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I’M LOVE-KISSING
yesterday’s wet traces of soil on the asphalt have dried up when I wrote yesterday’s wet traces of soil on the asphalt have dried up I smiled and thought this is a poem in the beginning of Makish side of the lake an old German Shepard dog is every day lying in the middle of the path caw caw my beautiful crows I’m shouting at them cold wind was blowing by the lake so my bare hands were cold now I’m walking by the trees. there is no wind. my hands are warm warmth in my hands is spreading throughout my body into Your body bodies are one way of life celebrating itself bodies are fragile they are becoming and disappearing words as well are bodies which are actually becoming in front of Your eyes when I was young I was enjoying through body now I’m enjoying in body for body enjoying is the state of God six dogs on a little hill are barking on a big dog it’s slightly starting to rain I’m enjoying surrendering to the rain sex while in sex be only in sex do not stop mild rain you are so beautiful to me you smell of flowers violets cyclamens everything is flowers I couldn’t sing without flowers I couldn’t create without flowers I couldn’t walk without flowers I bowed my head rain drops are falling down my neck I lifted up my head rain drops are falling on my lips with rainy lips I’m love-kissing
I OF ALL BEINGS
Thanks to years long consistency and enduring in his own poetics, Brane Babic Kebra, along with few other creative people of different provenance, has become something like a symbol for everything that is authentic in the Novi Sad scene. A painter from Belgrade Sasa Stojanovic said about Kebra: “His shadow is extensively explaining his structurality and guaranteeing with his own life, which is articulated in singing and silence with Miroslav Mandic and Slobodan Tisma.” Even though artists which Stojanovic has mentioned are not a part of some joint project, it is clear that they have a lot in common (which is not only connected to the fact that they are coming from the same town). Each of them has somehow managed to escape “staling”, creating in cahoots with time in which their works have been created, and what is common for them is that they are prone to the experiment (all of them have tried themselves in several different media). Likewise, even in spite the NIN Prize which Slobodan Tisma has received, the general impression is that these are the artists who feel quite comfortable in their intimate world, almost a shadow, far from the crowd and ostentatious hubbub. That can be said also for the youngest among them, Kebra…
Vreme, January 17, 2013. A Man from the Shadow, an interview of Sasa Rakezic with Kebra
Violeta has sent me this beginning of the interview because she thinks that I wouldn’t agree with that these are the artists which feel quite comfortable in their intimate world yes the world in which I am is the world of all beings one and only world the world of I public human society is intimacy intimate is the world of people isolated from all beings states nations families are isolated from the human society culture and art in states are vents of closedness in which people live everything I live is the life of the one and only life I life my I and I of life is one I everything I sing is the hymn of freedom of all beings everything I sing is the each moment and everywhere love for everything – eternal art in the poem of all beings everything I walk is dance of God with all beings fairy-tale beginning first beginning one and only beginning freedom and beauty of anything truth and goodness of anybody anything is the only public one and only sex of all beings one and only language of all beings I of sex I of language I of all beings I of everything everything I’m singing creating and walking I’m walking creating and singing in front of all beings 86400 poems works and steps in 86400 seconds of every day for all beings You know that You are that greetings for Kebra Sasa Stojanovic Sasa Rakezic and Slobodan
I SQUARE
do something. if it works, carry on. if it doesn’t, do something else
Franklin Roosevelt
Tahrir Square has for two years now been the square of the planet Earth
love refines
love liberates
refinement in every emotion is a poem
enjoyment in each emotion is a poem
enjoyment in every step is a dance
borders disappear they turn into abysses
border is creating conflict
the abyss of love
mystical
I don’t live in intimacy
I live in the intimacy with all beings
society lives in the intimacy of its power and lie
insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again, but expecting different results
Albert Einstein
I’m a mystic of all-love
I’m everything
publically
one and only experience
the square of singing
the square of the Hymn of Freedom of All Beings
I square
the square of one any only I
the square of one any only life
life by the Tahrir Square
the square of freedom in every being makes the square of love in the Universe
I love-kiss You I love-kiss You Mohamed Bouazizi
I love-kiss You Billie Holiday I love-kiss You and Your eyes
after refine courage and love of the people on the Tahrir Square one cannot be the same
worms are shouting as well
flies are also drinking wine of freedom
happy days are here again
WHO-LIKE
(in Serbian “ko” is “who”, but “k’o”, as a short from of “kao” is “like”. Here it means both, TN)
who-like
poem
is
god
who-like
friend
is
god
who-like
grass
is
god
who-like
geometry
is
god
who-like
ear
is
god
who-like
eye
is
god
who-like
wave
is
god
who-like
whirlwind
is
god
who-like
child
is
god
who-like
grace
is
god
who-like
love
is
god
who-like
voice
is
god
who-like
you
are-is
god
who-like
rose
is
god
who-like
path
is
god
who-like
change
is
god
who-like
loyalty
is
god
who-like
this
is
god
who-like
touch
is
god
who-like
computer
is
god
who-like
sex
is
god
who-like
money
is
god
who-like
creating
is
god
who-like
walking
is
god
who-like
goodness
is
god
who-like
beauty
is
god
who-like
mare
is
god
who-like
horse
is
god
who-like
health
is
god
who-like
play
is
god
who-like
innocence
is
god
god
is
who-like
who-like
god
only
god
one
and
only
god
who-like
god
is
god
HAT’S A GOOD CROP
who in like like in who and like that indefinitely question and answer I’m singing myself I’m creating myself I’m walking myself I’m directing myself i am you are i am god meandering identification transformation fairy-tale I’m living it through singing creating walking question is harder than an answer one question – many answers many questions – one answer it’s hard for me to bare bodies which are enslaved by vanity body is radiating vanity without its responsibility body is not to blame instincts are creating empty phrases and prejudices empty phrases and prejudice are multiplying instincts in a struggle of a bad and good wolf in oneself the one that wins is always the one we are feeding more decisive importance lies in trifles small mistake in the plane is crashing it big one no since it’s recognisable already on the ground I should do only what I should do that’s when I recognise that I want that as well God may it be Your will God’s will is to bear an apple my will is let the apple fruit fall off of me the essence of an apple tree is to give an apple an apple is I of an apple God’s will is that grapes give good crop and my will is hoeing weeding spraying and guarding the vineyard in order to make everything that God wants when I do it like that then I experience that I wanted exactly that that’s what’s making me happy that’s a good crop it’s not freedom not hoeing a vineyard freedom is god god in who who in god god in who and like that through meandering and intertwining in the very god
WHO ARE YOU
who
are you who are You is the first question of the work 24 Days 24 Questions 24 Answers every day I will ask Violeta Jovanovic Ivana Djokic-Saunderson and Mirjana Lukic the same question and they will answer and send their answers to me and to each other I’m beginning I’m thinking of moss if I lived in the human society I would have been a terrorist but I’m not for power secrets and violence and I also don’t live in the human society I live with mildness and openness in the community of all beings in which human society is only one tiny community in the community of all beings I live love and care for each being like of a new-born freedom in the communion is within joy of living for each other and not in hatred towards the other communion man will liberate itself as a species only when he starts teaming up for everything and not against somebody human society cannot cure itself and set itself free of its own horrors without all beings one and only body is one and only soul is one and only mind is there are no boundaries in human society I cannot set myself free of egoism and nonsense in human society I cannot set myself free of instincts and domination over beloved ones in human society I cannot set myself free of greed and bad taste in the essence I can change myself right away the essence are all beings immortality fairy-tale that is freedom I’m not a terrorist I’m a walker I’m not a terrorist I’m an artist I’m not a terrorist I’m a poet I’m not a man I am God walker is most caring because he’s love-kissing with each step artist is most carefree because he’s joy with each act poet is freest because he doesn’t want anything except for what already is god god is
FAIRY-TALE
I cannot carry on. I will carry on
Becket through Vera Varady
this is how I went through January
every last day of the month in this year I will give a report on got-spent-gave living
bread 6.5kg 796 dinars
Serbian bun 40 dinars
two flat breads 45 dinars
a roll 38 dinars
three bannocks 90 dinars
six pasties 250 dinars
seven bags of peanut sticks 166 dinars
five pies 385 dinars
mayonnaise 2.7 kg 778 dinars
margarine 0.25kg 75 dinars
two packs of pasta 120 dinars
herbal cheese 0.45 kg 189 dinars
brans 0.4 104 dinars
vegetables 3.37 kg 103 dinars
potatoes 0.25kg 12 dinars
tri bunches of parsley leaves 60 dinars
tomatoes 4.13kg 136 dinars
spinach 1.06kg 145 dinars
beetroot 1.6kg 100 dinars
two lettuces 45 dinars
carrots 0.15kg 10 dinars
celery 0.5kg 80 dinars
dried vegetables 0.4kg 184 dinars
seasoning 0.1 kg 111 dinars
sesame 0.45kg 161 dinars
spinach pottage 150 dinars
fruit 0.53kg 16 dinars
dried plums 0.5kg 100 dinars
seeds 174 dinars
two cream pies 300 dinars
twelve bags of powdered juice 304 dinars
two bags of hot chocolate 106 dinars
hot chocolate in a café 125 dinars
green wheat for Christmas 60 dinars
two packets of tea 106 dinars
three packets of prostate tea 614 dinars
valerian tincture 234 dinars
St. John’s Worth tincture 163 dinars
probiotic medication 421 dinars
wine 1.75l 456 dinars
sugar 1.0kg 85 dinars
two toothpastes 245 dinars
a box of paper handkerchiefs 90 dinars
toilet paper 110 dinars
shower hose 300 dinars
two tapes for the Blue Film 600 dinars
if I didn’t forget something and if I didn’t make a mistake in counting
and not counting food for Christmas which I got from
Violeta and Mirjana and not counting fruit I got just before the
New Year’s from Vladimir Macura and which lasted the whole January
I got altogether 294 euros
I spent 351 euros
for the rent and expenses 273 euros and for the food hygiene medications and work 78 euros
gave 86 euros to others
I was spending daily on myself 2,5 euros
the minus of 143 euros I took from 500 euros that I have left from the last year
it’s wonderful and difficult to write down each thing every day
it’s caring
as if I am a seed of anything
as if I am a sower and I’m sowing no matter what
I’m deepening the respect for each trifle
lordship
trifle is becoming a person
a dining table of joy
three bannocks 90 dinars hey
herbal cheese 0.45 kg 189 dinars hey
tri bunches of parsley leaves 60 dinars hey
two cream pies 300 dinars hey
twelve bags of powdered juice 304 dinars hey
valerian tincture 234 dinars hey
wine 1.75l 456 dinars hey
two toothpastes 245 dinars hey
shower hose 300 dinars hey
two tapes for the Blue Film 600 dinars hey
the richness of the got-spent-gave living
gentle humour overwhelms me
the presence of all beings embraces me
fairy-tale
mother fairy-tale