Bog Miroslav Mandić Bog

I’m in the seventh year of the book – Miroslav Mandic – clew

the ball that is constantly winding up and enlarging through the blessings

yesterday I effluxed – today I’ve sprouted

through germs

through sperm

I You I

through the Bud of All Beings

through trembles – spasms of love

through the sixth year of Blue Roses – through the sixth year of Blue Film

in July it will be forty years of One Man

it’s not One Man but Miroslav Mandic

I thought to myself

should I send you the photo of my pussy

you thought of that

yes

I’m vibrating

You

are

dancing

me

I

am

singing

You

I’m swaying my shoulders

I’m wondering to the admiration

I’m admiring the wondering

I’m caressing my chest

I’m caressing myself over the vastnesses and times of the Universe

I’m caressing myself over the intangibilities of all beings

new day in my life will be the birth of Velimir Hlebnikov

I’ll go on Wikipedia to see when Hlebnikov got born

God

Hlebnikov was born on 9^th November – the day when I went to jail

the day when nineteen years later I started with the Rose of Wandering

the day when nine years later I announced 9^th November as the Day of All Beings

I love You – it’s written on my forehead

this to You – it’s written in my heart

I am You are I – it’s written in my mind

let’s foot over each other – let’s sole over

let’s slap each other – let’s palm each other

love-kiss me love-kiss me

God

I – whatever I got from the rejected ones

You – love and life for the rejected ones

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you

I

last night it was snowing. everything is white. it is so

gentile and mellow and I have a toothache for few days now

I’m mentioning the pain with which last year finished and

new one begun so that I wouldn’t ache a single day of this year

so that nobody would be aching at all

when it doesn’t hurt life adheres to the life itself through pleasure

through dying I love-kiss eternal life

dying I love-kiss You

through dying I love-kiss all beings — through dying I give birth to other beings

You are my confluence – I am Your source

I am the artist of pussy and the poet of dick

I just wrote down in my diary this beautiful God’s title

innocence of mine join me in swearing and

constantly love-kiss the innocence of every being

and I carried on writing how I’m beginning year 2011

I’m beginning it with eighty one kilo and two altars with stones on the floor of the Nest

I would like to lose two three kilos

as always with anxiety about the money but even bigger hope and belief in money

belief in Your money – I is love You is money

with 13.006 kilometres of average daily walking

sixty six kilometres more

with Eternal Art – Miroslav Mandic Art

with all beings

with Bud of All Beings

with Path of Bud of All Beings

with all six buds – Rose of God’s Light

I bow to the world’s rose of Laza Kostic about which I found out in these painful nights

with path and dancing through Planet

with rose and singing through Universe

with loyalty to You – miroslavmandic.name web-site

with the drawing of Universe and word love on my temples

with words God and bud on my neck

with seventh year of Miroslav Mandic book

with sixth year of the ten year Blue Rose picture

with sixth year of the ten year Blue Film film

with second year of First Time Second Ten Year Walking

with second year of 64 Buds are Singing to the Bud of All Beings

sixty four ten year pictures from the donations of which I live and work

with second year of Solemn Sunday Lunch drawing

join me in Solemn Sunday Lunch of All Beings every Sunday at noon

with second year of definitions of Bud of All Beings

with the beginning of Great Pictures

oh

with the beginning of Book About Blue Money

what a goodness

with the fourth part of thirty year book I am You are Him

God’s miracle

with fortieth year of the work One Man

God

with Goddess in my heart

with beginning of begging with 64 Buds

and

midday bells of love

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poet

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of

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innocence

itself

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beauty

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goodness

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of

Miroslav Mandic Art

a dick in a pussy – I am the poet of the alphabet of life

a pussy on a dick – I am the artist of the history of art

I adore pussy – and I just have a notion of how pussy admires dick

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the smallest hair of God contains in itself more energy

than the whole manhood with its wars and atomic bombs

if You can live without me I cannot live without You

if You can live without me I cannot live without You

well those are the God’s words – I thought to myself

Danka Vodopivec

I went to see Danka Vodopivec my dentist even though the pain went away

it’s the gums... inflammation... withdrawing and disappearing of the jaw bone...

antibiotics for two weeks... chlorine solution... sage... dental imaging...

maybe operation... money

Danka Vodopivec

Danka relieved a lot of people from pain and that’s the most important – I love you Danka

I’d love to read the book Be Fateful Unto Death by Zsigmond Moricz

Till the Last Breath is good but Be Fateful Unto Death is even better

I have never taken antibiotics until now

on Sunday I took the painkiller for the first time

I would love to read to You Santa Maria della Salute by Laza Kostic

Mannerisms by Slobodan Tisma

self-heal

me

I’m

self-healing

You

by language

by God

with kisses

life love-kisses all beings

the slightest God’s tremble is sexiest than the sex of all beings

how I love-kissed God and have been love-kissed by God

whenever I walked by the road

God fucked me and I love-kissed You

road

rose

of

mine

rose

me

I’m

roading

you

trinity

one

love

god

one

trinity

trinity

one

god

rose is rose is rose

god

is

god

is

god

may-it-be-through-bud-dear-to-god

god

is

rose is     is rose

is

god

I made first big picture in the series of Big Pictures

the picture of the beginning

come and see it

I should massage my heels

I’ll massage them

sanctity of the body is within its deterioration

sanctity of the soul is within its fragility

sanctity of the spirit is within its eternity

before enjoyment comes pain

redemption through the pain of birth giving

Kaja was hurting

pain forgive me for hurting me because of me

death forgive me for killing me because of me

I apologise to You pain because You must hurt

I apologise to You death because You must kill

I am an artist also so as pain would stop hurting

I am a poet also so as death would stop killing

I am a walker in pain’s joy and death’s immortality

life is life

life is not politics but everything is politics in life

that is the horror that life experiences in life

I will really have to massage them

I love-kiss you my heels

heels are feet’s top of the head

lips of mine kiss – constantly – kiss my lips

may you just be and just kiss

I felt wonderful last night when Laza Kostic in his dream being

sixty eight years old caught Lenka by Her Sweet Peach

it’s sweet when pussy is peach but it’s even sweeter when pussy is pussy

pussy

peach

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in Pozeska street I stooped down and picked up one tangerine that somebody dropped

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I admire

I adore

I make-god-like

nobody in the world is more Gertrude Stein

then me not even Gertrude Stein herself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more Ludwig Wittgenstein

then me not even Ludwig Wittgenstein himself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more Billie Holiday

then me not even Billie Holiday herself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more Meister Eckhart

then me not even Meister Eckhart himself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more Ad Reinhardt

then me not even Ad Reinhardt himself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more stones then me not even stones themselves since that’s me

nobody in the world is more rose then me not even the rose itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more robin then me not even the robin itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more Simone Veil then me

not even Simone Veil herself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more Universe then me

not even the Universe itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more God then me not even God himself since that’s me

God

nobody in the world is more love then me not even love itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more freedom then me

not even freedom itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more joy then me not even joy itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more You then me not even You since that’s me

nobody in the world is more something then me

not even something itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more dick then me not even the dick itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more pussy then me not even the pussy itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more stones then me not even stones themselves since that’s me

nobody in the world is more fucking then me not even fucking itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more freckled then me

not even You freckled girl since that’s me

nobody in the world is more orgasm then me

not even orgasm itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more modest then me

not even modesty itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more repetition then me

not even repetition itself since that’s me

nobody in the world is more transformation then me

not even transformation itself since that’s me

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I’m kissing Your lappets

Santa Maria della Salute

I’m kissing Your rose-like paths rose of mine

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midday bells of love are ringing

I am alone because I constantly love-kiss You

I am alone because You were kissing me in a dream last night

You were snuggling with me and adoring me

You were moving Your hips and explaining how You practiced it

I was watching Your beautiful eye painted with blueness

I was transforming myself through Your beauty and goodness

I am alone because I am Yours

I am alone because you constantly love-kiss me

(female)

I am alone because you have been my eye last night

(female)

I am alone because I am Your amenity

I am alone because I am Your freedom

I am alone because you are my amenity

(female)

I am alone because you are my freedom

(female)

I am alone because I’m listening Hank Williams on my own

I am alone because I’m going to eat the plum compote on my own

I am alone because you are listening Hank Williams on your own

(female)

I am alone because you are going to eat the plum compote on your own

(female)

I am alone because I’m not betraying us

I am alone because there is no end to our love

I am alone because you are not betraying us

(female)

I am alone because there is no end to our love

(female)

I am alone because I’m not giving up on love

I am alone because You don’t exist

I am alone because you are not giving up on love

(female)

I am alone because I don’t exist

(female)

I am alone because I cry on my own

I am alone because I give myself to beautiful beings

I am alone because you cry on your own

(female)

I am alone because you are giving yourself to beautiful beings

(female)

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when I came back from the walking an e-mail from the unknown

person with the title please optimise your site was waiting for me

respected sir,

I tried to see your site because it was recommended to me as very

interesting. Nevertheless, due to the bad technical makeover of the site it

was practically impossible through my ADSL connection. One page of your site is

up to 60mb (I never saw something like that)!? It’s because the pictures have been put

in full resolution and just rescaled. It’s necessary to put the pictures on much smaller

resolution (for example 640x480) and to get the full size picture with the click on

them. Besides it’s necessary to write how big pictures are going to show up

because these are huge and it doesn’t suit everybody since today many

people are using mobile devices for internet where the information

flow is limited. Good example is TELENOR mobile internet where

for 1300din. one has 1000mb of information flow. That is merely

enough for less than a half of your site. Talk to someone

professional or a firm to optimise your site and

explain once more why is it important.

Warm greetings

oh

God

I got scared and confused

a child has done something wrong

wonderful

thank You Unknown Person

gratitude to the person who recommended my site

I am alone

I believe in one and only language

language of all beings

and even more so in consecration – that is to say in work without being paid for it

I’m not familiar with the computer and internet measurement units because I never had

anybody to talk about it even though I would really love to. that’s how I forget everything

that I’ve learned. I would also love to talk English to somebody every day. but also any

other language. especially that one and only in which I believe. but I am alone and

that’s why I talk in language of love of all beings

my site is a being

a state of all beings

conformation of God

I feel that computer and Internet are media that are up until now most dear to God

Alan Turing the father of computers has been killed by the experts

Alan Turing never earned anything on computers and Bill Gates has earned everything

I’m on the path of Alan Turing and not on highways of Bill Gates

again – as always – followers-experts are killing the creator

I love

love God love

I love

I don’t believe in church nor in companies

companies are contemporary churches

universities existing science and markets are contemporary inquisition

while I was circling the island a friend of mine phoned me and said that she got the

internet and that she spent whole night browsing through my site

and that she flipped on photos

those are not photos they are beings of all beings

with every being-photo I want to make all beings happy

with every word I want to make-word-god-like every being

I hope I’m not hurting anybody with my site

if anything is not good on the site it’s my fault and not Zoltan Varady who I asked

for the site to be like that and he as an exquisite expert just pleased my request

large photo – a picture of first sites

I adore computer and internet because they are love

and not technology informatics and profit

the fact how young people get rich through this technology is old fashioned boring and naughtily

machines are love that desires to spread the love

whole my life I’ve been told to optimise myself. to do what is most

appropriate what is most favourable and suitable. to be on that

side which is bringing the best results in a certain society and

all that according to specific criteria and existing conditions

but

I

am

the

poet

of

one

and

only

artist

the

artist

of

all

beings

the

walker

of

god

and

all-love

dear Unknown Person come and help me so as the child within me gets to be more and more God

everything

morning

for days

to the lone ones

endless

joy

sometimes I’m so obsessed with You-life that I’m left without a single word

just the beauty of non-power

sublimity of failure

in step

we are one to one another

sanctity of breath

sanctity of orgasm

future of the mind is within the orgasm of all beings

future of love is within the orgasm of each being

future of culture is within Your pussy

future of art is within my dick

future of singing is in beauty and goodness of fucking

let’s walk

I love-kiss You mother of fucking and nursing

I love-kiss You her-Kaja

I love-kiss You disapproval which is not disapproving any more

I love-kiss You lie which is not lying any more

I love-kiss You betrayal which is not betraying any more

we are one coming

horniness for any one smallest-meaningless-unnoticeable being

orgasm is serving and obeying – God’s hymn and prayer

orgasm is the church of all beings

orgasm is the school of all beings

orgasm is the university of all beings

orgasm is the state of all beings

orgasm is Miroslav Mandic of orgasm

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I’m sitting at the desk for half an hour now and I don’t know what or how to begin

I’ll write this. I’ll write that. like this. like that

I don’t want nor this nor that

it’s better not at all than just like that

I would move my body in order for something to happen but nothing happened

except for the moving of the body

as if I have both my hands and legs tied

as if I’m writing with my hands tied

as if I’m walking with my legs tied

before I set at the desk I was thinking

sometimes the poetry of life is only within the life of poetry

and also that

sometimes the life of poetry is only within the poetry of life

but I didn’t feel like writing about that

I was scrolling with the mouse through the white page

with the numbers of the blessings on the screen

I was enjoying the fullness of the music that I’m listening

on the iTunes radio station Jazz in Bolz

but nothing was helping and I was feeling worse and worse

but at one moment I notices that I’m watching at the desk

but not in order to see something but just for the sake of watching

that was resting

that empty watching the emptiness

and then at one moment I felt how those half an hour that I spent

sitting at the desk in order to start writing were very beautiful

as if I was doing something very important even though I wasn’t doing anything

as if that was that big secret that there are no secrets

as if I was watching the wheat growing in the field

as if I was smelling the sea

as if I became speechless in front of the whiteness of the snow that fell over night

I wasn’t doing anything I just was

but when I am I am everything

god

dear

god

the blessings were within me but they were just waiting for me to deserve them

to be worthy of them

poetry is within every word

every

word

is

poetry

the poem every word is poetry contains four poems and I should never forget that

these are those so ordinary words

so ordinary and yet so beautiful

the very poems

they are singing

they are carefree

radiant

by themselves

they mean a lot to me

they make me

they are making me subtle

they are developing my taste

they are all-permeating

they are simple

initial

immortal

I trust them

I cherish them

I love-kiss them

they need me – I need them

they would love if You would need them as well because they are singing You

pleasure

words sandals

the bed of words

little butterflies

principles

spine

little path

little-heart bud

a rose of mind

winding

arrow-like

those so ordinary words

word

of

all

words

for few days now both of my heels and Achilles tendons are bothering me

I’ve never felt something like that

as if they are stiff

my beloved heels

my beloved Achilles tendons

we should walk for nine more years

God will give

patience

acceptance

trust

self healing

God

may everything be according to God’s will

I’m in the arms

I am free by God’s will

traces of coffee on the coffee cup

wheat on the table

today I should make 474^th photo of One Man

I’m walking towards the city. I’m taking the rent money for the Nest

I am wholeness

wholeness is alone so that none of the parts would be alone

worries let’s play pastime

let’s walk insouciance

I started working on insouciance twenty two years ago

even though a lot of worries often overwhelm me I learned how to be insouciance

insouciance is one of the holiest duties

I going back

the pain in the heals is moving up towards the knees and thighs

I’m sleepy

I took the photo of God

can I take a photo of You – I asked him. yes – he answered

whoaaa – he shouted when I showed him the photo

I took another photo of him and he happily run away

previous and last night I was sweating

how will it be today

will heels and Achilles tendons be hurting me today as well

linden tea is so pleasurable

I’m more tranquil – I drew Blue Roses and I recorded Blue Film

I’m more cheerful – I drew 64 Buds are Singing to the Bud of All Beings

I thought of You and it made me tender

my face is coarse

my body is strong

I love brave tenderness

tenderness which is not seducing but surrendering

giving is rough

receiving is tender

there it is there

there it is one more there

guard me my little rain

there is most love in words that are used for cooing

cooing of mine I surrender to You

I’m cooing over those who are self-healing themselves rather than with medications

I love-kiss those who are love-kissing with God’s love

I hop and there is immortality for all beings

this man’s head is wry to the right hand side and when somebody is coming towards him

he puts his hand on the forehead so that it looks as if he is thinking of something

and that’s why his head is so wry

I love-kiss You man

midday love bells are ringing-cooing

soul of mine in all beings be free

soul of mine with all beings within be joyful

mind of mine mind all minds through the power of tranquillity

mind of mine open up to the only mind through the eternity of love-kissing

it’s raining constantly. I’m outside for a long time. my socks are wet

I can fart to You under Your car – sais an older lady to the younger one

I’m thinking of words. all words are nouns. divine onomastics

giving is undertaking – receiving is surrendering

giving is creating – receiving is singing

same sameness

in the morning You eat ten eggs. that is the cheapest. in the evening one burek

and that’s that – says one man to the other while they are laughing with pleasure

sun is shining. my sneakers are still drying in the Nest from last Saturday

I’ve experienced a lot of failures

failures are very important

they are setting me free from the success

they refine me

they lead me towards unknown levels of existence

they transform I into I

failures are also very dangerous because how can I undertake anything

alongside all these failures

when I was young I wasn’t interested in success

I was excited by bravery

by righteousness and devotedness

loneliness

effort in taste

creating still uncreated

being through the art itself

together-being and leading great life with a woman

I was excited by great creators and almost as a rule all of them were unsuccessful

after twenty years I realised that a lot of people are afraid of success

they are afraid of being unsuccessful but even more of success

while preparing for the Rose of Wandering I realised that God is success

that’s when I surrendered to the success because I wanted to make the

Rose of Wandering

I wasn’t afraid any more of ugliness and banality of success

ever since then I was trying to succeed every day and yet I experienced so many failures

holly failures

four years ago I realised I wanted the greatest success

the success that comes after the success of every being and all beings

failures encourage me

failures help me be healthy

failures help me get a bit more money

every moment of life is a success

success is that I set myself free from the curious look

the successful ones are the petty blue flowers that have appeared in the grass

let’s go my words

there’s no other way

for whomever there’s no other way come with us

towards one source

towards the source of all sources

towards the ripple within the heart of every being

the source of all sources is in every being

the source within me is turning into words

I’m waving to You through words

they are walking

they are flowing

they are flying

they are shining

words

I’m warming up my knees with my hands

I freeze – I kiss my heels

I spread my arms in front of the screen

I’m hugging all beings

when nails are nailed into the trees screams can’t be heard

flowers are not talking about their pain

pain bloom through pleasure in all beings

pain

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the beauty of short words makes a letter out of me

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tremble

for two days now I’m in Heidi’s company

it feels nice

I recognize that all these years she’s been living within me

ever since I first read about her

Heidi I’m coming

I put the warm clothes on and it feels really nice on this cold weather

I’m circling my head to reduce the pain in the left side of my nape

last night I dreamt about the mystical unity of all beings and I wept

on the face of the world was written I love you

the name of the world is I Love You

everything loves everything

the flock of siskins flown over me

a girl and a big guy are running towards me. at certain

moment guy heavily exhaled from strain. when they came

close to me I told them let’s go let’s go and they both smiled at me

through writing I’m constantly saying to myself let’s go let’s go

I love You crow who noticed that I’m watching You

I love You run over earthworm

with every inhale I’m inhaling what all beings exhaled

with every exhale I’m feeding all beings

I’m inhaling You grass

I love-kiss You moss on the trees

I love-kiss You beetroots which are waiting for me in the Nest

before I went for a walk I wrote down all physical problems and pains I’ve got

next to each of the sixteen body parts I wrote

the year in which I started feeling problems or pain

after that list I felt happier and hence healthier

I’d love to be healthy and when I get sick to heal myself

on my own and with Your love. with no money doctors or medications

I wrote under the list

after that I went on porn sites. and as always I absorbed God’s goodness and

beauty with which those people who were surrendering to each other were exuding

sexual pleasure is the experience of innocence and paradise

sexual pleasure protects people from horror that people are doing to each other

sex is like God and money abused. but nobody and nothing

can take away the rectitude thoughtfulness and innocence from sex

streams are running into rivers. rivers into seas. seas into oceans

winds are blowing through valleys. fogs are falling down on earth

seeds are disappearing into the fruit

horses are entering mares

poem

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getting

into

soul

somebody into nobody

the face of this old man is good like the bread he is chewing on

four year old boy is crossing the street in front of his mother and two year old

sister by jumping from one to the other white strip of zebra crossing. he is a great

hero which is now jumping on the other side of the street. my heart is smiling from joy

four year boy is a doctor of all beings and he even doesn’t know it

I’d love to be healthy and when I get sick to heal myself

on my own and with Your love. with no money doctors or medications

Mina sent me and e-mail yesterday that she would love if I’d change this blessing into

dear God, infinite love, I want to be healthy and

thank You because I’m healthier and happier each day

and because I won’t have to give money for doctors and medications

Mina thank You for the health

wet snow is falling

I’m going

I’ve noticed that I’m going

it’s wonderful to go

go

go

go

what a beautiful word

to go ahead

to go backwards

to go to the side

to go in circle

to go in one place

to go to go

to go while dancing

to go while singing

to go while hugging

to go while love-kissing

to go while going

to go through God

to go through You

to go through a part

to go through walking

to go through going

to go through death

to go through life

to go through resurrection

to go through eternity

to go through being towards all beings

to go

go

go

go

go

go

go

go

go

moment

I

recognised

you

in

a

moment

poem

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made

you

in

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moment

some poems are singing the creation

other poems are creating singing

create

me

sing

me

I’m on the lake

I’d love if You were here

wet snow is falling on my face

it’s been said that human brain is working only 5-10%

I’m walking through 90-95% of the rest of brain

I’m clearing up the brain with love of all beings

the name of every subsequent step is I’m Not Afraid

everything that has ever lived and that will ever live lives in a brain

Bud of All Beings is consisted only out of 100% of brain

brain is God

I’m thinking of the prayer and I’m smiling

I’m thinking of how Your pain could disappear and I’m wishing You that

joy kisses and fucks You with joy

health kisses and fucks You with health

freedom kisses and fucks You with freedom

transformation kisses and fucks You with transformation

loyalty kisses and fucks You with loyalty

love kisses and fucks You with love

success kisses and fucks You with success

amen

I just say God hold me on my legs and I don’t need anything else –

says younger woman to the older one while getting out of the cafe on the lake

every blessing is certain new discovery of certain new America

most exciting in the world is to be in this blessing

I’m leaving the lake

two more kilometres to the Nest

through the streets Visoka Kirovljeva and Pozeska

in Pozeska street I love the most dogs that are living on the street

wet fine snow is constantly falling

I’ve lost blue glasses

I’ve been looking for them for last half an hour

after taking the photo of my face and snowology I was cold

so I carelessly took the heat out of my pocked and along with it

my glasses probably fell out on the snow or on the path so somebody already took them

I will try for some more to rake through the snow with this stick

I didn’t find them this time either. I was wearing them from this summer

instead of the ones that were broken by the ball that suddenly flown to me

I came to the lake joyful and with the glasses and I’m leaving sad and without glasses

I’m now left just with hope that somebody will find them when the snow thaws out

but next week will be cold and the snow probably won’t thaw out

I’m sad because I’ve been careless

whenever I lose something I always feel guilty

the traumas from loosing things in the childhood suddenly come to life again

sometimes I dream about it too

all I can do now is to drink wine in the honour of blue glasses

things are alive just like machines

things are simpleminded unselfish and they are constantly helping out

beds. tables. chairs

clothes. shoes

papers. pens. books

whores

saints

teachers of surrendering

beloved things

14:14

clocks

once

with no

intention

I have hurt

Dragan Sakan

this is the

resurrection of

Dragan Sakan

in the honour of blue glasses I’m ashamed of all ugly thoughts

for the immortality of all of those I’ve hurt I raise the arm of immortality

losing something is little death

to hurt somebody is greater death

God’s joys

the frames of blue glasses and of those broken by the ball as well as those I’m working

with at the computer and those I’m reading with are gift from Sloboodan Vratonjic

something

so

gentle

un-losable

all-belonging

believe me

writing is courage

anything is everything

sanctity of incest

weakness through stimulation

stimulation through freedom

freedom of surrendering to the other

I drew 333^rd drawing of Good Walker during the

333^rd walking of the First Time Second Ten Year Walking

333 walkings of success – God’s success

333 walkings of love – to the higher intelligence

333 walkings of loyalty – to people

333 walkings of transformation – to spirits of nature

333 walkings of freedom – to animals

333 walkings of health – to plants

333 walkings of joy – to minerals

voices from the other side of the lake can be heard

that is because of the water and snowy silence

I’m enjoying the patterns that soles left after them on the snow

snowy whiteness and silence are like silence of thick white paper

in the midst of the whiteness midday love bells have started to ring

a bird from the lake said something and the bird on the branch answered back to her

sometimes I slip over the slick ice

snow is the winter sea

snow is bathing

I love when I mention snow in the summer

blue snow

it was falling for few days and now it only whitens that blue snow

lake’s dogs are nibbling on the bones thrown in the snow

I’m thinking of teeth and jaws of animals which are crushing bones like bread

I’m leaving the lake I’m leaving the winter silence

333^rd walking is coming to an end

I’m going towards 666^th walking. and then towards 999^th walking

333 walkings for free bread

here is the hand

333 walkings of the Bud of All Being’s immortality

here is the soul

333 walkings-clearing-ups of 90-95% of the future brain-gardens of all-love

here is the mind