

     

    the art of dirty words in one and only encyclopaedia of life

    a boy is a boy to a girl

     

    the art of cock the art of pussy is

    a girl is watching a boy

     

    the art of pussy the art of cock is

    a girl is running after a boy

     

    the art is not fun or consolation but salvation

    a boy is alone under the stars

     

    rebellion of consciousness

    a boy has eradicated death

     

    rebellion of conscience

    a boy has redeemed sisterhood and brotherhood

     

    rebellion of sex

    a boy is mortally wounded

     

    consciousness and conscience are sex of rebellion

    a boy has survived

     

    consciousness conscience freedom

    a boy has been reborn

     

    being

    a boy is running

     

    fucking

    a boy is identifying with everything

     

    Being and Fucking

    a boy is breading God in

     

    path

    a boy is playing with God

     

    step by step

    a boy is God to God

     

    worlds are being reborn in the embrace of Being and Fucking

    a boy has put his ear to the ground

     

    poetry art walking

    a boy is singing

     

    we are fucking

    a boy is lightened up

     

    we are one

    a boy is running

     


     

    20TH BOWING TO SEX – SEX OF WALKING AND FUCKING

    3165. day
    31st August 2013

     

    I love singing about walking

     

    I love creating through walking

     

    I love to walk

     

    I am a walker – walking of walking

     

    sex of walking

     

    I feel at home only while walking

     

    homelessness

    God sex money

     

    the house of walking and the house of sex are the same

     

    boundlessness of homelessness

     

    freedom is my only home

     

    no to belonging – yes to surrendering

     

    walking is constant getting in

    I’m walking-I’m getting in

     

    walking is the body of time which is getting into the body of space

    I’m walking I’m getting into freedom

     

    getting in – joining

     

    salvation

     

    God I’m in Your step

     

    rhythm melody harmony of the music of walking and of sex are the same

     

    all verbs are the same it reviled to me while writing the book I Name

     

    all words all beings and all things are the same

    is reviling to me while singing the book Miroslav Mandic

     

    walking is getting horny is deciding

     

    walking is fucking is kissing

     

    walking is cumming is calming

     

    I was passed by a limping man

     

    an omen

    a flame

     

    through walking I’m joining singing and creating

     

    through walking I’m joining being and doing

     

    through walking I’m joining fucking and identifying

     

    through walking I’m joining enjoying and sacrificing

     

    I sat on the bench to increase the enjoyment in this walking and this fucking

     

    through walking I’m fucking – through walking I’m fucked up

    You remember

     

    through fucking I’m walking – through fucking I’m all fucked

    You’re witnessing

     

    through the landscapes of innocent tautologies

    through unstoppable stimulations of deification

    through plainest and sexiest sexuality

    I’m vowing to the cooing and redemptions through sex

    amen

     

     

    fuck

    me

    singing

    creating

    and

    walking

    i

    am

    your

    fucker

     

     

     

    thank you Ivana Djokic-Saunderson

    3213. day
    18th October 2013

     

    thank you

    Ivana Djokic-Saunderson

    for

    past

    translations

    of

    blessings

    to

    English

     

    I

    would

    love

    if

    somebody

    would

    carrie

    on

    translating

    the

    book

    Miroslav Mandic

    to

    English

     

     

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