Bog Miroslav Mandić Bog

Art is forgive – find a place for me within You

Art is forgive – gusts of wet wind

Art is forgive – suicide man’s letter

Art is forgive – a child which is playing on the open railroad

Art is forgive – children which are walking over the icy lake

Art is forgive – a boy who is walking over high rampart

Art is forgive – a girl who went into the night

Art is forgive – a boy on the roof of a wagon

Art is forgive – a boy who wasn’t caught in the first theft

Art is forgive – big birds are flying over a small child

Art is forgive – a knife in the hands of the bewildered one

Art is forgive – runaway child huddling in the straw bale

I wrote first twelve out of 144 Definitions of Art

new ones of this year from number 1152 to number 1296

I’m writing them for nine years now from 24^th May to 4^th June

today after getting out the stitches from the wound on my leg

it was painful

it’s nicer now. stitches are not cutting into the flesh

I have no strength

today is Bob Dylan’s seventieth birthday

coming from hospital I was cold

I couldn’t have enough sleep

today’s first twelve definitions are behind me

I slept enough

it’s warmer

there are no stitches in my skin

blessings are coming one after the other

music is not stopping

everyone who is happy please leave a crumb of happiness for the world’s happiness

music is not stopping

blessings are coming one after the other

path is not betraying

rose is constantly love-kissing

Art is forgive – stones are rolling down the cliff

Art is forgive – snow avalanche is sliding down the valley

Art is forgive – flaming lava is bursting out the crater

Art is forgive – high water has broken through the levees

Art is forgive – waterfall is falling down into the deep

Art is forgive – thunder is hitting a large tree

Art is forgive – whales are massively killing themselves by running against the shore

Art is forgive – large hail stones have destroyed all the crops

Art is forgive – soil is cracked from long lasting drought

Art is forgive – large quantities of oil are spilled into the sea

Art is forgive – explosion of atomic powerhouse has contaminated the whole surrounding

Art is forgive – weapons of all kinds are constantly being produced and used

Sherpas are carrying heavy loads

harbour workers are carrying heavy sacks

burlaks are hauling ships

witches are being burnt

music music music

let’s dance flowers

let’s dance trees

let’s dance clouds

I’m writing in order to make myself stronger

I’m writing in order to be less alone

I’m writing so that a runaway child huddling in the hay would have a warm heart

I made some cranberry tea in order to finish today’s blessings

I drank the tea and I didn’t write the blessings

slowly

word by word

only to move a bit

come closer to today’s end

only that

nothing more

enough

only that

Art is forgive – funeral of the impoverished people

Art is forgive – pains that are suffering those who are not entitled to medical care

Art is forgive – political prisoners which the world is always full of

Art is forgive – long lines in public kitchens

Art is forgive – homeless people who have lost their homes

Art is forgive – street children who live on their own on the streets

Art is forgive – dilapidation of insane asylums

Art is forgive – children who are working all day long

Art is forgive – slaughterhouses in which animals are being killed day-night

Art is forgive – horrible transportations in which animals are dying

Art is forgive – correctional facilities for juvenile children

Art is forgive – ships full of emigrants

a moment ago I walked for the first time on my own

when I went down underneath the

First House of All Beings and looked down the empty street I felt

indescribable beauty of the abyss of life in front of me

a child in the middle of the cosmos of life

I walked five hundred meters to the little park and I set on the bench

I was breathing deeply

watching the camomile in front of my feet

I remembered how in my childhood I was picking camomile with Kaja

one dog ran to me

I took off my topcoat but I immediately put it back on

on my way back I got sweaty on the stares

climbing the stairs feels good for my right leg which is in pain and bleeding

I’m sitting in my topcoat at the moment

I’m sweating

I changed my clothes

while sitting on the place where my leg is still bleeding it’s really tight

indescribable beauty of the abyss of life in front of me

a herd of horses on the river island

school of fish

birds are flying high in the heavenly rose

somebody

on

the

road

Art is forgive – everyday car accidents on the roads

Art is forgive – plane crashes with a lot of victims

Art is forgive – mining accidents with underground buried miners

Art is forgive – catastrophic earthquakes

Art is forgive – devastating tsunamis

Art is forgive – unstoppable pandemics

Art is forgive – camps with hungry people

Art is forgive – animal fights initiated by people

Art is forgive – execution of death sentences

Art is forgive – large forest fires

Art is forgive – atomic bombs testing

Art is forgive – throwing tear gas on demonstrators

because of the healing of the sternum

I should always sleep on my back and I wasn’t sleeping on my back

since I was thirty eight but always on the side so I can’t get enough sleep

I hope that I will have three short walks every day

this morning it felt really good being on the early sun

morning freshness and sun was already warming up my body

I was sitting on the bench

climbing the stairs does good to my leg

afterwards I slept for two hours

sleeping strengthens and heels

the wound on my leg is tight and it’s still bleeding a bit

now as well I can’t wait to lie down and sleep a bit

camomile smells wonderful in the sun

linden has blossomed

fruit is coming

flowers

grass

new potatoes

tomatoes

the honesty of beggary upsets me

Rimbaud

I’m missing the swallows

somebody

rose

on

the

road

Art is forgive – buildings collapse and they take away victims

Art is forgive – buildings collapse and sink into the rivers

Art is forgive – mass killers who are killing innocent kids and people

Art is forgive – kittens tied in a sack and thrown into the water

Art is forgive – poisoned street dogs

Art is forgive – fish caught in big nets

Art is forgive – birds caught in big nets

Art is forgive – executed sprinkled with lime in mass graves

Art is forgive – hung on the trees are hanging like a strange fruit

Art is forgive – dogs released to catch runaway slaves

Art is forgive – young girls sold in white slavery forced on prostitution

Art is forgive – political opponents who have been thrown form airplanes by police

I’m lacking sleep

back

vertebra

leg that’s still bleeding a bit

if I could lie on the side I would huddle in a foetal position

exuberant life takes place underneath the big rock in the grass

I’m thinking of good boy within me

he used to give me strength to bare even what I cannot

I see that good boy is tired

he’s walking

whenever his strength comes back

he’s singing

dancing

he is through the other-female

he is through the other-male

the other is

Little God

hips

shoulders

poem of the world is

good boy

Art is forgive – devastating bombings

Art is forgive – forced relocations

Art is forgive – genocides over nations and species

Art is forgive – mass starvations

Art is forgive – deadly propaganda

Art is forgive – spreading lies and hatred

Art is forgive – use of bio and psychological weapons

Art is forgive – fields mining with cluster bombs

Art is forgive – horrific experiments with animals

Art is forgive – using animals for war purposes

Art is forgive – using children for war purposes

Art is forgive – human celebrations of war atrocities

a moment ago there was a hail

balcony was full of ice

there was a lot of lightning and thunder last night but it burst out just now

everything is quiet now

air is fresh

mountain

I love the sounds of rain

they are lulling

caressing from within

rain can be heard

snow cannot be heard

if I’m protected while raining it’s indescribable pleasure

I’m surrendering to tranquillity

each cell within me enjoys

enjoyment of all animals enjoys within me

enjoyment of all plants enjoys within me

whenever body enjoys it celebrates immortality

enjoyment is the most obvious proof of immortality

tranquillity

identification

one being

Art is forgive – oil fields in flame

Art is forgive – airplanes which are crashing into skyscrapers

Art is forgive – racism and bigotry which are spreading

Art is forgive – hatred towards minorities and different ones

Art is forgive – constant system of control

Art is forgive – depression and fear from freedom

Art is forgive – borders which are constantly producing conflicts

Art is forgive – lives lost for symbols

Art is forgive – deadly drug addiction

Art is forgive – deadly alcoholism

Art is forgive – deadly patriotism

Art is forgive – deadly chauvinism

it felt good it felt good morning erection in my sleep

everything is only about grace

art of grace is in surrendering

of sun to the sun

to the big worm which was carried by water that flowed down the street yesterday

to snuggling

writing is snuggling

singing is love-kissing

snuggle my beloved males

love-kiss my beloved females

grace of art is in snuggling to 

sky and earth are snuggling

day and night are snuggling

innocent ones are snuggling

I cannot detach from the word snuggling it won me that much

it snuggled to me

at one moment I felt that all sense of the world depends on snuggling

snuggling to God

breathing through God

being God

love-kissing and snuggling to God